Ad Visitatores

[animusmods]

Characters: anyone participating in the event
Setting: floor 56 and eventually other areas of the Tower
Format: either
Summary: Welcome to the Tower.
Warnings: horror/creepiness/potential danger/generally unfortunate things all possible
Notes: PLEASE GO HERE TO MAKE NEW POSTS.

A few minutes before anything happens, Ruana's voice rings out over the Tower's intercom--it manages to be louder than anything the residents happen to be doing. "Hey, everyone, there's something exciting going on at floor fifty-six! Go make sure they don't get themselves killed!"


You arrive, stepping or tumbling, in a surgical suite. It looks abandoned, with dust collecting on the table and floors. The lights flicker, and for a moment blood dripping off the table, puddling on the floor--but no, the lights are back, and surely that was your imagination. It's quiet, eerily so, but nothing hinders you, and you're free to spread out and explore. There are multiple rooms here, like in any hospital, and it's all a bit confusing. Occasionally the lights flicker, and it's a bit frightening as Things appear that shouldn't exist. Shadowy creatures stitched together and reaching for you, doctors brandishing phantom surgical tools, blood splattering the walls or floor or ceiling, how did it get there--but none are real, and all of them vanish when the lights return. Eventually you find the staircase, spiraling up and down into darkness. Approach it, though, and the thing glitters with a barrier that will push back any attempts at climbing the thing.

A girl, a teenager dressed in red and black, appears. And she does simply appear, inserting herself into the space, nearly pushing it aside to make room in it for where she is now. Her face beams with unconcealed excitement, and her words tumble out on top of themselves. "You can't go there! Yet, I mean. You'd all die!"

The girl steps onto the staircase, passing through the barrier as if it weren't there, and sits on the steps to address everyone. "Hi! I'm Ruana. You didn't show up the normal way, so the Tower can't support you yet. We got this one floor ready when I saw you were coming but, well, the Tower's kind've big, so getting all of them set up is taking a little longer than I thought." She smiles, sheepishly apologetic in a carefree sort of way. "I've got everyone coming here to visit you--or at least they know they can visit you--and I'll have someone bring food up for you. It'll be oatmeal, and oatmeal is super boring, but you have to eat it, okay? Then you can have whatever you want! The cafeteria's down on the first floor if you get hungry. We should have everything ready in a few hours. I've gotta go help with that, so you guys wait here.

"Don't worry, the monsters can't get to this floor as long as that barrier is up."

And then she's gone, blinking out of existence. The barrier will remain for three hours.

Comments

[drakenguard]

[Yamato's gaze shifted to somewhere behind Naoto, and he tutted. He too, could see the flickering visions, but merely took it all in bland stride.]

If you're certain. It will be no trouble for me to cast a quick Prayer for you, though.

[His gaze refocused on her]

Shirogane, yes?

[detects]

[She shakes her head firmly. She doesn't want to be a burden. She'll be fine. The pain was subsiding the more coherent her mind got.

He catches her off guard when he says her name.]

Ah... yes... Do I know you?

[drakenguard]

[Hm, very well. If she didn't wish to be healed, then it was her own fault if she fell in a sudden ambush due to her pride. Yamato eased into a cold smile]

Haha... no, you don't. We conversed very briefly on the network, but your name was there. Naoto Shirogane, if I recall. I am a bit bad with putting names to faces, you see, so it is good to see that I am correct this time.

[detects]

Ah. [She tries to recall speaking with him and his voice does somewhat register... but she can't remember what was said.]

I see. I never got your name, then. Or if I did, I apologize that I cannot remember.

[drakenguard]

I did not give it.

[And as Naoto had a lot of responses to her network post as well, Yamato didn't expect her to remember his name listed there either. Hey, he was a realist.]

But enough small talk, we do have a rather pressing issue right now. Were you lucid enough to hear the girl's announcement?

[detects]

[Oh. Well then...

But he was right. Their situation was more important than pleasantries.]

Most of it. I understand we've been transported to some sort of tower.

[drakenguard]

[Yamato nods, utterly uncaring that he...essentially did not introduce himself. He'll give his name when he deemed it important (i.e remembered to)]

Yes, we have. Our goal here, however, is rather vague. Philemon did not say what we should do once we caught up to the 'him' we are chasing, whether he should be captured, or destroyed.

[Which was a bit annoying. Nyarlathotep was far too dangerous to bring back to Hinoto-Ri, if Yamato's memory served him correctly. The Hotsuin library had many information spanning from multiple cultures about certain demons and entities, and Philemon and Nyarlathotep had a section dedicated to them and their little...'bet'.

Yamato, personally, did not want Nyarly anywhere near Hinoto-Ri if he could help it]

[detects]

[She pinches the bridge of her nose between two fingers, closing her eyes and willing her head to stop pounding so she could think properly.]

I get the feeling that our first priority should be to survive and our second should be finding a way back to Hinoto-Ri.

[This place made her nervous the more she stood in it.]

[drakenguard]

Haha, true. Survival is top priority, but for escape, ah, I have spoken to some of those from the tower...

[Those that were currently mingling with the group right now. The collars made them easy to pick out]

There are no exits. No clear way to escape. Philemon sent us here, so I suppose only he can bring us back, and I doubt he would do so until we have completed whatever task we were meant to achieve.

[detects]

[From the way the residents here spoke and from the looks of their surroundings, surviving was definitely the hardest thing to do.

She frowns at that information.] I see... I suppose I should've known it wouldn't be so easy. It would be nice to have more clues if we're expected to do something. [But she supposed she'd have to dig some up herself then...]

[drakenguard]

Yes. If there is something I have learned about beings like Philemon, they like to make humans figure it out for themselves while being vague as possible.

[Alcor he's looking at you, goddammit, mutter mutter...]

I am certain we will learn our purpose if we merely continue questioning the inhabitants, and exploring the tower once the barrier is gone.