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towerofanimus2011-11-08 10:01 pm
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Entry tags:
have you ever tasted fear or loss of control
Characters: Mao and YOU YOU YOU
Setting: Dorms near room 1-04
Format: I'll match you
Summary: Mao returns to the tower in perfect mental health.
Warnings: Very angry creeper warning
It wasn’t like he minded being out of that godforsaken place. For all the things this tower had done to him, walking around the ruined hallways of Evil Academy? That was a billion times worse. In fact, when he woke up with paralysis throughout his body, it was almost… welcomed? Almost. His mind really wasn’t working that well at the moment. In its defense, though, it had taken a lot of abuse.
The memories were fuzzy, but they were for the most part accurate. The paralysis wore off after a short while, and then he was welcome to get up and explore the room, which at the moment was empty. After changing out of that stupid outfit and into his regular clothes, Mao unloaded his trunk, as he had done last time, and left the anime, games, and comics strewn about the room, once again as he had done last time. There were considerably less of them this time, though. He distributed the ‘Demon’s Handbook’ onto the three other beds, with a sticky note on them that read “REQUIRED READING” in thick red marker. He hung his assorted weapons and torture devices on the wall. It was all terribly familiar, because he had done it all before.
Once he was done redecorating the room to his liking, Mao sat on the bed and stared at the door for a moment. He thought briefly and flittingly that he would need to find a place to put all of his supplies; hopefully the tower had come up with a suitable lab area in his absence.
A second later, he was screaming like a madman and punching the door furiously. He probably got a fist through there.
Setting: Dorms near room 1-04
Format: I'll match you
Summary: Mao returns to the tower in perfect mental health.
Warnings: Very angry creeper warning
It wasn’t like he minded being out of that godforsaken place. For all the things this tower had done to him, walking around the ruined hallways of Evil Academy? That was a billion times worse. In fact, when he woke up with paralysis throughout his body, it was almost… welcomed? Almost. His mind really wasn’t working that well at the moment. In its defense, though, it had taken a lot of abuse.
The memories were fuzzy, but they were for the most part accurate. The paralysis wore off after a short while, and then he was welcome to get up and explore the room, which at the moment was empty. After changing out of that stupid outfit and into his regular clothes, Mao unloaded his trunk, as he had done last time, and left the anime, games, and comics strewn about the room, once again as he had done last time. There were considerably less of them this time, though. He distributed the ‘Demon’s Handbook’ onto the three other beds, with a sticky note on them that read “REQUIRED READING” in thick red marker. He hung his assorted weapons and torture devices on the wall. It was all terribly familiar, because he had done it all before.
Once he was done redecorating the room to his liking, Mao sat on the bed and stared at the door for a moment. He thought briefly and flittingly that he would need to find a place to put all of his supplies; hopefully the tower had come up with a suitable lab area in his absence.
A second later, he was screaming like a madman and punching the door furiously. He probably got a fist through there.