towerofanimus | [ 001 ]

Characters: Czeslaw Meyer and YOU.
Setting: Room 3-08 and floors 1, 5, 14 & 22
Format: Starting with action, but I'll follow your lead!
Summary: Czes wakes up, is overjoyed to learn that his world has been destroyed and proceeds to explore the tower!
Warnings: Being Czeslaw is suffering. There's a bit of blood and gore in the first cut and more will likely be present in the comments. I'll update this as needed.

Room 3-08

[The last thing Czes remembered was being dragged along the train tracks and getting his limbs shaved off one at a time. He lost consciousness a little bit after he'd been secured to the underside of the train. So when he woke up it wasn't the sleep paralysis that got his attention -- he didn't expect to be able to move, after all. What he noticed was that he was in one piece again and, more importantly, he wasn't on the train anymore.

Correction. He wasn't under the train anymore.

So where was he?

As soon as he's able to move he pulls himself off the bed. Not content in staying in such strange clothing his first priority was to find proper attire. Thankfully, it wasn't difficult to find and minutes later he's dressed and far more comfortable.

Next on the list was the note on the nightstand that caught his eye. He climbs back on the bed, reaching over to grab the paper and carefully unfolding it.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

His world was... gone?]

Wha... what?

Floor One

[Eat the oatmeal, they said. It'll be good for you, they said. You need to eat it if you want to be able to eat anything else.

A half hour later and he was no closer to finishing it. He sits at the table, arms folded over his chest, lip sticking out in a furious pout. There had to be a way around eating this god awful concoction.]

Floor Five

[He must have looked ten times by now. His world. Dead. Destroyed. Gone. He couldn't believe it at first, it seemed so unreal. But... there it was.

Everyone was dead.

Everyone was dead. Everyone who could hurt him was gone. He was safe. He was safe.

He steps away from the viewing station, hiccuping as tears stream down his face. They were all dead.]

Floor Fourteen

[He's been to a movie theater before, but these screens were just... so small in comparison! There was just so much here that he'd never seen before! He wanders around the room with a childlike curiosity -- pressing buttons to see what they do, picking up controllers and remotes and fiddling with them, rifling through the selection of DVDs and video games with a small sense of awe.

There's a good chance he might accidentally shut of the TV, or stop the movie you were so close to the end of, or reset the game you were playing for hours just before you had a chance to save.

Whoops.]

Floor Twenty-Two

[Czes finds himself spending a good deal of time on this floor. There's a surprising amount of artwork that he recognizes lining the walls. It was almost strange to see a little piece of home here.

It's possible to find him simply admiring the artwork. Or you might find him running down the hall screaming in terror. Apparently he ran into some... less tasteful pieces.]

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[he smiles a bit]

Mm, alright.

You got anything that makes you above a regular human, kid? You know, super powers, magic, that whole shebang. I don't really care, but I don't feel like wasting my time giving you warnings that you don't need.

[He quietly shakes his head, giggling a little like he thinks she's joking around with him. Sure he's immortal but like hell was he going to tell her that.]

Well, it'd sure be swell if I did, but only people in stories can do things like that.

[She raises an eyebrow, but shrugs. That's just as well, she wasn't looking forward to trying to remember which floors disable powers anyway.]

So then like, you're probably not a fighter either. Boy, it sure does suck to be you, huh?

[She was about to make a remark about the monsters, but something he said just clicked.]

Wait...swell? Do people still say things like that?

[Granted, it's kind of cute coming from him, but...even so.]

[Ahahaha, if only she knew how accurate that statement was.

He looks incredibly confused when she questions his vocabulary.]

Sure, people say it all the time.

[It takes her a few seconds to catch the implications of that, but when she does she just starts snickering. she doesn't really like this kid, the way his demeanor seems to run on a sliding scale rubs her the wrong way, but this is pretty perfect...]

Oh man, you must be one of those guys from some world that's like, ancient history! Heh, is big sister gonna have to give you lessons about the wonders of modern day technology?

[She's just teasing him, really. Probably.]

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[what is even.... His brows furrow, curious]

Are you saying you're... you're from the future?

[he does seem genuinely excited about this prospect. ]

Sure. Well, probably, anyway. When I left it was 2011.

That's... [one second pretending to do math in his head like he hasn't figured it out already] that's 70 years from now!

Jeez. You're like an old man from where I'm standing, y'know.

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But I'm only ten!

[czes you've been ten for two hundred years shush. ]

That's fine, 'cause I can tell you're an old man at heart. I bet you complain about kids and ramble on about the way things used to be all the time.

Wha-

I am not!

[yes you are. ]

Heh. Don't try to hide it. There's nothing but old timers in this joint, so I've learned how to spot 'em right away!

[she's really just messing with him, though.]

[oh my gosh ALL OF THE POUTING]

Well if I'm so old then what happened to respecting your elders? I have to be really nice to people who are older than me!

Haah? Aren't you like, seriously misunderstanding something? There's no way I'd become allies with a person like that, who's only achievement is living. That just makes sense, 'cause a person like that will definitely just get in the way.

[She flashes a cocky grin.]

There's an easy solution to your problem too, y'know. Rather than worrying about the feelings of people like that, you oughta just drop the polite act and just start telling people to hit the road when they piss you off.

[kyoko stop this is terrible advice.]

But that would be really rude and I'd get in trouble...

Huh? If they try to mess with you, you can just push 'em down the stairs or whatever.

But I don't want to hurt anyone!

[liar]

So then like, learn to.

[because it's really that easy.]

Why would I want to? That's... That's just mean!

Didn't I just like, have to smack some sense into you 'cause you were planning on doing something like that?

Edited 2013-03-08 19:55 (UTC)

I wasn't going to push anyone down the stairs!

Nah, I'm sure you had something much worse in mind.

I didn't! I was just trying to think of a way to stop something like that from happening again...

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