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towerofanimus2013-02-14 10:51 am
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OO7 >> Valentines's Day is not a holiday he cares for alright
Characters: Hidetoshi, and EVERYONE IN THE TOWER! Open to visiting String!characters as well. If you want to interact with him during your stay, this is the place to do it.
Setting: Various (floors 81, 1, 74 and 100) set throughout the week, including the three-day event.
Format: Stating with actionspam but whatever you chose to respond with is fine.
Summary: Hidetoshi is unaffected by the event, and more concerned with his own affairs and the new factor of the batch of newcomers that had no collars, sent with a mission by someone named Philemon than the minor issue of who's hooking up with/harassing who under the influence of the administration's experiment.
Warnings: Nothing so far, but I will add a warning accordingly if that changes.
[ SCENARIO A || FLOOR EIGHTY-ONE ]
[ It's an excellent thing that Hidetoshi has never had any issues with heights as long as there is some stable barrier between him and the fall, because he's seated on the carpet near the portion of the floor that bulges out. Outside the windows, there's only the stars visible and the stratosphere, and dizzyingly far below, the clouds and the world fogged over in a gray haze that conceals any hint of the geography or land masses. The teenager doesn't have a stack of books from the library with him for once: he only has two or three volumes with him to read and they seem to be on... irish mythology? Oh, and one book on more obscure greco-roman mythos. The parcel of notes he had taken during the administration's Q&A session are piled beside him.
He's got a mug of coffee from the cafeteria however. Curse his older self for having developed a taste for it.
The newest of the assorted lounge is pleasantly quiet. Go ahead and disrupt that quiet if you want to. ]
[ SCENARIO B || FLOOR ONE HUNDRED ]
[ —It's a classroom, that what this floor has selected to taunt him with. Quite a nice one too, swept clean of any debris or dust and a well-stocked bookshelf on one side of the blackboard and a billboard with papers stapled to it set on the other side, a projector placed on top of it. There's a big screen television in the corner, the screen itself blank and black. Various student council projects, ones he already recalls having seen finished, are laid out on the tables arranged in a U formation. The folding chairs are empty of students, and the sunlight coming through the windows can deceive you into thinking it's a warm summer evening, heavy and still with heat.
It seems dusty and empty in here, like nobody's been around for awhile.
The clock on the wall ticks quietly.
Hidetoshi stands by the window, careful to touch none of the holograms and staring blankly at the illusion of school grounds that can be seen outside of it, and beyond the gates, the city of Tatsumi Port. He seems more annoyed than anything. ]
... Tch.
[ SCENARIO B || FLOOR SEVENTY-FOUR ]
[ The teenager walked cautiously, bathed in the cavernous darkness of this floor and the shimmering blue glow rippling through it, listening to the murmur of clear water running over stone and dripping from stalagmites, and kept close to the entrance, in no mood to have to run away from the lurking monsters again. The reaches of the giant, vaulted chamber were nowhere near silent; what was heard was the noises of creatures that crept and crawled and slunk and hunted and dwelt within its darkness, and the sound of Hidetoshi's footsteps crunching on the slippery sands, and the echoing of noise through winding tunnels. His aimless exploration of the newly added on levels had brought him here.
It's pretty to look at, if nothing else. He can appreciate the beauty even if the beauty was just an another illusion.
The walls echoed with the sound of underground. ]
Setting: Various (floors 81, 1, 74 and 100) set throughout the week, including the three-day event.
Format: Stating with actionspam but whatever you chose to respond with is fine.
Summary: Hidetoshi is unaffected by the event, and more concerned with his own affairs and the new factor of the batch of newcomers that had no collars, sent with a mission by someone named Philemon than the minor issue of who's hooking up with/harassing who under the influence of the administration's experiment.
Warnings: Nothing so far, but I will add a warning accordingly if that changes.
[ SCENARIO A || FLOOR EIGHTY-ONE ]
[ It's an excellent thing that Hidetoshi has never had any issues with heights as long as there is some stable barrier between him and the fall, because he's seated on the carpet near the portion of the floor that bulges out. Outside the windows, there's only the stars visible and the stratosphere, and dizzyingly far below, the clouds and the world fogged over in a gray haze that conceals any hint of the geography or land masses. The teenager doesn't have a stack of books from the library with him for once: he only has two or three volumes with him to read and they seem to be on... irish mythology? Oh, and one book on more obscure greco-roman mythos. The parcel of notes he had taken during the administration's Q&A session are piled beside him.
He's got a mug of coffee from the cafeteria however. Curse his older self for having developed a taste for it.
The newest of the assorted lounge is pleasantly quiet. Go ahead and disrupt that quiet if you want to. ]
[ SCENARIO B || FLOOR ONE HUNDRED ]
[ —It's a classroom, that what this floor has selected to taunt him with. Quite a nice one too, swept clean of any debris or dust and a well-stocked bookshelf on one side of the blackboard and a billboard with papers stapled to it set on the other side, a projector placed on top of it. There's a big screen television in the corner, the screen itself blank and black. Various student council projects, ones he already recalls having seen finished, are laid out on the tables arranged in a U formation. The folding chairs are empty of students, and the sunlight coming through the windows can deceive you into thinking it's a warm summer evening, heavy and still with heat.
It seems dusty and empty in here, like nobody's been around for awhile.
The clock on the wall ticks quietly.
Hidetoshi stands by the window, careful to touch none of the holograms and staring blankly at the illusion of school grounds that can be seen outside of it, and beyond the gates, the city of Tatsumi Port. He seems more annoyed than anything. ]
... Tch.
[ SCENARIO B || FLOOR SEVENTY-FOUR ]
[ The teenager walked cautiously, bathed in the cavernous darkness of this floor and the shimmering blue glow rippling through it, listening to the murmur of clear water running over stone and dripping from stalagmites, and kept close to the entrance, in no mood to have to run away from the lurking monsters again. The reaches of the giant, vaulted chamber were nowhere near silent; what was heard was the noises of creatures that crept and crawled and slunk and hunted and dwelt within its darkness, and the sound of Hidetoshi's footsteps crunching on the slippery sands, and the echoing of noise through winding tunnels. His aimless exploration of the newly added on levels had brought him here.
It's pretty to look at, if nothing else. He can appreciate the beauty even if the beauty was just an another illusion.
The walls echoed with the sound of underground. ]
Floor 81
Someone of Allen's caliber?Hidetoshi would probably not buy the cover story, considering the disproportional number of 'people whose appearance doesn't match up with their actual age' to 'normal people who look their age' he has met in this Tower. Thoughtfully;]It's an unfortunate state of affairs, but it's difficult to prevent that erosion from occurring, isn't it?
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..It is difficult..but it is not impossible, for some, depending on their situation.
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Mm. I suppose.
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..Of course, that is just my personal opinion. By the way..what is your name, if you don't mind my asking?
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Ah, that's right, where are my manners? I'm Hidetoshi Odagiri. And you are... ?
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quite a strange name this guy's got. he's not gonna offer any commentary on it though.]
It's a pleasure to meet you as well, chaos.
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Oh, the pleasure is all mine.
[chaos then smiled.]
Pardon my asking, but why are you reading Irish and Greek mythological stories?
Floor 81
Hm, these?
[I had a persona named after a greek god, and I miss it weirdly enough and am attempting to see if there is any weird mental symbology in that, not that he says that aloud.]
An attempt to understand someone else's background.
Floor 81
I see..I wish you luck then. Hopefully you will be able to understand them with those books. Perhaps you will be able to understand yourself as well.
[He read that loud and clear, Hidetoshi.]
Floor 81
[Hidetoshi blinked, slowly.]
... Excuse me?
[What was the last portion of that sentence? If chaos was a mind-reader, he would prefer him keeping the heck out of his mind.]
Floor 81
When someone attempts to understand others, they often find that they are better able to understand and improve themselves as a result. Perhaps that will happen to you as well.
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Ah, I misinterpreted that the first time you said it. I see however, that's a logical conclusion to reach, chaos-san.
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It is alright. I can see how you might have painted that incident in a different light. However, the situation that I described does happen.
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Yes, it can happen. In this case, I am merely curious to learn a little more.
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But discussion was fine.]
Hmm. Thanks for the offer. [Thoughtfully;] ... Under what circumstances do you think love could be a falsehood?
Floor 81
Stockholm Syndrome could set in, a curse could be used, someone could be forced to love someone to avoid something..
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But what if love is born out of a curse, and both sides treat it as genuine, though reckless love? If it's brought about by artificial means, is it false?
[Diarmuid's wistful description of his wife and children had certainly matched with the events in the myth, and yet... He had obviously loved them and believed his wife's love to be honest.]
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However..if love is born out of a curse and both parties accept it..than I do not think that it is entirely false, as some genuine love has to be brought in from the other lover. And, if the person is unaware of the curse, their love might be impossible to tell from a genuine love.
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[Considering that!]
Perhaps it was false in the beginning on one person's end, and the illusion of love grew from there? Relationships can be based on a lie, after all. A mixture of a deception and reality... [He. pretty sure that the lady knew about the curse because it doesn't seem like Diarmuid went out of his way to hide it. Probably even told them about it to make them go away and not get hurt.] Hn. Thank you for giving me your honest input on this.
Floor 81
However..if one knows that one might be being deceived and doesn't care, then the illusion might become reality. And you are welcome. I am always happy to help.
Floor 81
The lovers lost many things for the illusion. [He inclined his head politely when chaos said, 'you're welcome.'] But maybe they found happiness together. Being acted upon by devices outside ones' own mind... It's hard to tell the difference between a falsehood and the actual truth.
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So the question is: was the happiness of an illusion that had became reality through both loss and years worth the sorrow of such an ending?
Hidetoshi nodded.] Not a bad conclusion to reach.
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