You're on a distant shore.

[whip_my_hair]

Characters: Minatsuki Takami and anyone heroic or gullible? Or just anyone in general ♥
Setting: Room 2-19, or the cafeteria
Format: Whatever you'd like!
Summary: Precious bby tries to adjust to mean tower life.
Warnings: Minatsuki is a liar. She's manipulative, sadistic, and just... pretty horrible. So befriending her now could lead to your character being attacked and abused(physically or mentally) in the future. It's also possible there could be violence in here. There IS foul language! Aaaaand finally moeblobs could be annoying too.



[2-19]

Had her roommates been watching her, they might have seen a small sampling of her rage displayed on her face for mere seconds upon waking up in her dorm. Minatsuki sprang to life once the sleep paralysis was lifted. She clutched her chest and stared into the darkness of the room before she realized she wasn't in G-ward anymore. Everything was unfamiliar, so her expression quickly became neutral... Until she found that letter.

"No... It can't be."

Her voice was quiet, and her words were barely pushed out over her silent, shuddering sobs. Tears streamed down her face, and she crumpled the letter and pressed it to the front of her bodysuit while she cried. Of course, she really felt nothing, but she could see the forms of other people in the beds around her, and who knew if they too had just woken up in this room. Dimly, she wondered what had become of her brother, if what the letter said was true, but she supposed it didn't really matter. It wasn't like he really gave a shit anymore.

[cafeteria]

Later, after overhearing an explanation of the oatmeal rule, Minatsuki sat alone in the cafeteria. She might have found the rule dull, but complying was always good for her image. So she had eaten the entire bowl of oatmeal she was given, as gross as it was. After she was finished, she pushed the bowl away and covered her face with her hands, obviously overcome with emotion about being alone in a strange place... She sobbed quietly into her hands, sputtering an apology at anyone who came close or acknowledged her.

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[whip_my_hair]

That face.... Was exactly the one she had been waiting for! It took all her strength to stay composed. She had to string the situation along for as long as she could hold it all in. She looked up, her eyes pleading, and held the letter up meekly.

"Is it t-true?"

[faithstaynight]

"It's... hard to say," Ruler was a stubborn one and refused to believe that their worlds were gone. But after having to calm down both Francis and Francisca after they were briefly returned to their worlds... well. That had put a dent in her denial.

"Some people refuse to believe that it's true. Our captors are far from the helpful saviors the letters seem to make them out to be, so that could just be a lie to make us feel grateful towards them."

[whip_my_hair]

"So... they don't really want to he-help? What do they want?"

She lowered the letter she had been displaying, and stared down at it worriedly. She had figured it would be some idiotic scenario like that. Either they all really had been saved, and were expected to do something in return... Or it was the same deal as wonderland on an even bigger scale.

But, she didn't even really care. As long as she could make herself comfortable, and keep entertained, it didn't matter.

[faithstaynight]

"I am uncertain what it is exactly that they want. But their intentions, I know for certain, are not pure at all."

A little ominous, and something that might just hurt more than help to the new arrivals, but Ruler can't afford to let people be deluded in this tower. The quicker you learn the dangers, the quicker you can be on your guard.

"They say they want to help us, yet they subject us to experiments or horrible games on a monthly basis."

[whip_my_hair]

"It's really d-dangerous here, huh?"

It didn't sound any worse than what she lived in before arriving. But still, she needed more information.

"What kind of experiments...?"

[faithstaynight]

"Very. But there is no shortage of people who wish to help or fight the monsters and such in this tower, so you need only ask for help and someone will come to your aid."

That certainly was one mistake of the administrators, bringing in so many hero types so willing to stand up to them...

"It... varies, but mostly all of them are horrible in some way." She scowls slightly as she recalls the memories of past horrors in the tower. "There was an incident where the administrators... swapped the bodies of the residents. Our minds stayed the same initially, but we were forced into another's body, and said body tried to reject the switch and cause extreme pain."

Ugh, that wasn't a pleasant memory. Not because of the pain, but because of what that bastard Lancer had done while in her body...

"More recently, there was a short time where people seemed to... somehow age. They grew older and acted as if they had been in the tower for many more years than they've been in currently."