Something Unexpected

[animusmods]

Characters: characters selected to go into the elevator
Setting: the admin levels
Format: any
Summary: The admin elevator has been left open, its destination preprogrammed. Where is it going to take you?
Warnings: general horror warnings for now

The elevator doesn't announce itself when its doors slide open. There's no alarm, no message to be found about it. It sits open and waits for anyone curious enough to enter. There's a barrier on it that locks out anyone without a collar, and it isn't going to stay long, but aside from that there appears to be no security. There's nothing stopping someone--or multiple someones--from climbing into the elevator and going down.

Where's it going? Who knows.

Hub Area
A lounge area with sofas and chairs. It's large enough to hold the entire group, constructed similarly to the dorm rooms, and is connected to five doors.

Door One
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Door Two
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Door Three
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Door Four
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Door Five
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Comments

[hystericull]

[After quite the bathing experience, and quite the long trip down one of the Tower hallways, Gamzee finds himself absentmindedly strolling into the open elevator.]

[The hallway didn't end where it was supposed to end. There was... an extra hole. An extra square of space that wasn't normally there. And being that Gamzee would just keep himself walking until there was a wall forcing him to turn in a certain direction, he hadn't noticed the elevator had been left open until he was already inside.]

The fuck...?

[There were other people in here, too. One of them was jamming the buttons, and that seemed like a pretty fucking good idea. Buttons were bitchin' fun to press, so Gamzee entertained himself with pressing the ones that John had missed in his previous attempt. Although, John had probably done it experimentally, and Gamzee was just doing it for the fuck of it.]

Us bitches goin' on a motherfuckin' field trip today!?

[pushedaround]

Stop pressing the buttons! We might piss off the admins or something !!

[ JSDFG; THIS IS SUCH A HORRIBLE IDEA! Why is everyone in this elevator being so reckless and carefree?!!!!!! For the love of go-

Oh, and now Gamzee is here. Hell no, that won't do. ]

Bro. You need to leave.

[hystericull]

Tch!

[Gamzee clicked his tongue in annoyance, jamming the buttons with more force in a stunning act of immaturity.]

Think you be meaning what you're all the motherfucker who be all needing to get his choice rump outta this box, not fuckin' me.

[Okay, this time he stopped pressing the buttons. He didn't know where this elevator was going, and hell if he was going to let it go down with this boy still inside it.]

Pronto, dog. 'Fore I throw you the fuck out.

[pushedaround]

I was here first!

[ A legit reason, in Tavros' opinion. He will have to squeeze himself between the people, maybe knocking some heads with his horns in the process, but whatever. He stands before Gamzee, looking seriously annoyed. ]

You're leaving this elevator right now. You had enough shit messing with your head, and this won't end pretty.

[hystericull]

[Gamzee's eyebrows flew up so high they almost hit the fucking ceiling. Was Tavros ordering him around?]

I got beef with some bitches what ain't all making themselves easily mother fucking accessible to a brother. This piece of shit creaky barrel of monkeys got itself a good fuckin' chance of takin' me there.

[He wasn't going to raise his voice, but damn if his throat wasn't itching to get a good yell going.]

I ain't got no motherfucking intentions of watchin' you be all in a position to get your danger the fuck on.

[ghostytrainer]

[When is pressing elevator buttons not an amazing idea? Thanks for getting all the ones John and Chandel missed, Gamzee. Because you never know, maybe they just pressed the wrong one. They really should have been more thorough in their button-pressing.]

[Though John has only ever seen Gamzee as a human, it's pretty hard not to recognize the voice and speech pattern. Though without knowing whether or not this Gamzee is nutso or stoned off his ass, John isn't sure whether or not to be happy about this. He grins anyway, hoping against hope that this is the more agreeable version of Gamzee.]

Hehehe, sure looks like it! If the elevator ever moves, that is.

[hystericull]

[You really, really should have been more thorough. But, that's ok, because Gamzee has made sure that absolutely all of the buttons have been pressed at least twenty times, and not gently, either.]

[This particular psychopath was far from stoned, but after being dragged through the proverbial mud, getting killed repeatedly, and exhausting himself dealing with the voices competing for space in his head, he was a little tuckered out.]

[Turning to the human thing with some sort of... whatever the fuck it was, Gamzee lifted his lip in annoyance.]

If it fuckin' don't I be jonesin' to get my motherfuckin' ass all up top this hot box and snap some pulley-strings. Show gotta go the motherfuck on.

[Yeah, that sounded like a good idea. He was up for a ride.]

[ghostytrainer]

[Welp. That answers that. Definitely not the high as a kite version of Gamzee that John knows and misses.]

Errr...that might not be the best idea. The show can't really go on if all the actors die, after all.

[And he's thinking a plunging elevator ride might do that. Just a hunch. WHo knows how deep this elevator shaft goes.]