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towerofanimus2013-02-28 12:00 pm
true_noir) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-28 12:00 pm
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Checking In (Closed)
Characters: Chloe and Kirika
Setting: Kirika's assigned Room
Format: Action-spam unless Kirika wants prose
Summary: The interlopers she had gone to ground to avoid were gone, and the tower settled to something bordering on stability. It was time to verify if something had been taken away or not.
Warnings: Creepy talk, but likely nothing serious.
[Feferi's post had been revelatory. Chloe had spent the last weeks going to ground, avoiding strange sensations, stranger places and occasionally disappearing to handle odd jobs. She'd done what she could to stay off the radar and away from the strangers en masse in the tower. Too much newness was ... problematic.
However, things were calmer to an extent. And, in the wake of the latest two posts to the network and Feferi's words, it seemed prudent to check on something. Nothing in what Feferi had said phased her. None of this changed anything. She was dead in her world, and quite certain Altena was dead as well. Kirika, or a Kirika at least, was here. All of the cosmos could burn with those truths known. Perhaps a few from Atia would have been ... desirable to see again, but given what she saw, she was not sure that the island was not still intact, bound to another of these squabbling, bickering godlings with delusions of 'helping.'
Was her world destroyed as Nyarlathotep's banter hinted? She didn't know, and it did not matter. Perhaps opposing these administrators would be good and helpful, but likely not for now. In the meantime, she wanted to verify only one thing as she rapped gently at the doorframe near Kirika's assigned room.
Was she still here?]
Setting: Kirika's assigned Room
Format: Action-spam unless Kirika wants prose
Summary: The interlopers she had gone to ground to avoid were gone, and the tower settled to something bordering on stability. It was time to verify if something had been taken away or not.
Warnings: Creepy talk, but likely nothing serious.
[Feferi's post had been revelatory. Chloe had spent the last weeks going to ground, avoiding strange sensations, stranger places and occasionally disappearing to handle odd jobs. She'd done what she could to stay off the radar and away from the strangers en masse in the tower. Too much newness was ... problematic.
However, things were calmer to an extent. And, in the wake of the latest two posts to the network and Feferi's words, it seemed prudent to check on something. Nothing in what Feferi had said phased her. None of this changed anything. She was dead in her world, and quite certain Altena was dead as well. Kirika, or a Kirika at least, was here. All of the cosmos could burn with those truths known. Perhaps a few from Atia would have been ... desirable to see again, but given what she saw, she was not sure that the island was not still intact, bound to another of these squabbling, bickering godlings with delusions of 'helping.'
Was her world destroyed as Nyarlathotep's banter hinted? She didn't know, and it did not matter. Perhaps opposing these administrators would be good and helpful, but likely not for now. In the meantime, she wanted to verify only one thing as she rapped gently at the doorframe near Kirika's assigned room.
Was she still here?]
hmm pros or actions.... /thinks really hard
Now as the event came to a close, more secrets of the tower seeped in. To be frank, it didn't bother Kirika to know they took her soul and formed a new body for her. Instead, it made more sense on how this tower controls people. At first, she thought it was the collars like anyone else. The last place had used this method as well. Now the collar felt for a different purpose, but for what? Kirika had a couple ideas.
When her assigned room was empty, she reached in her trunk and pulled out a black collar with numbers printed on the outside of it. Kirika laid down in bed with her back facing the door. At the moment, she wasn't aware of Chloe presence. Her eyes only focused on the collar as her mind wondered. How many more truth and lies were there?]
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Still, it was a connection, and not something she wished gone so easily.]
Kirika.
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The black collar remained on one hand visible.]
Chloe.
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No... no, not yet.]
You are looking well enough, considering the last few weeks.
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Mhm, you weren't caught during the tower's ordeal either... were you?
[It didn't sound as if Chloe was, but she had to be sure.]
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[She shrugged. She had far less desire to oppose the administrators than the others. They were more vicious than Atia had been, but she saw no reason to directly strike them, not yet.
What was a little suffering between friends?]
I ... simply ran into a few afflicted individuals is all. I've suffered worse things.
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[She simply responded honestly. Kirika had her own run, that was about it. As for the posts, they did answer some questions. It seemed accurate if it had shaken the people within the tower.]
It's nothing than what the administrators can do.
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I am not sure why people assume that what the beast roared at them over the network is true. Monsters make claims like that quite freely.
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They're no better than the Consortium.
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[How she said that had a faint tone of possessiveness to it. It was as if she were saying that she was Kirika to her, even if she had not actually done the things Kirika did, and furthermore, that she still considered her hers, though she was trying to behave...
A little.]
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They made me and everyone else for their experiments.
[Simple as that. Which would explain she really did died before she came to this tower.]
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So... they are both the ones that I have to thank for giving you to me in the first place, and at the same time the ones responsible for hurting you?
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Hei...
Mentioned termination.
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I was terminated.
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[She leaned back and looked up at the roof of the room.]
I do not think I can forgive your creators, even if I am... glad to see you again.
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Even if I am a copy, I always wanted to meet you, and I finally did. [She looked up.] And the people who brought you back before?
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A goddess of sex and her kin. I came to serve the master of the dead there. We were ... toys to them, though their games were different than those here.
I... wanted to see you as well, though I confess that I have not always wanted to for reasons you might consider kind. I... do not like to share, Kirika. You should know this.
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[Referring to both. Although she had an idea, she had to ask.]
How different? Did you had a choice?
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But no, we did not always have a choice. Sometimes it was aphrodisiacs, the sort of thing that could be avoided. Sometimes she altered our memories.
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Sympathy? For me? ...that really is touching. Honestly, for all the bluster it was not so bad as long as my mind was my own, though there were...
[She shuddered, and her eyes widened, a memory coming back unbidden of the trees... of Demeter. It made her lip curl.]
Most of it was not so bad. It was a little strange to need to, though... to have sex or choke to death. It became addictive.