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

bahaha that's okay~

[rejecting]

[She jumps just a little and stands up straighter before giving a nod.]

This is a tower! The administrators bring people here sometimes to make friends... There are some bad things, but there's good food this month!

[universebeware]

[There's a distinct pause before Brainstorm folds his arms, and his head tilts to the side just a smidge, showing that he's distinctly unimpressed with the answer.]

..."a tower" with "bad things" in it. That's not very helpful for my situation, but would it be fair to assume that this 'Ruana' is one of these administrators?

[rejecting]

[Sorry, she's one of the least informed people in the tower. Isn't he lucky?]

Ah yeah! That's one!

[universebeware]

[Well, it certainly fits his usual run of luck. He's at least grateful now that he's too small to be climbed on.

He sighs once again, then makes a gesture as if he was expecting a bit more information than that.]

And is there any way I can get in touch with these administrators?

[rejecting]

[Because she would have tried to climb on him if it were possible...]

Um... There's a little box where you can put in a note for them... But sometimes that takes a long time.

[She tapped her chin and furrowed her brow in thought.]

There are computers too! I don't know if they read the computer posts, but sometimes they post things on there.

[universebeware]

[There's a delay, and then comes a third, incredibly exasperated sigh. It's at this point that Brainstorm waves her off.]

Alright, alright. That's enough, you've been a big help. Really.

[One could cut the sarcasm there with a chainsaw.]