eleventh prayer

[prayed]

Characters: Kyoko Sakura, Czeslaw Meyer, Mami Tomoe, & open.
Setting: Floor Twenty-Five (closed,) Floor Forty-Five (closed), Staircase, Floor Forty-Eight, Floor Eighty-One, Floor One
Format: action, will match.
Summary: Kyoko has been turned into a humanized Witch and droned to boot! She deals with this by wandering around and stuffing her face.
Warnings: Kyoko has been droned. The full details on that are here, but the short version is: body horror, mentions of surgery and brainwashing, and likely violence, gore, death. When commenting, please specify whether you would like your character to meet Kyoko while she is droned, malfunctioning or "normal."


Floor Twenty-Five pre-event; closed to Mami Tomoe & Czeslaw Meyer
[Kyoko's still not entirely sure how she ended up babysitting this kid. This boy, who's more of an adult than a child, or so she thinks. Half the time he acts like a child, but sometimes, she can see that there's more to it. Something that's hidden under the surface, just out of reach. Something that she's not quite ready to try and grasp yet.

Although perhaps that's precisely why. He reminds her of herself at as a young girl. A such a young age, taking responsibility, deciding to protect everyone. Being betrayed by a family member; running away, always running, always making mistakes. Hah, even now, she can't stand to see someone else make the same mistakes.

...even so, she didn't think it would end with her piggybacking him up a hundred flights of stairs. She forgets sometimes. How fragile humans are. How easy it is to wear them down and all the easier when they're so young. She walks onto the meadow with him on her back, shaking her head.]

Really, I can't believe you're already tired... [She lets out a slight sigh.] Guess we'll just have to take the elevator.

Floor Forty-Five closed to Naoto Shirogane
[It's starting to get to her. Being trapped in this place, feeling like a stranger inside of her own head. That's what Kyoko wants to tell somebody. It's overwhelming. She can't take it anymore. She can't stand this disgusting body. This putrid place. Being dead would be better than all of this.

But even so, she continues her rounds as her consciousness flickers in and out. She pushes all those thoughts down, focuses entirely on her work (her own work, not the work that they assigned her, of course.) Everything is simple as long as she does that, but there are moments like now, when she stops on a floor, worn down, that the clarify in her mind is almost a little frightening. It feels as though the freedom is weighing her down.

It's a little frightening, but she likes it better that way. She prefers that feeling of having her feet planted firmly in the ground. She likes being able to pretend that she won't blink and find herself in an entirely new location, covered with blood that she doesn't remember spilling.

So she stands in the observatory, stuffing her face full of nutrition bars, tossing wrappers to the ground without any care. It's a slight form of rebellion, a refusal to follow be neat and orderly as they want her to be. It's a slight, petty form of defiance, but she'll take what she can get.

A faceless creature appears in the window and she punches it, successfully knocking it off balance and coming close to knocking it off the tower entirely. For the first time in awhile, she grins before pulling her fist back to finish what she's started.]

Staircase; any floor
[It's like nothing has changed. She makes her rounds, up and down the stairs, every day she does this, and today is no different. Kyoko inspects what she can from the staircase before, seeing nothing of interest, works her way down to the next.

Really, the only thing that's changed is her form. Her entire lower body has been replaced with that of a horse (an unfortunate addition--it makes going up and down the stairs difficult, but not impossible,) the kimono draped over her with shifting patterns. Staring at them is painful, like looking directly at the sun. She's Ophelia, a Witch given human form.

If she were in any state to, she might think of Madoka. Madoka, who had been tortured, fused with a Witch, but she is not. Her mind is blank. She thinks only of her task. Of overlooking the drones, of making sure everything in order. Everything needs to be perfect for the administers.

Even so, if she sees a person, she'll stop to watch them with a blank look on her face--or perhaps, in those rare moments that in control and aware of her actions, she might freeze up like a deer in the headlights, still in the middle of taking another bite out of her nutrition bar.]

Floor Forty-Eight
[She's not entirely sure how she wound up here, not really. She remembers descending the staircase, remembers opening her eyes to take in the graves scattered about, but the exact moment when she decided to come here is lost on her.

She wanders, caught in a daze, her consciousness flickering, taking in the names on the graves. There are some that she recognizes--Mami Tomoe. Madoka Kaname. Kyoko Sakura. How many of them have come and gone? How many more would appear, just to be torn away again? How many more people were going to leave her?

The nutrition bar she's chomping away at has a bitter taste to it.]

Floor Eighty-One
[She's thought it before, but never quite so clearly: this tower is really tall. Stepping onto the glass that bulges out is like walking on the air. Whether one looks up or down or even straight ahead, at this height they're forced to realize how far down the ground is, how far away from everything they are, and with all of that, how far away from home they've been pulled.

It's hard to say if she's thinking any of those things right now, though. She's staring out blankly, her spear in one hand, the other pressed against the glass. It looks like she's zoned out, though perhaps she's just thinking.

Whatever the case, the tip of her spear is beginning to dig along the bottom pane of glass, producing an unpleasant grinding noise.]

Floor One
[Most of those moments that she's still "herself" are spent in the cafeteria and the kitchen--though that's surely no surprise, not to anyone who knows her. She collects nutrition bars, armfuls of them, consumes them at an alarming rate. One might be able to catch her in the kitchen, collecting them as though they were going to disappear the next day, taking large bites even as she does so.

Or they might find her wandering through the kitchen, bumping into things more than she should--perhaps even into your table (although, of course, she'll glare at you after doing so.) This body is more difficult to maneuver.]

Comments

Floor 1

[yougotthatwrong]

...

[There's just silence as Kyoko might notice a kid looking at her in some kind of shock as he just left his mouth hanging halfway open throughout the process of shoving down a nutrition bar before heading out to the library to do his research amidst all the mess that's going on.

...]

...Uh.

[Well. This is... awkward.]

[prayed]

[She returns his stare, although it's more of a glare than anything, before she snaps at him,]

What are you looking at?

[yougotthatwrong]

[There's a nervous laughter as he scratched the back of his head.]

You look... different, today.

[Of course, that's after swallowing his own nutritional bar.]

[prayed]

You think?

[She snaps, apparently a bit sensitive about her body, but shakes her head. She's almost shaking with anger as she continues, although it's likely not directed at Makoto.]

That's 'cause I've spent the last God-only-knows how long getting cut up by the tower's mad scientist.

[yougotthatwrong]

...Wait, you're aware of it?

[There's just this look of disbelief on his face, considering the modifications were generally done when they're... you know.

Dead.]

[bytheirhand]

[He mumbles sleepily, rubbing at his eyes.]

Sorry... It's a long way to walk.

Hopefully this is ok!!

[carabina]

[ It would be a bit of a lie to say that Mami wasn't expecting anyone to visit the meadow. After all, for the most part it was a safe haven for everyone in the tower. It was no problem; after all, she enjoyed the company. She wasn't exactly expecting Kyoko to be here, however. But no matter, it was always a treat to see her.

So once she hears her friend's voice, she turns to look, greeting her with a smile which is soon replaced with a confused look. Huh, there was someone else by her side. It wasn't too strange, yet at the same time it was a bit of a surprise. ]

Hello, Kyoko. [ She gives her friend a nod and a smile before giving a nod to the young boy next to her. ]

[prayed]

Yo, Mami.

[She notes the look of confusion, chuckles and shakes her head, a grin on her face.]

Yeah, I know. There's no one around who wants to claim him, so I got stuck on babysitting duty.

[A slight shrug.]

This guy's name's Czeslaw. He's a compulsive liar, so don't believe a word of what he says.

[She's just teasing him a bit, really.]

[bytheirhand]

H-hey, I am not!

[Actually he kind of is, but that's besides the point.

Still, he smiles politely at her.]

It's nice to meet you, miss!

Floor 81

[lightofhumanity]

[Once again, chaos had chosen to come up here to view the stars, and once again, he found someone that the Administrators had mutilated. It was even worse here..this person's consciousness-their soul-had already been in worked on by something other than the Administrators. This..was just insult to injury now, and it was horrible. As he walked into the lounge, he ignored the grinding noise, and any smile he might have usually worn was gone.]

..So, the Administrators have experimented on you as well.

[prayed]

[The sound of another person's voice snaps her out of her reverie. Her immediate reaction is to spin around, the tip of her spear pointed at chaos.

She lets out a slight sigh as she lowers it, nodding to confirm his statement. She looks as worn as he does.]

Yeah.

[It's a flat response, and for a moment it may seem like that's all she'll say, before she finally adds,]

...but y'know, no matter how much that guy screws with my body, I'm still me. I won't let them take that from me.

[lightofhumanity]

[chaos didn't react to the spear when it was momentarily pointed at him. He had faced worse things than a spear in his long life. However, that didn't mean that he enjoyed them..or that he approved of what the Administrators had done here. At her statement, chaos nodded.]

Parts of you have been mangled horribly..but if you can still remain true to the ideals you had in the past..then you will succeed.

[prayed]

Oi. Don't underestimate me. These guys already have, thinking they could turn me into their loyal slave.

[She sneers, a cocky grin present on her face.]

Like I'd just lay down and accept that.

Floor 81

[evokingfool]

[The various lounge floors are places Minato can sit down and rest for a while. Even with the elevators, he still need to climb up the stairs to go the floors he want or wish to explore (yet again, in most cases).

Just as he was about to go and sit down, he heard a rather unpleasant, grinding noise.

...Monster?

With a frown, his grip on his sword tightened and went to seek out the source of that noise...only to blink when he saw someone.

Her looks obviously changed, but there's something recognisable about her. (It's probably her hair?)]

...Hello?

Re: Floor 81

[prayed]

[Even now, her hair--a eternally burning flame--is held in something that resembles a ponytail by her signature black ribbon. She straightens up at the sight of a voice, apparently caught off guard, before looking over her shoulder.]

Yo.

[She frowns, before quickly adding,]

If you're gonna start gawking, you'd better get out of here now, 'cause I've had enough of that today. Next person who does it is getting their appendix ripped out.

Re: Floor 81

[evokingfool]

[Hearing her voice confirmed one of his suspicions. It's that girl he talked with before in the kitchen, a good while ago. If it's not her, he would think she's either a monster, sent to kill or trick--in this place, who knows?--or even an illusion.]

Ah, sorry. It's not what I was expecting, so I apologise.

[To leave or not to leave. Hm.]

If my presence is bothering you, then I can take my leave.

[He may leave for another floor, or go to another part of this lounge to rest.]

Re: Floor 81

[prayed]

[It's a subtle change. She shivers, a chill going down her change, forcing her posture to become a bit more rigid. The way her hand clutches her spear, raising the tip just a few inches off of the ground.]

So, what, you're just gonna leave just 'cause I'm not what you expected?

[No, he is leaving her because of that.]

kitchen; normal

[eternallily]

[Saki's making herself eat, because she needs to keep her energy up even if this week has been trying. It's the bump that gets her attention, and she looks up to see the source. She can't help blinking in shock, though.]

...what did they do. Who...no. Which one of us...?

[Saki takes her hairpin out, showing her Soul Gem. That's enough to fill in the blank, she thinks.]

[prayed]

Kyoko.

[She displays her own Soul Gem, a red jewel, letting it rest on the palm of her hand. She manages a grin, but it's half-hearted.]

Hah, you can barely recognize me like this, right? That guy's got me all screwed up, y'know.

[eternallily]

That's putting it lightly...

[Saki shakes her head. The last memory that she has stirs - the memory of the twisted smile on Nico's face as she forced her to turn into a witch, and her eyes darken with a moment's despair. She takes a deep breath and shakes it off a moment later.]

It's unforgivable.

[prayed]

Hah, don't worry. I'll be sure to pay him back as soon as I figure out a way to get back to normal.

[detecting]

[Finding Kyoko was an easy task. All she had to do was follow the trail of wrappers. Even in the twisted form Jason has given her Kyoko is still recognizable. Something in her heart twists when Naoto sees her coupled with a raw, bubbling anger. Jason would get what was coming to him in the end. She was going to make sure of it.]

Well, you certainly made yourself easy to find.

[prayed]

Didn't think anyone'd have time to waste looking for me.

[Kyoko's eyes flick to Naoto for the briefest second before returning to the outdoors, just long enough to scowl at the sight of her, her fist making contact wall once more. The creature doesn't quite fall, but it does scurry off, apparently suitably spooked. It's close enough.

That done, she draws her hand back, shakes it. That probably hurt her more than the wall.]

[detecting]

[She sighs, walking to Kyoko's side and peering out the window with her.]

... It's going to come back later.

[SO STOP PUNCHING THE WALL IT'S NOT GOING TO HELP GOSH.]

[prayed]

[She scoffs.]

I got rid of it for now, y'know. If it comes back, I'll just knock it off.