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towerofanimus2013-02-18 09:52 pm
gradosfinest) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-18 09:52 pm
Prologue: The Fall of Magvel...? [open!]
Characters: Amelia and YOU! Yes you! Right over there!
Setting: The Dorms in general (Beginning in 2-07) and then Floor 1!
Format: Leading off with action brackets but I'm cool with everything!
Summary: A young knight and newcomer to the Tower waking up and trying to wrap her head around everything that's suddenly happening. Give her a poke?
Warnings: Oatmeal. Although no seriously, none that I can think of! I'll keep this updated if something unexpected goes down.
Room 2-07 and the Dorms
[... this was not where she'd fallen asleep. To be fair it was somewhat more comfortable than where she remembered being, given after the battle with Formortis the poor girl had passed out from sheer exhaustion and stone floors were not the most forgiving surface to rest on. But somehow she couldn't shake the feeling she'd missed something. A feeling only reinforced by the strange room she had awoken in, the lack of equipment, the bizarre outfit and collar she was now wearing... something was wrong.
And then she found the letter, the contents of which left her sitting on the side of her bed staring blankly at it for a good several minutes. But... they'd won! There was no way the world could have been destroyed! This had to be some manner of trick... but then how did she end up here? Who brought her here? And for that matter where in blazes was she anyways? After several moments of near panic she began to calm herself back down, discipline beginning to kick back in. Whatever was really happening, she wasn't going to get any answers just sitting here. At least there was a bit of good news to be had upon opening her trunk, although it wasn't all of her equipment simply having some of her armor and her sword back was reassuring in itself. To say nothing of Garm, a reminder that even here, even now she was still a soldier of Grado. A lance would have been nice too, but alas there was none to be seen here. All the same as soon as her equipment was in order, it was time to explore a little. Someone else from home had to be here somewhere... right? Perhaps in another room? It seemed excessive given the lack of danger at the moment, but even exploring the halls she'd keep her sword on her belt and Garm slung over a shoulder. Just having them would help keep her calm, she thought.
Perhaps one of her new roommates drops in while she's going over her equipment? Or maybe somebody runs into her as she's exploring the dorm hallways?]
Floor 01:
[Alright this was going nowhere fast. And honestly it had been long enough since she could recall having a decent meal that her distress at being unable to find her comrades wasn't going to stop her from craving a hot meal. And honestly the more she thought about it, the more a delicious hot meal seemed like it'd help calm her nerves somewhat. Yeah, that sounded good.
And it was not good. Now she found herself seated in the cafeteria with a bowl of oatmeal, her sword and axe placed for the moment upon the table as she poked at the oatmeal a few times before taking a single bite. Yep, not great. Not the worst thing she'd ever eaten but tasty it was not. And while she was too polite to complain about it openly the look on her face pretty much said it all. Honestly this seemed downright petty compared to everything earlier, but it was kind of like taking one extra kick in the ribs after losing a major battle. If nothing else this gave the young knight some time to think though, contemplate on what had happened and the potential fate of her world and her friends while gazing off at nothing in particular... and occasionally muse over all the ways this oatmeal could be so much better. Regardless, sooner or later she's going to have to start approaching people. Maybe somebody else knows more about this... and deep down just having a few people to talk to right about now would be nice. At least the tower seems fairly safe for the moment, if far larger than she first expected.
Not an illusion she's likely to have for long.]
Setting: The Dorms in general (Beginning in 2-07) and then Floor 1!
Format: Leading off with action brackets but I'm cool with everything!
Summary: A young knight and newcomer to the Tower waking up and trying to wrap her head around everything that's suddenly happening. Give her a poke?
Warnings: Oatmeal. Although no seriously, none that I can think of! I'll keep this updated if something unexpected goes down.
Room 2-07 and the Dorms
[... this was not where she'd fallen asleep. To be fair it was somewhat more comfortable than where she remembered being, given after the battle with Formortis the poor girl had passed out from sheer exhaustion and stone floors were not the most forgiving surface to rest on. But somehow she couldn't shake the feeling she'd missed something. A feeling only reinforced by the strange room she had awoken in, the lack of equipment, the bizarre outfit and collar she was now wearing... something was wrong.
And then she found the letter, the contents of which left her sitting on the side of her bed staring blankly at it for a good several minutes. But... they'd won! There was no way the world could have been destroyed! This had to be some manner of trick... but then how did she end up here? Who brought her here? And for that matter where in blazes was she anyways? After several moments of near panic she began to calm herself back down, discipline beginning to kick back in. Whatever was really happening, she wasn't going to get any answers just sitting here. At least there was a bit of good news to be had upon opening her trunk, although it wasn't all of her equipment simply having some of her armor and her sword back was reassuring in itself. To say nothing of Garm, a reminder that even here, even now she was still a soldier of Grado. A lance would have been nice too, but alas there was none to be seen here. All the same as soon as her equipment was in order, it was time to explore a little. Someone else from home had to be here somewhere... right? Perhaps in another room? It seemed excessive given the lack of danger at the moment, but even exploring the halls she'd keep her sword on her belt and Garm slung over a shoulder. Just having them would help keep her calm, she thought.
Perhaps one of her new roommates drops in while she's going over her equipment? Or maybe somebody runs into her as she's exploring the dorm hallways?]
Floor 01:
[Alright this was going nowhere fast. And honestly it had been long enough since she could recall having a decent meal that her distress at being unable to find her comrades wasn't going to stop her from craving a hot meal. And honestly the more she thought about it, the more a delicious hot meal seemed like it'd help calm her nerves somewhat. Yeah, that sounded good.
And it was not good. Now she found herself seated in the cafeteria with a bowl of oatmeal, her sword and axe placed for the moment upon the table as she poked at the oatmeal a few times before taking a single bite. Yep, not great. Not the worst thing she'd ever eaten but tasty it was not. And while she was too polite to complain about it openly the look on her face pretty much said it all. Honestly this seemed downright petty compared to everything earlier, but it was kind of like taking one extra kick in the ribs after losing a major battle. If nothing else this gave the young knight some time to think though, contemplate on what had happened and the potential fate of her world and her friends while gazing off at nothing in particular... and occasionally muse over all the ways this oatmeal could be so much better. Regardless, sooner or later she's going to have to start approaching people. Maybe somebody else knows more about this... and deep down just having a few people to talk to right about now would be nice. At least the tower seems fairly safe for the moment, if far larger than she first expected.
Not an illusion she's likely to have for long.]
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But when his attention turns to the bowl in front of her she finds herself pulling the bowl ever so slightly closer, not that she isn't willing to share normally... but he just ate several times more food than she's ever seen one person eat at once and frankly she's pretty hungry herself.]
Err... yeah I am, mister...? [But that's no reason not to be polite and ask for his name!]
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"Ah~, Monkey D. Luffy. I'm the man who's gonna' be the Pirate King! Pleased ta' meetcha'!"
[He said it in such a way that assumed she knew about the pirate hierarchy. He knew nothing of "different worlds" or "alternative realities", for that matter he hadn't really been able to read the provided letters he was given when he awoke a few days ago. But that's no matter at the moment!
Happily looking about the rest of the cafeteria with curious eyes, Luffy arose from his seat and slapped his hands upon the table top.]
"Well, don't waste any of it, yeah? Foods hard to come by on the sea!
Now, where can I get more? Do you think they have any meat here? I'm starving!"
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Y- yeah I don't really plan to uhh... did you say the sea? I don't think we're out on the sea... are we?
[Come to think of it she had absolutely no clue where this tower actually was, so strictly speaking it wasn't an impossibility. Then again he sounded just as new as she was, so maybe it had something to do with his home?
I'm not sure what they've got really, I just got here a few hours ago.
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"You're new too, huh? It sucks pretty bad to be here, right? I thought I was going to starve to death the second I woke up! Ha ha!"
[His arm stretched out across the room, nabbing a spare plate of eggs that had been resting upon the serving unit. Once his arm retracted, he brought the plate to his mouth with enough time for Amelia to see the eggs slide down his throat before the plate fell upon the table top.]
"The food ain't too bad here. You should eat as much as you can, yeah? Ohterwise you won't have any energy to get around!"
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Right?]
Err... excuse me sir, I don't mean to offend or anything. But... did your arm just stretch out? That wasn't just me was it?
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"Huh..?"
[Luffy then turns to his limbs, laughing loudly as he brought a hand to his mouth. Hooking the inside of his cheek like a fishing lure, Luffy pulled his face out to display the nature of his powers. He got a good two feet of pull from his cheek, his mouth hanging open from the side.]
"Oh yeah! I ate the Gum-Gum fruit, so my body is made of rubber now!"