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Characters: Perona and OPEN
Setting: Room 3-07, floor 10, floor 88.
Format: Action preferred, but I'll match.
Summary: Perona arrives in the Tower, and goes exploring.
Warnings: None for now, other than cursing and possible strip-tease for roomies.

[Room 3-07

Waking up was rather sudden, and Perona immediately realized she wasn't where she was supposed to be. Last she recalls, she was outside, for one, and sulking. She looks about the room curiously before sitting up and pawing around for her stuffed teddybear. That's when she gets a glimpse of the horrendous attire she was forced into. Oh...oh, hell no, this is not going to fly. Nope, not at all.]

Weeeh?! What is this?! This hideous thing?! These aren't mine--where are my clothes?!

[She tugs at the material angrily, sitting up and off her bed. She's ready to just tear the damn thing off before the note catches her attention. A brief glimpse of it makes her eyebrows knit together in frustration, as she gathers up the brief information. Destroyed? ...Please. She snorts, crumpling up the note, and fumbles with her stupid suit to find the zipper in back or front or whatever the fuck it is. There is no way in hell she's staying in this thing for another minute. And she's also just located her real clothes, and her precious teddybear and parasol, so this catsuit crap is coming off now.

Hopefully no one else is in the room, though, because Perona hasn't noticed them just yet.]
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Floor 10

[Okay, so she didn't believe anything about this place at first, thinking it was just an insane dream, or that she was just somewhere else (maybe kidnapped for the human market? Ugh, what a putrid thought), but this floor starts making her believe. Because there's just no way...no possible way for anything like this to exist anywhere in her world. And Perona's both awestruck and horror-struck. She's a devil fruit user, and the whole bloody ocean is hanging over her right now. It's probably beautiful to most, but to an anchor like her, it's the scariest damn thing in the world.

She barely got a few yard in before she couldn't make it anymore, a whale song making her buckle and fall to her knees, hugging her stuffed teddy and whimpering with eyes shut tight. She just wants out of this place! What if the water suddenly comes crashing down?! What if whatever kind of bubble or whatever she's in pops and she's sucked into the water? This is terrible, she wants to get back to where there's solid land and sky above her head!]

Weeh...I-I don't like this...I don't! I-I can't--!
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Floor 88

[And, finally, after she's fished out of the aquarium, Perona's next stop is the bar. After her terror, she needs some fucking booze. And god help anyone that doesn't serve her something strong and large. Please, please let there be booze. Just a drink...any fucking drink at all, actually. Just so long as she can have some alcohol in her after what just happened, as well as the lingering thoughts that maybe this isn't all fake, that maybe her world is gone, she'll be a little bit okay.

Or, hell, if not booze, then she needs a comfort drink. Her very favorite ever since she was a very small child - hot cocoa. One of those will make the queasiness ebb away, hopefully.]

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OOC: Hello, everyone! I didn't really meet anyone at the intro meme because I was so late, but my name is Roxy and I'm totally new here. Please treat me well and notify me if I'm doing anything wrong, this game still kinda confuses me fff. I'll tag this entry tomorrow morning, as well, since it's late and my headache is not going away. I can be contacted on AIM at CatchinStardrops and on Plurk at MelonFlavored. Thank you, and looking forward to playing with you all! /o/

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[Karkat used to like this floor. That's all Gamzee could really remember about it. It was interesting how the water floated, and when he was high, he liked to sit and stare at the odd, rippling surface while chancing a poke or two at the fish inside. He once wondered if it was actually real, and stuck his head in to inspect it. That was not his most intelligent moment.]

[Smaller fish flopped in and out of the wobbling water, and the boy's yellow eyes followed them curiously. Each day was running into the next. He was fucking bored. No amount of canoodling or alcohol could make him un-bored. The silence he fought so hard to achieve was a dull madness - less severe than the madness he was used to, but still an annoyance for certain.]

[His train of thought was interrupted by a fancily-dressed girl seemingly having a breakdown in the middle of the aquarium. This shit was practically an every day occurrence, so he had half a mind to step around her and get on with his business. But, then he realized that he really didn't have much business to get on with. Not to mention, this mental patient had quite a rack on her.]

[He stopped in front of her, kicking at her shoe with his a little.]

Shut the fuck up, girl. You'll all be up and scarin' them motherfuckin' fishes.

[Perona only barely recognizes she's no longer alone, the ringing in her ears making it hard to really concentrate long enough on the voice nearby. Her eyes were also filled with tears - of course she broke down crying, she was scared - so she can't really see more than a blurry grey and blackish-purple haze. What was that? A person?

She probably looks disgusting with her makeup rubbing like it is, but Perona can always reapply it later. Right now she just wants to get the fuck out of this room and ever enter it ever again.]

I-I can't swim! If the water comes down on me, I'll sink! I'm an anchor, you idiot! [Her arms begin to shake, and she holds her head, breathing hard as her eyes move about swiftly, then squeeze shut again.] Just get me out of here! I don't like this place, it's awful for me! Please, I...I-I don't care who you are, I just want to get out...!

[There's a moment of silence, and the grayish figure taps a bony finger to his chin. There's some hemming and hawwing as a slash of fangs break into a grin, and he moves closer to stand over the girl, bending down and lifting her chin up with the point of a jagged, broken claw.]

Yeah?

[He's gonna wait until those pretty, dirty eyes of hers open again.]

And what all the motherfuck's gonna be up and having the benificials all happening at what's my motherfuckin' end for if I do on it to help you the fuck out, huh?

[Perona's not sure what she's looking at, when her head is lifted up so very carefully. A person, obviously, but she's never seen a person look so strange before, and she's almost sure that her eyes are still hazy, because what she thinks this person is can't really be what it is, can it? No, surely not...not a demon or devil, they don't exist, as sad as that is. A fishman, maybe? Tch, a foul-mouthed one...and one no better than the people from home. Give to get, that's the way of the world, isn't it?

Perona's tempted to tell him to go fuck himself, but her pushes her stubbornness down just this one time. Her fear and need to preserve herself heavily outweighs her pride right now. Besides, it's not like she really has to give him anything. A taste of her negative Hollows, maybe; it all depends.]

Mmh...whatever you want, then! If I can provide it, you'll have your fair share. Now just get me out of here, before the water comes down or I suffocate! Didn't I make myself clear that I'm afraid?!

[Her fear tastes so wonderful on his nutrition stalk, though. He could stay here for hours, just listening to her cry and lapping up the waves of bitter terror.]

Delectably.

[He laughs again, throwing a few honks in for good measure. God, this was entertaining.]

Get my assist on in just a motherfuckin' mo', gorgeous.

[He then proceeds to settle himself in her lap, legs splaying on either side of her.]

You got some sort of motherfuckin' H2O problem, girl? The dripsy-dropsies get their shaft on at you some fuckin' time or another in the way backs? Got a beef with the waves, yo?

[She's going to punch him, she's going to shut those stupid goose calls up once and for all, and very possibly beat him over the head with her parasol after sicing her ghosts on him, for good measure. The only thing stopping Perona from doing so is that she knows she needs this disgusting toad's help for the fastest exit from this place. She's not about to be reduced to crawling out on all fours, whimpering and sniffling, thank you very much.

But the invasion of her personal space, and in such a, well...intimate manner cannot be excused. Perona has her limits, and her patience has frayed to the point of breaking. She's just about to shove the parasite off her before she actually pauses. Getting a good look at him, it almost looks like she's staring Death in the face. Yellow eyes, pointed teeth (fangs, even), and long horns protruding from a mass of spindly black hair. The shiver that runs of her spine is very real, but also rather brief, and when Perona moves to get the...whatever he was off, it's a lot more subdued. A nudge with her hands, instead of the full-blown shove she had planned.]

Weren't you listening?! I said I can't swim! Any water that goes over my head means my death, you stupid creature! I'll sink in any body of water greater than my height, that's what happens when you're like me. If the water decides to come crashing down, I may very well die, and I won't allow that to happen! Now are you going to help me or aren't you?!

[What Perona doesn't know, or really realize, though, is that Gamzee's stupid pestering actually is helping. He's a great distraction from her fears, at the very least, and yelling at his idiotic face helps calm her down plenty. ...Odd, that.]

[chaos occasionally came here to watch the fish and their interesting movements, but when he saw and sensed a person on the floor, holding a teddy bear for dear life and crying out, he just couldn't walk away or ignore her.

So, he walked over to her and knelt down to her level. If she would allow it, chaos would put a hand on her shoulder.]

It is alright. The fish and water will not hurt you.

[The touch makes her flinch and squeak with fright, expecting it to have been water crashing down or something similar. Hearing a person's voice makes her calm down somewhat, but not very much at all. The pounding in her ears is drowning out a lot of sounds, and Perona's having a hard time blocking out the anxiety creeping in, being surrounded by what would normally kill her back home.]

I-I can't...s-s-swim! I'll drown! If the water comes down, I'll drown! [Her voice becomes high pitched and wheezy.] I just want to get out of this place! I don't like it here, I don't like the water when it's h-h-hanging over me!

[While chaos didn't mean to frighten her, he kept calm as she cried out and spoke.]

It is alright. If the water were to fall to the ground, it would not be enough to make you swim. The fish would be the greater threat. And not many people do like it here, water or not..but it is impossible to leave right now.

[The drum of blood in her ears ebbs away as her breathing becomes a little more even, and Perona wipes her face furiously. She probably looks a horrendous mess, with her makeup running and tears on her face, but at least she's not dead. That's always a plus! And, finally, she tries to see through the haze of her tears, and make out who it is that's with her now.]

I don't care! I just want to get out! J-Just lead me out, I'll...I-I'll follow you. I don't want to be here another minute! Mmmh... Bearsy... [She hugs her teddy tighter, squeezing her eyes shut.] I want to just get out of this place, that's all. I want to be away from the water!

[chaos wasn't much for appearances anyway, due to his old age. Sure, nice faces were nice to look at, but he didn't really hold much stock in them. However, at the comments, chaos tried to pat her teddy bears head instead of the persons, an idea coming to mind.]

Alright then. We cannot leave this Tower..but the sixth floor contains a nice forest. If you wish, I will take you there.

[And with that, chaos would hold out his hand to her.]

[Normally, Perona'd be extremely protective of her teddy - it's the last thing she has that reminds her of a old, lost friend; possibly even the last remnants she has of home in general. But, she's much too preoccupied with her sniffling, and reaching out to take the offered hand. This person seems trustworthy enough, even if she doesn't know him.

She doesn't say much, just nods, and tries to stand up. Perona's wobbly on her legs as she peers around at the rippling water, the many fish streaking past, and her grip tightens. If she were more calm, if she were with someone she really trusted to keep her safe if something did go wrong, maybe she'd appreciate the beauty. But right now, it's just terrifying to her as a Devil Fruit user.]

I don't care where we go so long as there's land, and no water hanging over me...

[chaos would help the person to stand, since they were pretty wobbly. While he felt the tightened grip, chaos didn't mind. He had been through worse than tight grips and could put up with it if it made this person feel better.]

Alright then..follow me then. There isn't any water in the forest floor.

[So, quickly, chaos would lead her out of the room and up the stairs until he entered the sixth floor, where a nice and large forest lay.]

You see? There's no water here. You'll be alright.

[Keeping her head down while they walked was the best way for Perona to proceed without falling into another panic attack. She could focus on the ground, just not at the rippling water all around, and the fish swimming through. She didn't want to focus on that - it was embarrassing enough having to be led out by hand like this, but she'll swallow her pride if it means not fainting or dying or something.

Getting out of the waterlogged room and out into the open, where there was fresh air above her (not water), and grass under her feet was so, so much better, and Perona just exhales a sharp, shaky breath. Good lord, she felt ill, and faint again. That was awful.]

Thank you... I-I should be all right now, I think. [Though she doesn't quite let go of his hand just yet, she's still recovering from a near panic.]

[chaos liked helping and calming down others, so he didn't mind that she was still holding onto his hand. She could take all the time she needed.]

Don't mention it. We all need a little help sometimes. I am just glad that I was able to help. However..you should be a bit more careful in the future. Some of the lower floors also contain water. One even holds a beach.

A beach is fine, I'm a pirate. [She says that both matter-of-factly and with a sense of pride. Perona will always be a pirate first and foremost over everything, even if she's no longer part of a real crew, it's in her blood.] So long as the water isn't above my head, I can survive in it. Anything deeper and I sink - that's my curse.

...But thank you for telling me, and the help. J-Just don't expect anything from it! [She rubs her face free of the ick and grime of her tears and the mess her makeup made, breathing out a few times to get herself under control. Gosh, what an embarrassment that was.]

Edited (whoops, forgot to pick an icon) 2013-06-03 17:02 (UTC)

That is a terrible curse..I am sorry to hear that you have it. However, it is good that you are so proud of being a pirate and enjoy it. And you need not worry. I enjoy helping others. The fact that this information will help you is all that I need or expect to get out of my act.

[...He doesn't know, from that clue? Eh, but then how would he, if this place really isn't on the grand Line? That's how it is, then...her world supposedly is destroyed or some nonsense...and she's stuck here because of it. Tch, at least there's one person here that's tolerable.]

Mmh...that's fine, then. I don't have anything to give even if I did want to. [She pauses, and just exhales again, taking in the sight around her. A forest, a place where fish and water float--what kind of insanity created a place like this?] ...I'm really stuck here, aren't I? Are there any others like me? ...Pirates? M-Maybe you've seen a swordsman with green hair and a scar over one eye? Or...or an older man, with black hair and eyes that pierce right through you, l-like that of a hawk!

[What happened to them, to Mihawk and to Zoro, if they weren't here? Perona just doesn't want to believe they up and died, they're too stubborn, too strong, and too stupid for that.]

[That insanity would be called the Administrators, sadly. At the questions, chaos sighed inwardly as he spoke.]

You are stuck here, for the moment. There are probably other pirates here..but I have not seen anyone matching that description. I am sorry.

[It's plainly obvious that the news is not well met, considering just how far Perona's shoulders sag downwards, and the span of the silence drawn out between them. That's not exactly the answer she was hoping for, but she does take something away from that - that there are other pirates here. Maybe not the ones she wants to be here, but even just someone who shares a common place with her would be nice.]

I see... And you are?

[chaos understood that this was pretty terrible for most people..but he also understood that this person's friends could come here quite easily without warning, so he didn't say much about her distress. He simple tried to pat her shoulder as he spoke.]

I am chaos.

Edited 2013-06-05 07:59 (UTC)

Perona.

[The hand on her shoulder is...odd. Not bad, really, but Perona's never really had much in the ways of physical contact from others. She's usually the one to initiate it, and only to those she knows very well or thinks are just too cute not to cuddle. So she scoots a little away from it, a little unsure of the contact. He's a nice boy, he really is, but he's still a stranger she doesn't know very well.]

...What else can you tell me about this tower?

[chaos would let her scoot away and lower his hand without comment. He understood why some might not want to be touched by a stranger, so he let it pass without comment.]

Currently, four people run it: Zo, a person who has brought us here, Riki, a person responsible for building it, Jason, a sadistic medical doctor of sorts, and Ruana, a childlike and cruel person who rules over them all. There was once a person named Dax among their ranks. However, he tried to surpass Ruana for our sakes and was killed and eaten by her.

[Jellal is just on his way down to the library on the third floor; he is hardly fazed by some aspects of this place anymore - defying the laws of physics and magic is about the mildest trait of the tower and with all those strange rumors afoot...

He stops when he spots the girl sitting on the floor, looking rather fearful and after just a second of hesitation he walks over, concern in his voice and eyes.]

Miss? Are you all right?

[Perona lifts her head at the voice, but only squeaks when a fish flashes past in her peripheral. Her eyes squeeze shut again and she pulls her teddybear even closer, shoulders shaking. What the hell is wrong with this place?! How can water hang suspended over someone's head like this?! There isn't even glass or anything!]

O-Of course I'm not! There's water hanging over my head! What will I do if it falls down on me?! I-I can't swim, I'll sink! [She whines, burying her face into her bear's squashy hat, sobbing.] Aaaha...Mihawk-sama...I'm scared! I don't like this place at all...!

[He crouches down a moment later, hands hovering carefully just over her shoulders as he presses his lips together and tries to figure out the best way to calm her down.]

I have been here for months, and I have never seen it fall - I believe there is some very powerful magic at work here that keeps these water spheres in place.

But if you wish, I will escort you to the next floor... or to wherever else you wish to go.

[Furiously, Perona nods her head. Yes, she wants to get out, and an escort would be the very best way to do that. She doesn't know who this person is, but he's here to help, even she can tell that, and her pride's not so shallow to not accept that. Sniffling, Perona dabs at her eyes again and peers back up at her companion.]

Y-Yes...I just want to get out of this place. I-I don't like it...not one little bit! [What'd he say before? Magic? Ugh, that stuff never made a lick of sense to her - even with the oddities on the Grand Line. Most of that could be explained in some way, magic just didn't seem to have that at all.]

[He nods and then shifts a bit for better footing, pushing himself up before offering one hand to her - he doesn't really understand why exactly she is afraid of this floor, but he won't question her about it; not now.]

Do you have any particular destination in mind?

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