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towerofanimus2013-07-10 04:34 pm
duplicitousringleader) wrote in towerofanimus2013-07-10 04:34 pm
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001 - well there's a song on the radio that says "let's get this party started"
Characters: A newly-arrived Dio and whatever poor saps are unfortunate enough to meet him!
Setting: Room 04-14, Floor Five, and Floor Fourteen
Format: Action brackets to start with, but I'll switch to prose if you want!
Summary: Dio wakes up and discovers that he's moved from one horrific environment to another. Oh, well. Could be worse. Maybe he'll find more shit to sabotage here.
Warnings: Spoilers for VLR may come up while interacting with Dio; let me know if you'd like me to avoid them. Also, he's a huge jerk. If he treats your character rudely, it's not because I dislike you, it's because he's just that kind of person.
[Room 04-14 - closed to Quark.]
[This has got to be the worst sleep he's had in a really long time. Considering what he's been through lately, that's really saying a lot. Dio is not comfortable when he's conscious enough to realize he's in a bed, probably because he can't fucking move. If he could speak, he'd probably be cursing up a storm. There's a hard glint in his eyes that makes it pretty clear he's screaming obscenities in his mind.
Finally, he can sit up and take a better look around the room. Beds. Trunks. And not too far away - a person. And a familiar one, at that.
Quark. That little shit.]
Oh for fuck's sake - this is where you ran off to? We were looking all over, you little bastard!
[Don't tell him he's in a weird white jumpsuit yet, Quark. Let him figure that out for himself.]
[Floor Five]
[He's wearing his own clothes now (and thank god, because Dio in skintight clothing is probably something no one wants to see) and he's already had his obligatory bowl of oatmeal (and he didn't enjoy it). Now he's wandering, and the fifth floor looks interesting enough that he steps off the staircase and wanders further in.
At first, he ignores the viewfinders. They don't interest him much; he's more intrigued by the security station. But he doesn't get much out of the worker units staffing it, and after a few absolute failures at starting a conversation, he rolls his eyes and walks away. He starts for the stairs, but pauses and looks back at the viewfinders once more.
He wanders over to them and studies them with a contemplative expression. To look or not to look? That is the question...]
[Floor Fourteen]
Now this is more like it.
[He scoops up a remote and flops into a couch in the media room, pointing it at a television with an empty movie case nearby and turning it on. If there's already a movie in there, that saves him some time. What comes up seems to be some sort of a romantic tragedy, from the incredibly overdramatic breakup scene that Dio is greeted with. He raises an eyebrow as the girl on the screen begs her lover not to leave her even though she's pregnant with another man's child.
So much for this being more like it.]
Ooookay then. Gonna have to have a talk with whoever picked this movie. Talk about shitty tastes.
[Don't mind him as he just casually leaves the movie on while he starts looking through the rest of the selection.]
Christ, isn't there anything good to watch in this place? Just one stinking movie. That's all I'm asking for here!
Setting: Room 04-14, Floor Five, and Floor Fourteen
Format: Action brackets to start with, but I'll switch to prose if you want!
Summary: Dio wakes up and discovers that he's moved from one horrific environment to another. Oh, well. Could be worse. Maybe he'll find more shit to sabotage here.
Warnings: Spoilers for VLR may come up while interacting with Dio; let me know if you'd like me to avoid them. Also, he's a huge jerk. If he treats your character rudely, it's not because I dislike you, it's because he's just that kind of person.
[Room 04-14 - closed to Quark.]
[This has got to be the worst sleep he's had in a really long time. Considering what he's been through lately, that's really saying a lot. Dio is not comfortable when he's conscious enough to realize he's in a bed, probably because he can't fucking move. If he could speak, he'd probably be cursing up a storm. There's a hard glint in his eyes that makes it pretty clear he's screaming obscenities in his mind.
Finally, he can sit up and take a better look around the room. Beds. Trunks. And not too far away - a person. And a familiar one, at that.
Quark. That little shit.]
Oh for fuck's sake - this is where you ran off to? We were looking all over, you little bastard!
[Don't tell him he's in a weird white jumpsuit yet, Quark. Let him figure that out for himself.]
[Floor Five]
[He's wearing his own clothes now (and thank god, because Dio in skintight clothing is probably something no one wants to see) and he's already had his obligatory bowl of oatmeal (and he didn't enjoy it). Now he's wandering, and the fifth floor looks interesting enough that he steps off the staircase and wanders further in.
At first, he ignores the viewfinders. They don't interest him much; he's more intrigued by the security station. But he doesn't get much out of the worker units staffing it, and after a few absolute failures at starting a conversation, he rolls his eyes and walks away. He starts for the stairs, but pauses and looks back at the viewfinders once more.
He wanders over to them and studies them with a contemplative expression. To look or not to look? That is the question...]
[Floor Fourteen]
Now this is more like it.
[He scoops up a remote and flops into a couch in the media room, pointing it at a television with an empty movie case nearby and turning it on. If there's already a movie in there, that saves him some time. What comes up seems to be some sort of a romantic tragedy, from the incredibly overdramatic breakup scene that Dio is greeted with. He raises an eyebrow as the girl on the screen begs her lover not to leave her even though she's pregnant with another man's child.
So much for this being more like it.]
Ooookay then. Gonna have to have a talk with whoever picked this movie. Talk about shitty tastes.
[Don't mind him as he just casually leaves the movie on while he starts looking through the rest of the selection.]
Christ, isn't there anything good to watch in this place? Just one stinking movie. That's all I'm asking for here!
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[Dio looks surprised. He has to - Quark doesn't seem to know where the bomb came from, and he sure as hell isn't going to spill it now. The brat could go running back to the others (no he can't) and then everything would be ruined.]
Look, kid, I'll yell at you if I damn well please. Do you know how worried your old man was?
[...hahaha oh god Dio don't try and take the moral high ground here, please. Especially considering what he'd been about to do to Tenmyouji and everyone else.
He frowns and looks back at the nightstand when Quark points to it. Christ, he has to read? At least Zero III had just told them what was up. This was so needlessly pointless. He rolls his eyes and grabs the letters, scanning them quickly. You can practically see the instant when he realizes that whoever wrote them was serious.]
What the fuck?! [Which asshole went and did his job for him-- I meeeean...]
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It wasn't something he liked to think about. It made him sad and ashamed.]
But...but I was looking for him...
[It was different! In any case, Quark goes quiet as Dio reads the letter, trying not to think about his Grandpa being upset. He was still confused about why Dio made it sound like he had been gone for a super long time buuuut either way, he'd apologize next time he saw his Grandpa.
He was sure it was gonna be soon, now.]
It's kinda hard to believe, huh?
[Quark looks almost amused for a second, but then his expression drops once more. Dejectedly, he fidgets.]
All of it is true, though. As far as I know, anyway. [A pause.] But...well...I don't think they really saved us like they said.
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[Dio is a lying liar who lies.
He fidgets as well, bringing up a hand to adjust his hat. Whether the world's really been destroyed or whether he hasn't, Quark does have a point here: The people who supposedly saved them probably have ulterior motives. Everyone does, even children; there's no exceptions.
...well, there are some, but those exceptions come from people who aren't human.]
If they didn't save us, what do you think they did?
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[Quark frowns and shrugs while he makes his legs criss-cross applesauce over one another.]
But a lot of really weird [And reeeally scary, but Quark didn't want to talk about the scary part. He didn't even want to remember it.] things have been going on ever since I got here...a lot of not nice things that someone wouldn't do to people if they wanted to save them. You know? It just seems kind of like it doesn't add up.
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[Granted, no one had ever claimed to have saved them during the Nonary Game, but when he hears fucked up shit, it's the first thing that comes to mind.]
God, there better not be a rabbit running around telling us what to do or I'm gonna make him into stew.
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I don't think there's any rabbits, but there is this one lady who makes is play games. And they're not even fun games.
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Yeah, what kind of games are they? If you say Monopoly, and it's boring! I'm gonna deck you.
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No! I mean like she turns people into monsters and then makes them hurt each other.
[Kind of hard to believe, and Quark would've thought it was just a made-up story too if he hadn't spent the past month running around hiding in cupboards to avoid said monsters.]
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[Turning people into monsters, hah. Yeah right. Dio could believe in the AB project and the morphogenetic field, but those were scientific. What Quark is describing sounds like something out of some two-bit fantasy novel and he's just not buying it.]
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It's not my imagination!
[He groans, then kicks out of bed to go get his jacket and shoes from the trunk.]
Whatever, Mr. Dio! You'll see it for yourself and then you'll believe me!
[And if he got himself killed it would be his own damn fault for being a jerk and not listening, thank you very much.]
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[Ugh. Dio just was not good with children. Where the hell was Tenmyouji or one of the others when he needed someone to keep an eye on the brat. He rolls his eyes and gives off an overly dramatized shrug, clearly expressing how little he thinks of Quark's insistence that there are real monsters.]
If it does turn out that you're telling the truth, maybe I'll make it up to you somehow.
[Maybe. Probably not, though.]