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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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"Of course," she bluffs. She didn't want to come off like she lacked too much common knowledge; she didn't want to reestablish her curious reputation so quickly. "I think, it would have been better to ask the "Why--""
Klara had followed Doc's wave to stare at the doors, and almost missed Einstein's approach if not for the lovely gift of peripheral vision. She twists about to face the dog in a swift motion, and looks like she might start skittering away from Einstein any second. Could it smell the earth on her, she wondered? "No, no, shoo..! Stay with your master!"
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"Why?" Doc turned back to her "To go to the Cafeteria of course! I only hope the menu is better than what it was last time."
Because this tower was infamous for its distasteful and horrible menus, he could do with something better this time around. Meanwhile, given the way she reacted to him, Einstein would stop his course toward her and slowly sat down, whining and looking up at her sadly. Now the dog was sad and you should feel bad.