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towerofanimus2013-04-21 05:56 pm
wolfbat_captain) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-21 05:56 pm
Entry tags:
Wave 3 | Aftermath - Open
Characters: Tahno and anybody!
Setting: Floor 90
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you.
Summary: The Wolfbat King never thought he'd die, except maybe in a drunken coma. He can still feel the gears grinding through his entire body.
Warnings: Recounting a pretty gruesome death. Traumatized superstar athlete. Probably swearing.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes he couldn't move, and yet it felt like hours. He didn't know what to think. Did that kid break his neck and paralyze him? No, he had done more than that. He had torn through his skin and his bones and his insides and split him into... how many pieces?
How was he awake, then? Did the tower do something to bring him back?
He didn't know, and didn't care. When he could finally move again, he stumbled out of his room and began to wander the tower. He didn't know how high he'd climbed, but eventually his legs were about to give out, so he stopped on floor 90. The lagoon in the middle looked so refreshing. Water.
He almost ran and threw himself in, but before he hit the water, he saw the creatures inside. He didn't want to go in anymore. So he sat a few feet away with his knees to his chest and pulled out some water for himself. He held it on his hands, and didn't like how warm it was. He froze it, and then it hurt.
But it hurt in all the right ways
A moment later, he pulled more out of the pond until he could coat his whole torso in it. And then he lowered the temperature until it wasn't quite frozen. But it hurt.
Do you dare approach someone who feels so... lost?
Setting: Floor 90
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match you.
Summary: The Wolfbat King never thought he'd die, except maybe in a drunken coma. He can still feel the gears grinding through his entire body.
Warnings: Recounting a pretty gruesome death. Traumatized superstar athlete. Probably swearing.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes he couldn't move, and yet it felt like hours. He didn't know what to think. Did that kid break his neck and paralyze him? No, he had done more than that. He had torn through his skin and his bones and his insides and split him into... how many pieces?
How was he awake, then? Did the tower do something to bring him back?
He didn't know, and didn't care. When he could finally move again, he stumbled out of his room and began to wander the tower. He didn't know how high he'd climbed, but eventually his legs were about to give out, so he stopped on floor 90. The lagoon in the middle looked so refreshing. Water.
He almost ran and threw himself in, but before he hit the water, he saw the creatures inside. He didn't want to go in anymore. So he sat a few feet away with his knees to his chest and pulled out some water for himself. He held it on his hands, and didn't like how warm it was. He froze it, and then it hurt.
But it hurt in all the right ways
A moment later, he pulled more out of the pond until he could coat his whole torso in it. And then he lowered the temperature until it wasn't quite frozen. But it hurt.
Do you dare approach someone who feels so... lost?
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Again, being a lover of magic, Tohko was always happy to learn about different systems of magic and see if she could do them. However, at the chuckle, she sighed and thought, smiling. This was an easy question to answer, seeing as she fell in love in the Tower once.
"A person with a kind heart, sweet words, and a good head on their shoulders. A person who tries to help everyone in need. That's the sort of person I would fall in love with."