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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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?

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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...

Because you're worried it's gonna being made an example of on screen.

[She was and even still is, honestly.]

And of course, the easiest way to prevent that is to completely destroy her. I'm sure you were thinking something like that.

[he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. His silence should be enough of an answer. ]

Heh. Don't underestimate me. Neither of us could be called trustworthy, so I'm not gonna waste time asking you to do something like be completely honest with me.

[She rocks back in her chair, hands behind her head.]

But y'know, since our interests coincidentally match, it wouldn't hurt to show a bit more of the cards that you hold.

[He looks a little sad at being called untrustworthy, but doesnt argue it.

He had to pick up the slack. Can't let this place make him slip up, after all. ]

If I had any to show I would. I'm not really strong, but I... I guess I'm kind of smart? Smarter than most other kids my age anyway.

So what you're saying is that you have nothing to contribute to your own cause. [She lets out a sigh.] Really, that's the same as saying that you're a headstrong idiot who'll just get in everyone's way, isn't it?

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I'm not an idiot!

And I know how to take care of myself. I won't get in anyone's way.

Edited 2013-03-08 21:37 (UTC)

Didn't you just say you're a completely average kid in every way?

Edited 2013-03-08 21:50 (UTC)

That doesn't mean I don't know how to look after myself.

[Sigh. You don't know when to give up, do you?]

Fine. You can do what billions of people do every day. Go ahead and pat yourself on the back, I don't care. But if you can't offer anything more than that, then you're still pretty worthless. Might as well just sit back and wait for your collar to break, y'know.

You don't have to be so mean about it...

That's because it's true. If you're gonna label yourself as being helpless while saying suspicious things, of course others are gonna look down their nose on you. That's normal, isn't it? Only a total idiot would be willing to let themselves be dragged down by a stranger, y'know.

[She rolls her eyes.]

Even the ones who say they'll help you, y'know, those idiots who preach about things like love and helping others, stroking their own ego with claims of kindness...when things actually start to become inconvenient for them, they'll just spit at you. That's just how it works, y'know.

[He looks unsure, but he's hesitant to argue with her. She'd probably just yell at him more and honestly he was pretty done with that.

Besides, he knows damn well that's how the world works and if she's looking closely she may just see that sadness in his eyes.]

[She reaches over the table to flick his forehead.]

Oi. Don't look so serious. All I'm saying is that you should find a better way to sell yourself. People are useless, here more than you're used to, but sometimes you can find useful allies. People who you're on even footing with. Even a mean person like me was able to find a couple girls like that, so you should be able to.

[never gonna get over being called mean tho.]

[Well to be fair, you are kind of being a mean jerkface, Kyoko.

ANYWAY.

That serious look? GONE. He pouts something fierce, rubbing his forehead.]

What was that for?

[she's the nicest person here tbh.]

You dropped your guard again.

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