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towerofanimus2013-07-10 09:19 pm
scytheyouout) wrote in towerofanimus2013-07-10 09:19 pm
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♫ ONE ♫
Characters: Soul and YOU.
Setting: Room 2-08 and surrounding dorm areas, floors 1, 28 and various other floors. Feel free to pick any floor you'd like. I will roll with anything you throw at me.
Format: action
Summary: Congratulations, tower! You are now plus one (1) Death Scythe! Have you seen his Meister?
Warnings: Accidental stabbings are going to be a thing.
► Room 2-08 | Dormitories | Various floors throughout the day ◄
[This wasn't Nevada. This was no where close to Nevada and if the letter by his bed was the real deal, apparently Nevada was no longer a thing. It was dust. It's a lot to swallow and he's hesitant to believe it without any further proof, but he is definitely unsettled.
After finding his belongings in his trunk, he quickly gets changed (seriously, that catsuit thing was just incredibly uncool) and sets out to explore his new surroundings.]
Maka's gotta be around here somewhere...
► Floor One ◄
[At first Soul figured the whole having to eat the oatmeal first thing was a bunch of crap. After he threw up his chicken nuggets he found that it really, really wasn't. Soul was hardly a picky eater, but this stuff was just gross.
He pokes at the sludge in his bowl, frowning.]
All right. Only a couple more bites and you're done, dude. You can do this.
► Floor Twenty-Eight ◄
[Now this was his kind of place. Instruments lined the walls, every kind of piano and keyboard was laid out in front of him. Acoustic, electric, and bass guitars were perched on stands and practically begging to be played.
He hits the piano first.
A sleek, black baby grand.
His fingers brush across the keys. He sits down and starts to play.]
Setting: Room 2-08 and surrounding dorm areas, floors 1, 28 and various other floors. Feel free to pick any floor you'd like. I will roll with anything you throw at me.
Format: action
Summary: Congratulations, tower! You are now plus one (1) Death Scythe! Have you seen his Meister?
Warnings: Accidental stabbings are going to be a thing.
► Room 2-08 | Dormitories | Various floors throughout the day ◄
[This wasn't Nevada. This was no where close to Nevada and if the letter by his bed was the real deal, apparently Nevada was no longer a thing. It was dust. It's a lot to swallow and he's hesitant to believe it without any further proof, but he is definitely unsettled.
After finding his belongings in his trunk, he quickly gets changed (seriously, that catsuit thing was just incredibly uncool) and sets out to explore his new surroundings.]
Maka's gotta be around here somewhere...
► Floor One ◄
[At first Soul figured the whole having to eat the oatmeal first thing was a bunch of crap. After he threw up his chicken nuggets he found that it really, really wasn't. Soul was hardly a picky eater, but this stuff was just gross.
He pokes at the sludge in his bowl, frowning.]
All right. Only a couple more bites and you're done, dude. You can do this.
► Floor Twenty-Eight ◄
[Now this was his kind of place. Instruments lined the walls, every kind of piano and keyboard was laid out in front of him. Acoustic, electric, and bass guitars were perched on stands and practically begging to be played.
He hits the piano first.
A sleek, black baby grand.
His fingers brush across the keys. He sits down and starts to play.]
Floor One
Pardon me, but if you want, I can help you eat the oatmeal. And I'll tell you everything I know about the Tower, if you want! It'll help you survive here, trust me.
no subject
Don't I have to eat it all myself? I want to be able to eat other stuff later, you know?
no subject
You don't have to! It's fine if other people help you. You can still eat food afterwards and not throw up if you do so. But..I have to warn you, the rest of the food is just water and nutrition bars, even if it doesn't look or taste like it.
no subject
[That just seems to confuse him.]
My nose and my stomach are telling me otherwise, man.
no subject
It is, but I don't mind! It'll help you out, and you'll have more time to properly digest information about this place. And I know your senses are telling you otherwise..but that's just an illusion. The Tower is full of them. For instance, the only part of your body that you're actually seeing right now is your collar.