their lies and truths that run rampant and wild

[bowandblade]

Characters: Archer [AU3] and you! (open)
Setting: Floor 25, Dorm Floor 1, and a general all-over-the-tower bit
Format: Using action brackets, but will match in threads.
Summary: So the week started well enough. And then these strange messages started appearing around the tower... (If you want to react to the ever-changing 'Lancer and Archer' rumor, feel free to pick any version.)
Warnings: Nothing at the moment.

Floor 25 - Meadow - prior to the rumors appearing

[Ever since he visited the meadow to watch V/V's concert, Gilgamesh found himself returning to the floor whenever he found himself wanting to enjoy something simpler. It was quiet and free of irritants (the "monsters" of the tower), so he could remain there as long as he wished, whiling away his time.

Not that he has anything to do out there. Not really. But sometimes idle fingers fiddle with the longer blade of grass, or pluck flowers out of the grass to twist at the stems.]


All over the tower

[The message on the wall in the first dormitory level is the first that he sees. At the time, it had been nothing more than a small amusement -- something to smirk at with mild puzzlement, as he didn't know either of the people mentioned on the message. But he soon becomes aware of the other messages-- graffiti, as people began editing them-- on the different floors.

So what does he do? He goes on out there to look around and see just how many obvious messages there are. With so many floors, that's bound to take awhile.]


Dormitory Floor 1

[...It's almost ironic that he finds himself back on the first dormitory level, staring at the same patch of wall he had seen at the beginning of the week. The message keeps changing, and every time he walks off to find something else to do, he just seems to come back to find it changed again.

Maybe he should stick around to see who's changing the rumor. That sounds like a good idea.]

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

Marring the flesh...holy shit, you mean writing stuff on this wall actually hurts you?

[Guess who doesn't know what comes along with rumor changes.]

Then...that's why...

[He gets a funny look on his face as he realizes what must have happened.]

[bowandblade]

You-- [He stops to give Lancer an almost incredulous look before laughing aloud.] Have you not seen what happens when you write over these messages? Your expression is telling, hound.

[puppy_lancer]

I've never watched anyone writing one. What, you stop and stare at people writing on walls?

[bowandblade]

[Archer flicks a hand out, as if the answer is obvious.]

It is out of the ordinary, so why not?

[He sidles over to again nudge Lancer's ass with his knee.]

Anything that is written on the wall seems to then be written on the skin.

[puppy_lancer]

[He hisses in pain.]

Shit. And are all of them carved in the same place?

[He looks toward the half-completed change. Taking a deep breath, he quickly finishes up the changes.]

[bowandblade]

Apparently not. Unless your clothes are hiding profuse bleeding. [He gives a poke at Lancer's back, right between his shoulder blades.

All the same, he looks over Lancer's shoulder to watch him finish his new message. Archer and Lancer won't kill happy people or families.]

Rather uncreative.

[puppy_lancer]

[He doesn't react at all to this one.]

Dammit. Then why am I the one who gets words on his ass?

[He looks back at his message.]

So? What do you want? "Archer jerks off alone because he scares off all the chicks with bizarre compliments?"

[bowandblade]

There is nothing bizarre about my compliments! [He snorts indignantly at Lancer's words, and prepares to say more about the subject--

--but he stops short when he notices the words that Lancer had just written were changing.]

Huh?

[puppy_lancer]

[This time Lancer actually yelps. For some reason, his butt is hurting more than ever. And at the same time, he feels the need to channel his anger somewhere.]

[He doesn't even read the changed rumor before he glares at Archer.]

...Say, Archer, are you lonely?

[bowandblade]

[...Considering he had unfortunately been caught up in the rumor's transforming effects already, he doesn't even blink in surprise at the newly redone message.]

Only if you are miserable.

[puppy_lancer]

Tch.

[He's a little disappointed.]

Any idea where we'd find lonely, miserable people?

[bowandblade]

[The question brings a smirk to his face.]

It sounds simple enough. Many people here are miserable. Just find the ones who are looking sad and alone.

[He sounds so nonchalant, as if they're just talking about the weather.]

[puppy_lancer]

...Well, that other Archer should be alone enough. Now that he and Rin aren't together anymore.

[He looks a little too happy at the idea of murdering the other Servant.]

[bowandblade]

Ah, he does seem the type. That would be a fine battle! [He nods in approval, lifting a hand to his chin thoughtfully.] Most of the other Servants would likely fit this criteria.

And if they deny that they are miserable, it would not take much to make them miserable.

[puppy_lancer]

Most of them...but not my brother. He has me as company, after all.

[He shakes his head slowly.]

Easy for you to say, Archer. You're pretty good at pissing people off

[bowandblade]

Do not put yourself down, hound! I believe in your ability to make others miserable.

[He laughs, though there is still something more to Archer's eyes -- especially since Lancer happened to mention company.]

Rather amusing, that whole line of rumors implying 'Lancer and Archer' as a couple.

[puppy_lancer]

[He cocks his head, looking at Archer.]

What, do we really look that much as a couple? Whoever wrote this probably had something wrong with their eyes.

[bowandblade]

Do we look like a couple at all? [He scoffs.] A baseless rumor meant to confuse -- and it seemed to work, going by the other messages.

Whoever wrote that first rumor should be punished as well.

[puppy_lancer]

I hope they're lonely and miserable.

[bowandblade]

Lonely and miserable and soon to be dead.

[puppy_lancer]

Painfully, tortuously dead?

[bowandblade]

[He nods in agreement, smirking darkly at the thought.]

If it is another Servant, it will be amusing to see how many weapons they can take before they die.

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer also grins as he nods. But after a few seconds, his face changes into a thoughtful expression.]

...How do you suggest we find them, though?

[bowandblade]

[Archer also adopts a thoughtful look, but not for long -- because he is soon enough kneeing Lancer in the ass again.]

We look for the writing, of course!

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer yelps and barely avoids jumping into the air.]

On their bodies, right? We won't know until we take off their clothes...