towerofanimus | 1st Sword

Characters: Open
Setting: Starting in the dorms, and then wandering
Format: Prose for the first cut, Action for the second, respond however you wish. I'm easy.
Summary: Yet another arrival in the middle of the chaos unfolding in the tower. It's a good thing this one is used to world jumping.
Warnings: Large ham, cheese, possibly leading to violence

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The last thing he remembers was floating in the Rift, drifting from one world to the next, wondering where he would land and if it would take him home.

The next thing is him sitting bolt upright in his bed in the dorms.

"What? Where is this? What world is this now?" His voice bellows as he leaps out of the bed, his body landing with a heavy thud. A quick check of his surroundings and himself brings his attention to the blue collar around his neck. Even more distressing, all of his swords seem to be missing.

"WHAT IS THIS? WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS? NOBODY TAKES GILGAMESH'S WEAPONS AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!"

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[Gilgamesh roams the halls of the towers seemingly at random. He hems and haws as he makes his way around, looking at different things, bending this way and that, stroking his chin as he takes in his surroundings.

Either he is completely confident in his survival skills, or he has no clue where he is and what's going on around him.]

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[Gilgamesh whirls around as he hears the voice around him, managing to turn his surprise into what he hopes looks like stylish bravado. It's bad enough he doesn't know where he is yet, being snuck up on is just sloppy.]

O-of course! Everything is fine! But I find myself in a strange new land. What is this place?

*Which tells him he doesn't know what's going on...*

This is the Tower of Animus...and right now, it's more chaotic than it normally is. Beware the people with pink collars, they're residents like us, but our host has turned them into abominations that could attack us at any moment.

[Gilgamesh nods, listening as things are explained. His own hand slips up and tugs on his own collar.]

What are these things anyway? Last I remember I was traveling between worlds. Usually I can remember when I enter a world...

They anchor us here and keep our bodies alive. Travel to this world is...different.

Hmmmm, that explains why I just woke up here. Usually I remember my arrival to a world.

Yes...even if traveling across worlds is normal, arrival in this world is the same for everyone. We haven't learned the details of it yet, but the youngest of our hosts, Zo, is the one responsible for bringing us here.

Hmmmmm, then I'll have to find this Zo and ask him why I was brought here! Where can I find him?

None of our hosts can be spoken with directly unless they wish it. There's a box in the lowest level they can be contacted through by leaving notes. We'll be under Zo's watch after two more months...

*The calm, informative tone slips, then. He doesn't need to ask Zo, and Enoch is even withholding a little information they do know about their arrival here...*

But I can tell you why we were brought here. Those notes are true. The world you were on last...it's gone.

[Gilgamesh frowns now, rubbing his chin with one hand as he mulls over what he's been told.]

That doesn't make sense. I don't think Bartz and the others would let Exdeath win. I knew they could beat him. What was it that destroyed everything?

It's nothing that comes from the worlds themselves...our hosts have likened it to a "virus", a disease as I understand it, that spreads from world to world, taking groups of related worlds at once...

[Gilgamesh strokes his chin.]

What does this virus do?

[He recalls the time he spent working for Exdeath, and the plan to destroy the crystals to reunite the two worlds, which had a detrimental effect on the elemental forces in the two worlds during the process.]

It...destroys all life on the world it attacks. Nothing grows, nothing lives.

[He frowns again, scratching at his forehead with his finger.]

Hmmmm, sounds like something Exdeath would want to use. Still, I don't like stuff like that. Anything I can't beat by hitting with my sword is fighting dirty!

You won't like the way our hosts behave either, then. They may have saved us, but their master believes she's entitled to "play" with us, and another believes he's entitled to "experiment" on us, in return for having rescued us. They are nigh-unreachable, and can kill us with the press of a button. There was one among them who stood against the rest, but...but he was killed for it. For us. The only other one who seems to have any strength of morality is Zo, and he's too young to stand against them.

I see. And what of the people gathered in this tower? In the world I came from, my own master lead a campaign to destroy the elemental forces of two worlds, and force them to reform back into the single world that had come before.

There were five who stood against him and myself. The sacrifice of the old man, and the bravery of the lad that lead them, they showed me the error of my path. I work now to be worthy of challenging my rival once more.

[He thumps his chest with a look of pride on his face. Now just don't tell him that Exdeath kicked you out for botching the hunt for the legendary weapons!]

As I said, they are nigh-invincible as they are. They can kill us with the touch of a button, and at least one has powers that can make our bodies fall apart with a thought. We may find a weakness someday, but until then, all we can do is search for it.

*He's sure the tower residents themselves will be Ruana's downfall. But it can't happen now, not as things are...*

[Gilgamesh listens intently. He doesn't quite get it all, being new here, but he understands that they are being held at the whim of some very powerful people.]

Well what's wrong? What's stopping everyone? Or do you mean that button and powers you just mentioned?

...Yes, that. Fighting them now is futile. And worse, when we die, it is one of our hosts who restores us. Whenever we die, we are at his mercy - it isn't worth the risk yet, of facing his wrath when we are at our most powerless.

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