social experiment #2

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Characters: Ienzo and YOU!
Setting: Floor 19, aka The Creepy Library.
Format: Either one. I'll follow you.
Summary: Ienzo rather likes this new library, save for the minor issue of HALF THE BOOKS BEING MISSING. He is not standing for this.
Warnings: None, so far.



Well, Tower, there’s a new library!

Now take a wild guess who’s the first one in it.

Yup, anyone who sets foot in the library will likely fiend Ienzo already traipsing around. Perhaps ‘traipsing’ is not the right word, though — he’s moving clearly as if he has an intent in mind, the intent being finding where all of the other books went. He doesn’t terribly care if this library is much more ominous and threatening in its ambiance, of course, though someone else might. So who knows? A small creature with a grave expression and a swooshy white coat might appear just slightly unnerving in this half-lit and half-stocked library.

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[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

Vietnam was browsing the non existent history section when she heard a sound, like footsteps, and decided to see who it was (with how she felt someone was staring at her in the media room, and there was no one, it was better to always double check). Fortunately, she saw no ghost, only Ienzo.

"It's not very well stocked, isn't it?" She attempted to smile, and she wasn't enitrely sure if this light comment would left any atmosphere, knowing how half the books were really gone because those in charge were hiding something from them.

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

"...No, it isn't."

He stopped in his quest and turned around, to be faced with a woman he had not seen before. She was trying to smile at him, it seemed, but was clearly (to him, anyhow) unsure in her demeanor. Perhaps something about a dark half-filled library was 'scary' to her. ...Eh. Not his problem. He paused there for a moment, before offering an explanation for himself.

"...I was searching for the missing books..." he explained. "...Perhaps... someone misplaced them."

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

At least he didn't judge her for that, because thinking about it, that was a terrible joke (and she's never been that funny). However, at least they seem to be thinking on the same wavelength for the bigger picture.

"I was wondering about them too. Whether or not they've been hidden, or taken away completely, as to hide information from us."

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Well, Vietnam, it probably was a terrible joke. (So bad, in fact, that the mun doesn't quite get it -- or perhaps that's because the mun is an astronomical derp.) He wouldn't know much about jokes though. Moving on to the subject that actually holds some relevance to the situation at hand.

Now that he thought about it, the possibility of withholding information like this seemed more than plausible, especially considering the tower owners' track record. "...They've taken away all relevant information from the other library... and the shelves haven't been thinned like this." He, and others, have checked the library extensively and come up with zilch. "...Perhaps it was a mistake fixed in a rush?"

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

Nope nope, it's totally not our mun's faults, it's just her inexperience in socialising!

Vietnam looked around the shelves again, eying beneath them. There were no boxes that she could see, then again, those in charge wouldn't make it easy for them.

"Perhaps, it did only just appear. If the books do not appear in the next few days, however, then we're going to have to look away from the shelves. I wonder, if they have anywhere for storage around here too?"

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

"Floors appear out of nowhere," he pointed out. "They are still 'building the tower'. They could have easily built some kind of information storage facility that was out of our reach." He walked over to one of the shelves, inspecting the books on either side of the gaps. "Though... if the information we need is there... it may be impossible for us to find it..."

He's talking much more than normal now. Perhaps because this is a matter that actually demands words.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"That's also possible..." Vietnam tapped her chin before looking at him again. "Well, they say one tower is completed, I suppose we must wait till another. Meanwhile--"

She took out her notebook, still incomplete, with only various information she gathered from observation and brainstorming with Castiel. "--I've been trying to take notes, a set of information compiled by us. Right now there's probably not a lot compared to what this tower could possibly be hiding."

[xbludjunkie.livejournal.com]

Sam had spent a lot of time in the old(?) library, and had found absolutely nothing about the history of the tower; or anything at all really. So, on some small chance that this new library did have what he was looking for, Sam decided to check it out.

And let's just say it was a bad time to find anything swooshy and white in a half-lit library. Sam had heard about a ghost being in the tower not too long ago, and so immediately the movement he caught in the corner of his eye had him on edge.

The only thing that probably saved the stranger from being attacked with a bag of salt was the fact that Sam decided to take a closer look. "Hey."

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Hey Sam, welcome to the 'suddenly library illiterate' club.

And why yes, the ghosts simply love this tower now. It was terribly hard to leave the dormitory levels at night because they're always stalking around, looking for someone to feed off of. (Though he wasn't exactly inclined to leave the dorm level in the first place -- the last time he had run in with one of those things Didn't End Well. This placed the ghosts on the very, very small list of things that could seriously scare him.)

Ienzo turned around only when Sam addressed him. "...Yes, can I help you?" In case you're wondering, he's speaking in the usual deadpan and staring hard at Sam. Way to make yourself look less threatening and ghostlike, Ienzo.

[xbludjunkie.livejournal.com]

Ah yes. Those ghosts were definitely something Sam was going to look in to. For now though, Sam's focus was on figuring out what was in this new library, and how it got here in the first place.

And the deadpan and the hard stare. If Ienzo looked closely, he could probably detect some surprise, but for the most part Sam tried to look curious and interested. "Do you work here?"

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Ienzo looks closely. He always looks closely.

"No," he responded. He didn't bother to ask whether this other person did -- if he needed to ask, he really didn't know. So instead he gave the stranger another question, no more expressive than the first time around. "...Who are you?"

[xbludjunkie.livejournal.com]

Feeling how observant this stranger was made Sam feel like he was being studied. Which, as expected, was unpleasant. He had to fight not to shift awkwardly and give himself away.

"Sam." He turned his eyes to the books now, almost noticing immediately that some shelves were almost completely void. How odd... but then again, this was probably one of the most tamest things Sam had every seen inside this tower if he was to be completely honest.

Unfortunately, Sam was willing to bet those that were missing were the very same books he was looking for. That was consistent to how cruel lady luck normally treated him, however.

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, Sam; you're not the first and most definitely won't be the last. Ienzo makes mental note of this man's name, as well as the color of his collar; he's been doing so for the quite a while now, in order to make a decently comprehensive list. Patterns, of course, could show up in the data, and they needed all the help they could get.

He did notice Sam glancing over at the almost vacant shelves. "...Almost the entirety of this section has been removed," he said quietly. "Bits and pieces from the neighboring sections are missing as well, and 'history' is completely empty... the books here are obviously more advanced than in the other library, but..." Once again the question popped up of why this had happened, and what it meant.

[applebuckmaster.livejournal.com]

Applejack has taken to quietly exploring in the tower, keeping a watchful eye out for the so-called humans. Even though Fluttershy has said that they're pretty nice, it doesn't hurt to be alert just in case.

And so she ends up in the other library, wandering about, before something white catches her eye. Trotting closer, she calls out. "Hey!"

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Ienzo heard a voice call out to him, this one female, and turned around to face th--

...oh good god what is that thing.

For a moment he thought that the thing was one of those monsters that had been running around Radiant Garden when he left, and he seriously considered running for his life. But then he noticed that while its eyes were definitely odd, they were different from what the monsters had, and bright orange didn't fit into the monsters' default color palette.

"...Hello," he said, somewhat warily. Even if the possibility of her being a monster had been ruled out, it had still set him on edge.

[applebuckmaster.livejournal.com]

Oh, a little 'human'. The pony slowed down to a walk, her tail swishing lightly behind her. So far, most of the two-legged ones she had seen didn't look all that threatening (including the one who pretty much befriended her), so she's taking her chance with this one.

"May I know what is going on right now?"

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

He looked around; nothing really seemed to be going on at all, save for the obvious issue of there being giant gaps in the library shelves. "...Pardon me?"

[applebuckmaster.livejournal.com]

"This whole place." She raised a hoof to indicate her surroundings. "Why're we here, and what's with this collar thing?"

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

"We don't know." He shook his head slowly. "...The only possible explanation we have was on the letter you received..." Ienzo isn't actually sure whether he believes the letter or not. It's possible, but as time went on it became more and more obvious that the tower owners really couldn't be trusted -- so why should he believe them now?

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Kanaya was searching the stacks, not looking for anything in particular except maybe for something out of place considering there was a lot of empty space. Her search was rather uneventful though as nothing seriously screamed "I don't belong here." She kept looking]

It's odd that a second library appeared, and one that is so understocked. I wonder if there is a reason behind its emptiness.

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

[He turns around to find another one of those gray-skinned trolls walking towards him. Their population in this tower just seems to be going up and up and up, so it's little surprise that he ran into one.]

...either it was a last-minute error correction... or they're simply taunting us.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[True, chances are you'd run into a few of them here or there]

What sections have you found to be missing? Perhaps that is a clue in itself.

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

...history is completely empty... there are large gaps in psychology... as well as technology and astral projection. [He actually checked the entire place.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

I see. History is understandable considering all of us come from different worlds with different histories. The same goes with technology. But psychology is an interesting subject to omit and I am unsure what astral projection is.

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

...essentially... astral projection is the belief that... it is possible for an 'astral body' to float around like a spirit... separate of the physical body. [Hypothetical studies; he's learned about it before. He's not quite sure if he buys it, but there you are.] ...as for psychology... ... ...honestly... i believe the owners are trying to affect our minds anyway...