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
???

Comments

[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.]