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towerofanimus2013-02-08 05:03 pm
animusmods) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-08 05:03 pm
Entry tags:
- *event,
- [au1] emmett brown,
- [au1] ishtar,
- [au2] john egbert,
- [au3] riku,
- [au6] terra,
- [ou] data,
- [ou] ganondorf dragmire,
- [ou] hagire rinichiro,
- [ou] koromaru,
- [ou] lancer (zero),
- [ou] minato arisato,
- [ou] naoto shirogane,
- [ou] nesir aeser,
- [ou] riku replica,
- [ou] romeo,
- [ou] ryoji mochizuki,
- [ou] sephiroth,
- [ou] shion,
- [ou] suzaku kururugi,
- [ou] taiki,
- [ou] wriggle nightbug,
- [ou] yu narukami
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
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.
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.
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For now he may as well gather what information on the visitors that he could. Of course he took the proper precautions of wearing his own gas mask, just in case they had brought along something that he did not want to catch. Which was why he was drawn to the techpriest.
"...Nice gas mask bro."
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Dude, please. He isn't sure about how this universe works - and honestly, he's surprised this happened at all. But whatever, he's here now.
He doesn't recognize you at all, and sort of just looks over the the other. "Are you from Hinoto-Ri, or here?" A simple enough question to ask - he's never seen you before, fellow gas mask wearer.
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"Define here. Here as in always lived here? Or here as in from another place, just misplaced here?" Of course there were quite a few other here's that he could come up with, but just didn't feel like it at the moment. Though at least this new compatriot had given him his first clue about the new comers, some place called Hinoto-Ri, or something.
Sounded Japanese, and more like a city, than a planet.
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"...Either or?" He really doesn't know how to respond to that kind of response in the first place, though. The other's response is giving him the impression that the other's not from Hinoto-Ri, given how picky he's being about the heres - although he's going to just let the other respond then assume.
It was both of those things. And also not a planet. Although, according to Philemon, it was a dead planet except for the city they lived in, so...
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"So then, do you have any foreign bacteria from the place you arrived from?" That was his first guess, considering that the group appeared to be in some form of quarantine.
hope you don't mind my backtagging haha...
At the other's question, he sort of tilted his head, like a meerkat. "I don't think so. My mask isn't only used for controlling what goes in and what comes out." He assumed, of course, his mask was why it'd come up anyway.
No worries!