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towerofanimus2013-10-11 11:56 pm
goddamntea) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-11 11:56 pm
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Characters: Cid and you.
Setting: Room 2-04, the workshop, cafeteria and anywhere else.
Format: Starting with prose, but will match.
Summary: Cid awakens in the Tower. Appropriate canon point means his world being destroyed makes a lot of sense. He then goes off to explore the tower and discover with horror what they've done to the tea in this horrible, horrible place.
Warnings: %^$@#$%@#!!
• Dormitories Floor (Room 2-04)
To some people, the thought that your world may have been destroyed makes absolutely no sense. But to Cid, it actually made a whole lot sense. Mind you, last thing he could remember, the meteor was crashing into the planet-- And while both Holy and the Lifestream were working at stopping it, there was no saying as to whether or not it had worked.
Guess that letter settled it. It had not worked.
Not that it really made that much sense though, since if his world had indeed been destroyed, nobody should have been able to rescue him. Well, guess there was only one way to get some straight answers. Grumbling, he went through his trunk's content and grabbed his equipment-- With his speak noticeably broken into pieces, thank you tower, before heading out. This smelt like something Shinra would do, and he needed answers.
• Cafeteria (Day 2)
Like everyone else, Cid had gone through his oatmeal the day before, but not without an healthy amount of swearing. Who in the world would want to eat oatmeal? Certainly not him. This tower was clearly as bad as it looked. He was a bit more enthusiast today though, as he had seen the other meals offered by the tower and they didn't look half as bad. He went for the pancakes first-- And then grimaced.
"... Pumpkin pancakes?" he left the pancake aside after one bite and moved on to take a bit of the roasted seeds-- Only to stop halfway in and brush the dish aside as well. "... Pumpkin flavored seeds."
The hell was up with that? At least they provided him with tea, they were decent enough, right? Not what he thought any more after drinking it.
"Goddamn pumpkin tea!" he slammed the cup on the table "$^@#*$รน%!! Why is everything infected with pumpkin in this damn cafeteria?!"
• Workshop (15th Floor)
At some point Cid found the workshop and stayed in it. The Tower had been nice enough to provide him with his weapon of choice, a spear, namely the "Venus Gospel". But unfortunately, it had been broken into pieces so as to fit into his trunk, pretty much killing the whole point of having a spear as weapon.
But no matter, he'd decided to take the matter into his own hands. Using whatever good metal he could find around, heating the spear's pieces and hammering them, he started working on putting the pieces back together into a coherent whole. He had made his first spear himself after all, fixing a broken one shouldn't be beyond his capabilities. It was tough and tiring to do, though.
• Random Corridors
You'll find Cid exploring the tower for the next couple days with his spear in hand and ready to cast a spell at the first sign of trouble. This tower got a lot of floors, too many if you asked him, but given he couldn't leave anytime soon he'd rather get to know the various floors.
Setting: Room 2-04, the workshop, cafeteria and anywhere else.
Format: Starting with prose, but will match.
Summary: Cid awakens in the Tower. Appropriate canon point means his world being destroyed makes a lot of sense. He then goes off to explore the tower and discover with horror what they've done to the tea in this horrible, horrible place.
Warnings: %^$@#$%@#!!
• Dormitories Floor (Room 2-04)
To some people, the thought that your world may have been destroyed makes absolutely no sense. But to Cid, it actually made a whole lot sense. Mind you, last thing he could remember, the meteor was crashing into the planet-- And while both Holy and the Lifestream were working at stopping it, there was no saying as to whether or not it had worked.
Guess that letter settled it. It had not worked.
Not that it really made that much sense though, since if his world had indeed been destroyed, nobody should have been able to rescue him. Well, guess there was only one way to get some straight answers. Grumbling, he went through his trunk's content and grabbed his equipment-- With his speak noticeably broken into pieces, thank you tower, before heading out. This smelt like something Shinra would do, and he needed answers.
• Cafeteria (Day 2)
Like everyone else, Cid had gone through his oatmeal the day before, but not without an healthy amount of swearing. Who in the world would want to eat oatmeal? Certainly not him. This tower was clearly as bad as it looked. He was a bit more enthusiast today though, as he had seen the other meals offered by the tower and they didn't look half as bad. He went for the pancakes first-- And then grimaced.
"... Pumpkin pancakes?" he left the pancake aside after one bite and moved on to take a bit of the roasted seeds-- Only to stop halfway in and brush the dish aside as well. "... Pumpkin flavored seeds."
The hell was up with that? At least they provided him with tea, they were decent enough, right? Not what he thought any more after drinking it.
"Goddamn pumpkin tea!" he slammed the cup on the table "$^@#*$รน%!! Why is everything infected with pumpkin in this damn cafeteria?!"
• Workshop (15th Floor)
At some point Cid found the workshop and stayed in it. The Tower had been nice enough to provide him with his weapon of choice, a spear, namely the "Venus Gospel". But unfortunately, it had been broken into pieces so as to fit into his trunk, pretty much killing the whole point of having a spear as weapon.
But no matter, he'd decided to take the matter into his own hands. Using whatever good metal he could find around, heating the spear's pieces and hammering them, he started working on putting the pieces back together into a coherent whole. He had made his first spear himself after all, fixing a broken one shouldn't be beyond his capabilities. It was tough and tiring to do, though.
• Random Corridors
You'll find Cid exploring the tower for the next couple days with his spear in hand and ready to cast a spell at the first sign of trouble. This tower got a lot of floors, too many if you asked him, but given he couldn't leave anytime soon he'd rather get to know the various floors.
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... Made him wonder if there was another him, but given the reactions he's gotten so far, probably not. ]
More than one of you? Guess that's related to that alternate world thin'.
[ He smiled lightly too but shook his head. All these information thrown at him in so little time were givin' him headaches. ]
No different from home then. Guess I won't have any difficulties gettin' used to this freakin' tower.
[ Well, the planet was probably more 70/30, but same difference. ]
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[It's said with a quiet laugh. Riku definitely can see traces of his world's Cid in this guy, but who knows where the similarities end? He certainly looks younger by at least a few years, and the attire's slightly different.]
And I'd say that whether you get used to this place or not depends on how much stress you can handle.
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[ Way to feel diminished. Well thankfully, he could cope with this better than most people. He was just hopin' his alternate self was faithful to the name Highwind. ]
Heh, I can handle stress just fine as long as I got my smokes.
[ Hopefully there's a way for him to get some more. ]
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[So maybe there's a parallel, or it could just boil down to appearances. Who's to say? The only way to learn is to get to know this guy, get a feel for him.
Though on the topic of smokes, Riku fights back a chuckle.]
And I guess you could always hit the request box for cigarettes, just don't expect the admins to hand them out like candy.
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[ Hollow Bastion? Traverse Town? Speak about obvious and ominous sounding names. Yet what the kid says about his alternate self certainly rings a bell. Sounds like him, alright. ]
Dunno what a Goomy Ship is, but ya got the right number. I'm an aeronautical engineer and the best pilot you can find in the air, sea and even outer space.
[ There's a certain sense of pride when he says all that. After all, Cid's always been proud of his skills as best pilot in all of Gaia. And he did love his job. ]
Huh, guess I'll just try that.
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And indeed, the request box failed, but details.]no subject
[Not to mention necessary, when you're a Keyblade-totting hero. Cid's pride makes Riku smile rather nostalgically. Might not be the same guy, but the parallels are almost soothing in their familiarity.]
So, when you say sea, do you mean sea planes?
[Or ships, maybe, but that's not exactly the same as being a pilot.]
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[ Given the difficulties Shinra had to pierce their own rocket together, they could use that stuff back home. ]
I mean a perfectly fine airplane that was meant to fly but got shot by freakin' %^$@#$% Shinra trooper that can't aim for his life! [A pause.] I guess "sea plane" describes the result well enough. 'Cept it couldn't really fly any more.
[ And that's really sad. ]