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[thirtybits]

Characters: Judas and open
Setting: Room 1-10, floor 96, cafeteria, elsewhere
Format: Starting action spam, can match
Summary: It's almost Christmas and also Friday the 13th, a terrible combination when you're Judas
Warnings: Possibly some suicidal thoughts in the first two prompts

Room 1-10
[Judas has been staying in bed the last week or so, other than one small trip to the library, the sheets drawn up to his head so no one will bother him. But today he comes back from having starved to death the day before. And finally gets up. It's finally time to go out. Maybe the death opened his eyes to what he was doing.
Feel free to try to bug him at any point in the week, before Friday he'll try to pretend he's not there if anyone comes knocking, and pretend he's asleep if any roommates are around.]

Floor 96
[When he leaves his room, he heads straight for the ninety-sixth floor. He remembers having heard staying on this floor too long starts to erase your memories. And right now, he'd like to forget. If he stays long enough, maybe he can forget everything until after Christmas. So he sits in the chair, not moving.]

Cafeteria and around
[Anyone who spots and knows Judas once he does leave, will probably immediately notice his uncharacteristic smile. While normally he constantly has a gloomy look to him, even when he's smiling, now he truly looks carefree. And it's true, he is. ...Because he pretty much remembers nothing at all. Maybe he should be a little worried about that, but he feels so good, he doesn't care. One of the first things he realises is that he's hungry, really hungry, so he heads down to the cafeteria and loads up a plate of nutrition bars.

He can also be found wandering around the tower for the next while. It'll take nearly two weeks for his memories to fully return, and it happens slowly but surely. So let me know if it's a day other than Dec. 13th, and which day, so I can figure out how much he knows!]

Comments

say a few days after the 13th as I'm not sure how long he'll remain in cat form

[monstrueux]

[Gilles likes the 101st floor in his cat form, because there are plenty of places to lurk among the plants. He stalks among the blushes and bats at the hanging tendrils, and generally does what you would expect a cat to do in the hanging gardens. He's enjoying this prosaic life! For now... (Not that he doesn't go out killing things with his tentacle monsters, too.)

Yet when he sees Judas, Gilles remembers himself and thunders over the ground toward him in his heavy-pawed, ungainly fashion. His dear friend Judas! He's missed him! (Gilles is something of an inattentive friend, being so easily distrcted.) He runs up to him purring and headbutts his leg, not stopping to think that maybe Judas does not know he's a cat--and he has no way of knowing that Judas may have forgotten his dear friend Gilles altogether!]

[thirtybits]

[Judas startles when suddenly something hits him and looks down.]

...A...cat?

[He didn't know there were cats here!]

[monstrueux]

[Oh yes, wait, he's a cat, of course Judas won't recognize him. He meows, batting Judas' leg with a paw (claws retracted). How to make himself known? He looks up at Judas expectantly, holding his gaze.]

[thirtybits]

[He crouches down, smiling as he scratches the cat's head. A little behind the ears. He must want to be pet, right?]

[monstrueux]

[Well, Judas is right, he does want to be petted.... So he forgets himself and enjoys the scratching, purring contentedly, until--that's right, Judas!

So he meows again, gazing very inistently into Judas' eyes, as if willing him to realize the truth!]

[thirtybits]

...What's up?

[Now he's confused, it does seem like it's trying to communicate, but, it's not like Judas speaks cat...]

[monstrueux]

[Wait, he remembers what the super smart and amazing Jade suggested, so he reaches up a paw and traces a letter on Judas' hand: G]

[thirtybits]

[He blinks. G?]

Does that stand for something?

[monstrueux]

[He nods, then continues to spell.

I... L...]

hope this is okay!

[culbutiri]

[Nesir generally just hurried past this floor. She had never once been tempted to go in. She knew what it did and hated it. Her memories were her own, and about the only real thing she had. The only part of her that made her her. Precious and fiercely guarded.

Usually she wouldn't care if she saw someone in there, what stupid people did with their own heads was none of her business. But she liked Judas, and when she saw him she frowned. Then marched in and grabbed Judas' arm, trying to pull him.] What do you be thinking you do be doing?

for sure!

[thirtybits]

[Judas looks up at her, blankly. He hasn't forgotten much yet, but it's slowly creeping in.]

Making use of the floor...

[culbutiri]

You did no be striking me as being stupid. [She tugged at him] Come on we do be leaving.

[thirtybits]

[He shakes his head.]

No, sorry. I know it's stupid, but it won't last forever, so it's not a big deal.

[culbutiri]

Well it should no be lasting at all, be coming out. It do no even be worth it.

[thirtybits]

I don't know, I think it is, it would be nice for a little while.

[culbutiri]

[She shook her head, he might notice if he could still remember that she was wearing the scarf and gloves he had made her.] Why would it be being nice, what do be being nice about not being you.

[thirtybits]

...Pretty much everything.

[He sighs. Blinking at the scarf when he notices it dangling. Huh, he's glad people are using them.]

I can't think of any better way to pass this month.

Floor 96

[god_damned]

[ The Tower, even tall and impressive as it is, still seems vulnerable to the elements of cold. To defend against it, Kirei is wearing the scarf and gloves which were left in his mailbox. He has no idea as to who left them, and it seems far too innocent to be a deception from the administrators. So, he wears them, and unintentionally stumbles on the man who made them.

But has Judas already forgotten that?

Kirei has never been to this floor, nor does he understand its significance. He enters it, and he pauses at the sight before him. ]

Hello.

[thirtybits]

...Hello. Can I help you...?

[He spots the knitwear and can't help but smile just a little. That's right, even he can be useful every once in a while, huh?]

[god_damned]

There is nothing to help; I was simply exploring.

[ He pauses, though, his suspicion allowing him to linger. ]

What is this place?

[thirtybits]

This floor? I heard it can erase memories for a time.

[god_damned]

[ Kirei pauses. He would be skeptical, however, the Tower has proven power even beyond that. ]

Only for a time? [ It's spoken in an undertone, more in reflection rather than actively seeking an answer. ]

What are you trying to erase?

[thirtybits]

[Who he is, what he did, Hell, what the time of year means, why the current date is unlucky, that everyone's dead...]

...Pretty much...everything?

[god_damned]

Is that truly possible?

[ Kirei hesitates, his gloved hands tightening a little at the idea. If he could forget-- ]

You imply that it's temporary.

[thirtybits]

Yes, I think it can last a while, depending how long you stay? But it's definitely not permanent...