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towerofanimus2013-04-19 03:21 pm
sawthelockdown) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-19 03:21 pm
i hope you see the sun
Characters: Asako Minegishi, now free of her brainwashing, and anyone really.
Setting: Forward-dating this to April 20; Room 2-15, Floors 13-14.
Format: I'll start with action, but either's fine.
Summary: Waking up from brainwashing is like the world's worst hangover multiplied by a thousand.
Warnings: Mentions of gore.
[Room 2-15]
[She didn't think it could get worse. Being proven wrong, in this case, is the worst. thing. ever. Waking up and having all those memories come rushing back - the pain, the brainwashing, the pain the wrong the staring into the end - the end itself sweet gods -
A mind exposed to the world. Literally. She touches the top of her head, half-afraid that - but no, her fingers touch hair and the stiffness of a skull. She looks at the fingers, the skin is back to being skin and she isn't made of blood and demonflesh held together by stitches and
She curls into herself on the bed and muffles a howl of anguish into her pillow. There are other people in the room, after all. They don't need to hear it.
It's the least she can do.]
[Floor 13]
[After that little wakeup, and after a very hurried breakfast, she leaves for the only place she can shut out the world for a while - the cathedral. Sound doesn't carry there, and she scurries in, sitting down on one of the pews and trying - trying - to calm down, to meditate, to something.
Crying messily ends up being the order of the day, and as far in as she is - as small as she is - people probably won't notice.
Sound doesn't carry after all - here, they can't hear you scream.]
[Floor 14]
[What's the best way for a teenager to get their mind off of being brainwashed and experimented on?
If you guessed "playing old action games in the media room", you're right! Right now she doesn't feel like beating up monsters (because they're as twisted and broken as I was) - she doesn't really feel like being all "serious business overlord", she just wants to forget for a bit. To be a teenager again, as she was before things got disturbing. It's been a little too long, and just a few minutes...that's okay, right?
This isn't the same, but it's close enough.
... At least she's not playing the Tower knockoff of Dark Souls, if indeed it even exists (hopefully it doesn't). That's a good sign, as far as sanity goes.]
Setting: Forward-dating this to April 20; Room 2-15, Floors 13-14.
Format: I'll start with action, but either's fine.
Summary: Waking up from brainwashing is like the world's worst hangover multiplied by a thousand.
Warnings: Mentions of gore.
[Room 2-15]
[She didn't think it could get worse. Being proven wrong, in this case, is the worst. thing. ever. Waking up and having all those memories come rushing back - the pain, the brainwashing, the pain the wrong the staring into the end - the end itself sweet gods -
A mind exposed to the world. Literally. She touches the top of her head, half-afraid that - but no, her fingers touch hair and the stiffness of a skull. She looks at the fingers, the skin is back to being skin and she isn't made of blood and demonflesh held together by stitches and
She curls into herself on the bed and muffles a howl of anguish into her pillow. There are other people in the room, after all. They don't need to hear it.
It's the least she can do.]
[Floor 13]
[After that little wakeup, and after a very hurried breakfast, she leaves for the only place she can shut out the world for a while - the cathedral. Sound doesn't carry there, and she scurries in, sitting down on one of the pews and trying - trying - to calm down, to meditate, to something.
Crying messily ends up being the order of the day, and as far in as she is - as small as she is - people probably won't notice.
Sound doesn't carry after all - here, they can't hear you scream.]
[Floor 14]
[What's the best way for a teenager to get their mind off of being brainwashed and experimented on?
If you guessed "playing old action games in the media room", you're right! Right now she doesn't feel like beating up monsters (because they're as twisted and broken as I was) - she doesn't really feel like being all "serious business overlord", she just wants to forget for a bit. To be a teenager again, as she was before things got disturbing. It's been a little too long, and just a few minutes...that's okay, right?
This isn't the same, but it's close enough.
... At least she's not playing the Tower knockoff of Dark Souls, if indeed it even exists (hopefully it doesn't). That's a good sign, as far as sanity goes.]
Hovertext wheeeeeeeeeeeeee.
[He can tell you still have a good heart, okay. He goes back to singing softly.]
Nennen korori yo, Okorori yo.
Bōya wa yoi ko da, Nenne shina~
Bōya no omori wa, Doko e itta?
Ano yama koete, Sato e itta.
Sato no miyage ni, Nani morotta?
Denden taiko ni, Shō no fue.
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Huh...The worlds really...are more alike than I thought...that song...
[Somebody is actually fighting off a case of the sleepies right now because so many memories of conking out after being lullaby'd.]
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[Yeah, no, the power of sleep compels. She kind of snuggles up to big brocousin and falls asleep, quietly, one hand still clinging to the haori in a childish way.]