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

[papshooshing]

Lab rats. Test subjects.

[ translating troll slang 101. eventually the day will come where he will learn to just stop... ]

I assume that's what the collar is for, yeah. They do maintenance and shit on it. There are different colors, but fuck if I know what they stand for. Someone else might.

[drakenguard]

[Logging that information away...]

Someone might... someone like a girl called Ruana?

[She was the one who initially greeted them, and seemed like one of these five administrators. Correct him if he's wrong!]

[papshooshing]

You do not want to trust any admins.

[ Karkat cannot stress this enough. ]

Here, let me repeat that so it sinks in and you can marinate on that: Do not trust any admins.

[drakenguard]

[What a strong reaction...]

Any particular reason why?

[papshooshing]

The admins, that sadistic bitch included, run the experiments that mostly result in the loss of life and usually aid in the deterioration of one's mental stability. They will fuck with you in ways that your worst nightmares can't even conjure. She is arguably the worst of them.

[drakenguard]

[That sounded like Fumi, especially the deterioration of one's mental stability part]

Ah, this is beginning to sound like a subordinate of mine. A dreadful woman... but warning noted. I shall endeavour to avoid this 'Ruana'.

[papshooshing]

Dare I even ask about this woman of yours?

[ masochist. Karkat is one. ]

[drakenguard]

What is there to say about her? She is dreadful and that is all that is necessary to know.

[Pause]

However, if, by some twist of fate, she ends up here, I will give you a piece of warning: do not let her coax you into any of her 'experiments', especially those involving chairs.

[papshooshing]

[ woah back up there buddy, what? ]

Why chairs?

[drakenguard]

I'm not aware of specifics, but there was an issue regarding electric chairs and someone being electrocuted or exploding. The subject of her experiment lived, though, so no harm, no foul.

[Jungo was just that durable]

[papshooshing]

...No harm no foul. Did you even hear yourself right there?

[ thinks about this for a second, tapping his chin. ]

Someone willingly sat down in a chair that is known to run death like currents through one's body for the sake of science?

Maybe the shitsponge got what they deserved.

[drakenguard]

Jungo Torii is very dim-witted, so it is of no surprise that he would willingly place himself into such a dangerous situation.

[Hey, it was true! Jungo was incredibly slow and, well, dumb. It was no wonder Fumi tricked him into her clutches]

[papshooshing]

Who is really that dumb though? I can't imagine that this Jungo Torii person can be.

[drakenguard]

[Okay, Yamato had to laugh at that because- yes. Yes he really really was. A man who disliked fighting, and was so incredibly simple-minded and vapid...]

Hahaha...! You'd think, wouldn't you? But no. He is not intelligent in the slightest. It is hard to say no to Kanno, anyway.

[papshooshing]

Why? Does she have some sort of mind control shit going for her?

[drakenguard]

No, she is simply... Kanno.

[You just... can't say no to her. The consequences of saying otherwise were...well.]