towerofanimus | Ad Visitatores

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
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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.

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[Hidetoshi blinks once, and reaches up to finger his collar, his shoulder straight and stiff.]

Welcome to the Tower of Animus. And well, there are a number of assumed reasons for the collar, but generally it's been established they're there to discourage disobedience, or keep us alive somehow.

WHAT?!

[She stares at him, her eyes narrowing, almost wanting to grab that collar and yank it off of him.]

That isn't right!

[He snorted under his breath and politely ignored the outraged shout that erupted form her, his own facial features tightening into a grimace.]

The one who placed them on us seem to harbor no care for ethics, morals or anything of the like. I do know it's wrong, but none of us have discovered a successful way to right it or overthrow the administration who'd did it.

...maybe this is why Philemon brought us here...

[She looks at him, before speaking again. No need to hide what she can do, after all.]

Senpai, what do you know about Personas?

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Philemon? I do not recognize that name.

[He averted his eyes momentarily and recalled how empty the silence in the back of his mind had made him feel after the end of that week, before crossing his arms over his chest. The mention of Personae was a surprise. But it does make him reconsider his initial estimation of this girl.]

A great deal. And you, yourself? What do you know of them?

So you found out huh? I had a feeling you might have known about us, Senpai...[She points to the SEES banner on her arm.]

I'm part of the SEES team too...and also the one we established in Hinoto-Ri. We were called here by the Trap..trappez [Geeze what had he called it.] Some...weird magical glowing crystal and told that He was here. Anyway...we can use Personas. All of us in the room.

Ah. I see, you're a SEES member. Where's this Hinoto-Ri you're talking about?

[... Wait.

Wait, what.

What the shit.

The SEES club were a team of Persona users? And... Now that he thought about, with context, that actually made sense. That club had always seemed more tightly-knit than any of the other school groups, kept odd hours, and strangely exclusive in who was extended an invitation to join. Members were selected at what seemed to be random, and if all members did possess a Persona as this girl claimed, that meant—One of them, Fuuka, had joined after disappearing for several days inside the school. Persona were weaponized facets of the self to combat Shadows and to awaken one, it meant—

That meant a stew of things that he required time to think over in private without having to focus on holding a conversation.

—Minato-kun had some serious explaining to do.

Luckily enough for his inner shock, there was only a spark of confusion in his eyes for a moment before it was stifled quickly.]

Every last one of you. How did that come to pass?

[Weird magical glowing crystal.

'He' with a capital H.

... Eh, he's heard of weirder.]

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[It was enough for Miki to notice it, considering she liked to pride herself in observation (at least when her head was clear.) She hoped that telling him that information hadn't caused problems. It was simply much easier to say everything, now that she was used to everyone having Personas.]

Ahh...well I've had once since I was in SEES but for many of the people in Hinoto-Ri, Philemon was their benefactor.

[So, by going to this Hinoto-Ri, this Philemon had the power to bestow upon anybody a Persona? How did that even work if they didn't confront a Shadow of some kind?]

You've mentioned that name before. Might I inquire as to who Philemon is?

[MAGIC.]

Um I don't really know him a lot...I saw him before arriving into the city and once before we got sent here. He has a mask with a butterfly on his face. I believe he's Igor's boss.

[As she thinks, she gets a very distinctively Sanada face going on. The resemblance is almost too uncanny.]

[BUTTERFLY MAGIC. Patiently:]

And who is Igor?

[The girl was namedropping a lot of people he hadn't know.
...

Gosh, that is sure is a familiar thinking hard facial expression. Where had he seen that face before?

Hm...]

[Keep thinking about it because she's still doing it while thinking.]

Igor is an aid in the Velvet Room, for a lack of better word. That is where we are able to switch and modify our personas. It's all...pretty new to me, I'll be honest...

[He has no clue as to what the Velvet Room, other than this Igor resided within and you could... modify/switch Personas? Internally, Hidetoshi was quite baffled, but instead of pressing the girl for more details, jots down a mental note to himself to keep that topic in mind for his future discussion with Minato.]

This is so? Well, it can't be helped if you're new to it, I suppose—[Hidetoshi reviewed his memories for a face in the sea of students that matched her. That small thinking hard here frown, and the way her pupils flickered upward, plus light hair, the slant of her face and...

Huh. The captain of the boxing club came to mind.

And wasn't he a member of SEES too. And this student had just mentioned being a member of SEES. For god's sake.] Pardon me for asking, but what's your family name again?

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