[Dark World Event] || [Infiltration Plot] || [Closed] || [3/3]

[great_king_of_evil]

Characters: The characters who got recruited to hack the elevator or infiltrate the administrative floors. Look at the tags.
Setting: The Cafeteria-- Then the Elevator and the Administrative Floors.
Format: Action most likely.
Summary: Ganondorf's true plan begins. While the annoying administrators and the heroic heroes are busy dealing with the "Dark World" controlled by Richtofen, Ganondorf and Repliku, Naoya has freedom to hack into the Elevator System and the Team led by Nesir can then use it to infiltrate the lower floors undetected. They will then divide into two teams to cover as much field as possible. Quite obviously this won't end so well.

The official purpose of the mission is to find the Control Room of the tower and the Exit Door mentioned by Ruana long ago, with the ultimate objective being to take over the control room. The truth is that it's a suicide mission with as only purpose to gather intel on the truth and how to take over the tower's control systems.

Warnings: Nearly all characters here are deeply anchored into the Dark Side-- Probably only Ryoji isn't. And the odds to meet one of the administrators while in the lower floors are pretty high, so all the warnings?


Contacted Characters
All characters meant to come will have somehow been contacted and told to come- By either Ganondorf, Naoya, Sephiroth or Nesir. Indeed, each of them will either have been directly contacted in person or will have received a mail in their mailbox (or in their dorm if they have no mailbox just yet).

The transmitted message pretty simple, to come down to the Cafeteria floor, March 5th before mid-day if they have enough of the tower and want to take things in hand personally. There are no particular instructions, except that they must not fear death or the administrators if they decide to the Cafeteria. And obviously, utmost secrecy has to be kept.


• Mingle // Briefing
• Elevator | Team Alpha // Team Omega

Comments

[morituramfides]

[Well. That was admittedly more than he thought! Not much younger than himself, actually.]

Right. Well, an optometrist is the person that makes glasses. Not really that frequent around here.

[culbutiri]

And glasses do be?

[Really to her he seemed to be skipping randomly from topic to topic with no bridging or explanation at all.]

[morituramfides]

More than the folks that make 'em. Since some people need them to see better, they're usually part of the package when we get here if you already had 'em.

[What the hell kind of world didn't have vision problems]

[culbutiri]

[So glasses were specs? Was this what he was trying to tell her, in a very roundabout way.] So you do no be seeing without them?

[Plenty of vision problems, still working on the technology to do anything about them.]

[morituramfides]

Bingo. [He gestured with a screwdriver in a 'you got it' motion before returning the tool to its intended use.]

Not completely blind without 'em, but it's a hassle without 'em.

[culbutiri]

Well it do be a good job you do be having them then.

[morituramfides]

You're telling me.

[He's almost a bit amused at the thought?]

Trust me, you go stumble around dodging cops after midnight once without them, you make extra sure you never do it again.

[culbutiri]

[Blink. Blink.] I can be imagining. [No she can't, she has absolutely no idea what he just said...]

[morituramfides]

[He looks up from his work and just kind of gives her a dead-on stare.]

You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?

[Because you're making it really obvious kiddo.]

[culbutiri]

You should be trying to be using words which actually do be meaning something.

[morituramfides]

They do mean something, where I come from. Not my fault you apparently lived in medieval stasis.

[culbutiri]

No I did no be.

[morituramfides]

Then, insert your reasoning here for not knowing half the stuff from the 20th century?

[culbutiri]

Because in case you did no be getting the message we do all be being from different worlds and there do no be any such thing as a twentieth centuary in mine.

[morituramfides]

Yeah, but most worlds have an equivalent so they know what the hell "glasses" are.

[was this really a conversation he was having goddamn.]

[culbutiri]

Well mine do no be. You do no be having to be being rude about it.

[morituramfides]

Sorry, I don't usually have time for-- [Wait. He shouldn't-- be insulting his allies. Right?]

...Slow people.

[Eh close enough.]

[culbutiri]

[She glared at him] I do no be being slow.

[morituramfides]

You're a bit slow picking up on the more common knowledge around here.

[Uuuunfaaaaazed]

[culbutiri]

[She just glares at him, usually she would argue or punch him but she is practicing being mature today. So she just rolls her eyes and walks away.

Ral would be proud.]