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Animus Moderators ([personal profile] animusmods) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-02-08 05:03 pm

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.
multiplyby8s: (♏ it's a damn cold night)

[personal profile] multiplyby8s 2013-02-09 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, shit.

All these dead trolls just popping back up like daises and of course he had to be one of them. The flicker of surprise that goes across her face is obvious. She winces inwardly. Great...]


I've never been here before, dumbass. [Urk. Okay, she didn't really mean to be that snappish. For once.

But she doesn't really know what to say to him. Guilt is not really something she's use to feeling.]
pushedaround: (And salute the safest thing)

[personal profile] pushedaround 2013-02-10 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh god. He'd been through this with Vriska, and not planning to have that discussion again. It was full of awkward and gross feels. So, you better stop feeling guilty!

... Or else he will start feeling guilty and then things will get ugly. ]


That's not true, to be honest. [ He shrugs. ] You've been here a few times, but it's okay if you don't remember! Heh. Just try to be careful? It's really dangerous around here.
multiplyby8s: (♏ tch!)

[personal profile] multiplyby8s 2013-02-11 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Sorry for making you deal with it all over again, Tavros... Vriska doesn't plan to bring it up or anything, at least.

Though to stop feeling guilty might be way harder to do...]


Be careful? You're telling me to be careful? Who do you think you're talking to here? [Seriously though, he just said that? Like he was maybe concerned about her? ... Hmph! It's stupid either way! She doesn't know yet if she believes him that she's been here before either...]
pushedaround: (you stole my star)

[personal profile] pushedaround 2013-02-11 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I'm asking you to be careful. In a very, uh, nice way.

[ Wow, don't sass him up. He knows what he's saying here! Sorta. Okay, let's try to make everything less awkward and confusing because this question will definitely help him out a lot. ]

Okay, hold on. Let me ask you something. Or, uh, allow me to ask you a question ??

What is your last memory of us?
multiplyby8s: (♏ feelings jam)

[personal profile] multiplyby8s 2013-02-15 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[She stares at him. Wow no she will sass you when she wants to don't tell her what to do--

Oh. That's probably the most awkward thing he could've asked. She doesn't really want to say it.]


Why does that even matter? [She possibly sounds a little defensive.] I'm here now, right? And you're here. So like I said, it doesn't really matter! [So... maybe... let's not talk about it...........?]
pushedaround: (know that it doesn't hurt me)

[personal profile] pushedaround 2013-02-15 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It ... kinda matters? A lot? Maybe.

[ He really didn't want to talk about it, but not talking about it is annoying too!!! He looks a bit frustrated at this point. ]

I met you in so many different timelines, and a lot of things happened and I- just want to make sure we're okay and all.

So ... we're cool, right?