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towerofanimus2013-05-10 10:53 pm
doc_brown) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-10 10:53 pm
[05] || [Back to the Tower] || [Open]
Characters: Doc, his dog (Einstein) and YOU.
Setting: Room 3-04 / Dormitories Floors, the Elevator, the Cafeteria and Library (Floor 03).
Format: Prose or action, whichever you prefer
Summary: Doctor Emmett L. Brown wakes up in the Tower of Animus. Indeed, after a few months miraculously spent in a notably less horrific world (namely Hinoto-Ri from Destiny Strings), Doc is back to the tower much to his chagrin. And he realizes how terrible his life has become.
Warnings: A panicked and distressed scientist, lots of incomprehensible scientific bla bla, weird ideas to make the situation better. Basically, no real warnings.
• Dormitory Floors (and Room 3-04)
When Doc awakened to the familiar letter informing him about his world having been destroyed, his rational mind retreated and he assumed this to be a joke, even though nobody he knew would make such a joke. Let's face it: He had been prisoner of this tower for months last year, but then he managed to leave it through means that still escaped his comprehension. Due a miraculous coincidence, the world that subsequently welcomed him sent him back into that very tower for a "mission" that lasted roughly a month.
And now, he'd be back in the tower, for a third time? No no, that was too unrealistic. The odds of his world being destroyed and he being the one single survivor taken to the tower for a second time were astronomically low. While this was scientifically possible, with such low odds this was not even a possibility in his mind. Yet, his room looked a lot like the usual Animus dorms... Slowly the Doc got up and opened the door--
"Great Scott!!"
Alright this could not be a joke. The message okay, but remaking in such a perfect manner the corridors of the tower? In a horrified and overly over-exaggerated manner, Doc looked around the corridors before going back into the dorm.
"This cannot be!" he spoke to himself in a panicked voice, walking between the beds in the room "The tower... But would that be true, the consequences for Hinoto-Ri and all the attached universes would be absolutely disastrous!" he then sat down on the bed before turning to the truck. Everything was identical to his first arrival. Maybe this was a nightmare and he was about to wake up.
But somehow he doubted it.
• The Elevator
You could find the Doc standing next to the Elevator, apparently waiting for the elevator to come. Next to him was his dog, Einstein. The least that could be said was that the Doc looked perturbed and greatly troubled at being back in this tower. Who wouldn't be? On that note, Doc was dressed in the extravagant, weird futuristic clothes from 2015. As the only alternative was to wear his western-era clothes, he had no choice but go with it.
"I am afraid this tower will not let go of us that easilly Einstein!" Doc said to his dog as the elevator was about to arrive. With a sigh he waited, it shouldn't be long now.
• Cafeteria
After having eaten and immediately forgotten the typical oatmeal earlier in the morning (who even cooked that sort of horrible thing?), the Doc was sitting at a table, his meal before him as he scrutinized the food with both fascination and suspicion. He had to admit it, the administrative team had made some serious effort in the food department and it was much appreciated. With caution, he proceeded to try and taste his meal.
"This is amazing." he said once he was done with his lavender meatballs "Lavandula-shaped nutriments that feel like edible meat." Doc spoke as he looked at the empty dish, before getting up and looking at the menu options he had neglected, namely the sunflower pasta salad "And this I suppose are raw vegetables arranged in such a fashion we could mistake it for a Helianthus!"
He crossed his arms and looked at it for some more seconds, amazed. It helped that for a scientist, any form of cooked food was a miracle in itself "Truly amazing." he finally said "I can only assume Dax is in charge of the tower this month."
• Library (Floor 03)
In the library you could find Doc sitting at a terminal, going through various posts and trying to find what had happened in the tower lately, starting with January. Meanwhile the dog was walking around the library. Needless to say, Doc looked very focused on the terminal. Whenever he found something of interest he commented on it, before moving on and quickly looking over posts.
"Great Scott, things are truly getting worse and worse here..." he stopped and opened wide eyes upon reaching the 'wank storm' that had happened on the network before February. Could the residents...? "Damn... Damn. Damn damn."
Setting: Room 3-04 / Dormitories Floors, the Elevator, the Cafeteria and Library (Floor 03).
Format: Prose or action, whichever you prefer
Summary: Doctor Emmett L. Brown wakes up in the Tower of Animus. Indeed, after a few months miraculously spent in a notably less horrific world (namely Hinoto-Ri from Destiny Strings), Doc is back to the tower much to his chagrin. And he realizes how terrible his life has become.
Warnings: A panicked and distressed scientist, lots of incomprehensible scientific bla bla, weird ideas to make the situation better. Basically, no real warnings.
• Dormitory Floors (and Room 3-04)
When Doc awakened to the familiar letter informing him about his world having been destroyed, his rational mind retreated and he assumed this to be a joke, even though nobody he knew would make such a joke. Let's face it: He had been prisoner of this tower for months last year, but then he managed to leave it through means that still escaped his comprehension. Due a miraculous coincidence, the world that subsequently welcomed him sent him back into that very tower for a "mission" that lasted roughly a month.
And now, he'd be back in the tower, for a third time? No no, that was too unrealistic. The odds of his world being destroyed and he being the one single survivor taken to the tower for a second time were astronomically low. While this was scientifically possible, with such low odds this was not even a possibility in his mind. Yet, his room looked a lot like the usual Animus dorms... Slowly the Doc got up and opened the door--
"Great Scott!!"
Alright this could not be a joke. The message okay, but remaking in such a perfect manner the corridors of the tower? In a horrified and overly over-exaggerated manner, Doc looked around the corridors before going back into the dorm.
"This cannot be!" he spoke to himself in a panicked voice, walking between the beds in the room "The tower... But would that be true, the consequences for Hinoto-Ri and all the attached universes would be absolutely disastrous!" he then sat down on the bed before turning to the truck. Everything was identical to his first arrival. Maybe this was a nightmare and he was about to wake up.
But somehow he doubted it.
• The Elevator
You could find the Doc standing next to the Elevator, apparently waiting for the elevator to come. Next to him was his dog, Einstein. The least that could be said was that the Doc looked perturbed and greatly troubled at being back in this tower. Who wouldn't be? On that note, Doc was dressed in the extravagant, weird futuristic clothes from 2015. As the only alternative was to wear his western-era clothes, he had no choice but go with it.
"I am afraid this tower will not let go of us that easilly Einstein!" Doc said to his dog as the elevator was about to arrive. With a sigh he waited, it shouldn't be long now.
• Cafeteria
After having eaten and immediately forgotten the typical oatmeal earlier in the morning (who even cooked that sort of horrible thing?), the Doc was sitting at a table, his meal before him as he scrutinized the food with both fascination and suspicion. He had to admit it, the administrative team had made some serious effort in the food department and it was much appreciated. With caution, he proceeded to try and taste his meal.
"This is amazing." he said once he was done with his lavender meatballs "Lavandula-shaped nutriments that feel like edible meat." Doc spoke as he looked at the empty dish, before getting up and looking at the menu options he had neglected, namely the sunflower pasta salad "And this I suppose are raw vegetables arranged in such a fashion we could mistake it for a Helianthus!"
He crossed his arms and looked at it for some more seconds, amazed. It helped that for a scientist, any form of cooked food was a miracle in itself "Truly amazing." he finally said "I can only assume Dax is in charge of the tower this month."
• Library (Floor 03)
In the library you could find Doc sitting at a terminal, going through various posts and trying to find what had happened in the tower lately, starting with January. Meanwhile the dog was walking around the library. Needless to say, Doc looked very focused on the terminal. Whenever he found something of interest he commented on it, before moving on and quickly looking over posts.
"Great Scott, things are truly getting worse and worse here..." he stopped and opened wide eyes upon reaching the 'wank storm' that had happened on the network before February. Could the residents...? "Damn... Damn. Damn damn."
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[ He nodded however at her words, he didn't know all that had happened yet but what little he had found was terrible. ]
I imagine! I have been told already that amongst other things Dax has been killed, a true tragedy!
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That might be possible, but I've been speculating that the collars colors are different because stronger liquids are needed to keep our souls in these bodies. And Dax wasn't just killed..Ruana killed and ate him.
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[ Because you know, he wasn't there when this happened. But then he shook his head and arms vividly, obviously grossed out by the cannibalism. ]
I have been told about that as well, please let's not linger any longer on the culinary aspect of his death!
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Alright then..for now, we won't. But we might have to come back to it later, depending upon what Ruana does. And..shortly before Dax was murdered, he manage to pull a few residents to Administrative levels, were they learned that these bodies..are just made out of recycled parts. They're not our original shells.
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[ This was an alarming new. Not their original body? Given his scientific beliefs-- ]
Are you saying we are all clones?!
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Either that, or they use spare parts and our old corpses to make whole, new bodies. But, either way..our original bodies are back in our own dead universes.
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Our original bodies? So you are implying our original selves are alive somewhere else?!
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No, they're not. You know how people sometimes vanish and return to their own universes for awhile? During that time, they're in their original bodies. They're not destroyed..probably because either Zo is keeping them alive or their connection to our soul is. Either way, that's where they are.
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This is a lot of information at once young lady! [He pauses before adding.] May I ask how you got access to all of these?
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But I thank you for the precious information you have told me!
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And you're welcome! I'm always happy to help out, and it's great to see you back..even if circumstances have gotten worse since you last left.
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At least the situation certainly cannot get worse from now on!
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Doc, don't say that! You'll jinx us! Whenever a character says that, things always get worse! However, I'll help you put the pieces together however I can. Out of curiosity though..what is your current project?
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[ Because luck is so unscientific. ]
I prefer not to speak of it until I have more concrete elements, but I'll tell you once I'll think it is safe!
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It might not have any scientific basis, but saying something like that will jinx us! Granted, it's probably a given that things might get a bit worse in this Tower, but it would be best to not give the Administrators any more ammo so that they can laugh at you later!
However..whenever you think it's safe to tell me, I'll be more than happy to listen! And if you need my help, I'll be more than happy to lend you my aid.
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[ Note, this may not be so far-fetched. ]
Thank you, I'll make sure to remember it!
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You're welcome..but when people do say something, it does cause consequences, even if they don't realize it! And rumors can sometimes become true over time, even if no one wanted them to become true, or thought that they would.
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What you call magic is only a science we cannot explain yet! Even if rumors came true, it would only be someone reading these rumors and making them come true through means we cannot explain yet!
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And, supposing these rumors came true, the means could very well be magical in this place, considering that we have quite a few working magicians as well as scientists here!