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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

How do you know my name?

[He can guess how, but he wants confirmation anyways.]

How many people are inhabitants here? Sounds like that we're dealing with a hell of a lot more than what they vaguely told us.

There's a younger version of you around here. [Wow this was getting to be a really routine explanation.] I know him.

[Er... could they really call each other friends? This was hard.]

Hundreds, at the least.

I've met a younger version of me. [Dave's life is going to be meeting a bunch of younger hims or something. This is weird.] I'm starting to just live with this fact, I think. I guess I'm popular in some way. Well, by me I mean him.

There's a lot of you here.

Oh please. Your younger self's just a weird little dork. [He's uh...sort of grinning but it's more of a smirk since he doesn't really grin normally, but whatever.]

Yeah. This operation's been running longer than a year from what I can figure out. And this place is even older.

That's probably true. But that's like insinuating most teenagers of that age weren't kind of weird little dorks. Also, I think it should probably be mentioned I'm not an older him. I'm literally a different older version of him. [Like if you start talking about Dave's powers and shit and whatever, he's going to pretty much not understand at all.]

How long have you been here though.

[Good thing Jin doesn't actually know much about most of Dave's powers, considering he doesn't even think about That Fight anymore.] We get alternate versions like that all the time. I'm not surprised.

[He takes a moment to think about it, but... yeah he, can't really come up with an answer.]

No idea. A year or more I guess?

[His uh... scale of time wasn't exactly the best on a normal day.]

I don't think I'll be here for too long, so you don't have to consistently see him and me and whatever other version of me is running around. It'll save a lot of grief. [He's already sick of the amount of mes he can say in a conversation and still make sense.]

That's a long time. You've been here for awhile. Are all the floors of this place like this one?

Ad Visitatores

still allowed

yaaaay uvu

paps you lovingly

smooshes your face

ouch my face

it's ok we have bandages

but my face was beautiful :(