Maka Albarn (
the_word_is) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-04-07 07:18 pm
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Characters: Maka Albarn and you
Setting: Room 2-19 and around the tower (pick a floor)
Format: Actionspam but I can switch to prose if you want
Summary: Maka's exploring the tower. She's not amused.
Warnings: Cursing probably. Also, if you could fill this permissions post that would be great!
[Maka wakes up, expecting her bedroom with the sun shining through the windows and Blair curled up next to her, but instead getting the panic of sleep paralysis and the weird disorientation of waking up in a completely new room.]
[First, Maka goes to eat breakfast. Oatmeal, which is gross and kind of makes her want to throw up. She's got no interest in trying to mess around with the communication terminals, so she starts trying to figure out how the layout of this tower works. The half-hour ride down from the dorms to the cafeteria gave her an idea of just how big the place is, but somehow she didn't didn't really get it. It's huge, and every floor is weirder than the one before it.]
Setting: Room 2-19 and around the tower (pick a floor)
Format: Actionspam but I can switch to prose if you want
Summary: Maka's exploring the tower. She's not amused.
Warnings: Cursing probably. Also, if you could fill this permissions post that would be great!
[Maka wakes up, expecting her bedroom with the sun shining through the windows and Blair curled up next to her, but instead getting the panic of sleep paralysis and the weird disorientation of waking up in a completely new room.]
[First, Maka goes to eat breakfast. Oatmeal, which is gross and kind of makes her want to throw up. She's got no interest in trying to mess around with the communication terminals, so she starts trying to figure out how the layout of this tower works. The half-hour ride down from the dorms to the cafeteria gave her an idea of just how big the place is, but somehow she didn't didn't really get it. It's huge, and every floor is weirder than the one before it.]

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The elevator stops, and the door opens.]
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