Link, Hero of Winds (
zelfies) wrote in
towerofanimus2014-01-11 09:52 am
Δ but is there a floor of just pots?
Characters: Link + open!
Setting: Dorm floor 1 and various other floors
Format: starting in prose, feel free to switch to brackets
Summary: Link arrives in the Tower and does a little exploring
Warnings: none so far
Dormitory floor 1, the surrounding halls of room 1-08
A tiny blond boy poked his head out of room 1-08 in the early afternoon of January 10th. He could have just as easily been friends with Rudolph, if it weren't for the (miniature) sword and shield he carried on his back. Pointy ears, little boots, a matching cap and tunic. He was obviously confused, eyes darting up and down the hall as he crept into view and shut the door behind him.
In a short life that had recently taken a turn for the unpredictable, this was the weirdest thing Link had seen yet.
He had read the letters, committed them to memory as well as he could. He wasn't about to take them to heart without at least learning more, especially not the one about the world ending. He was still here, right? Wherever here was.
What to do, then? Have a look around, of course. Start with all of these doors and see what he found! Link began travelling down the hall, knocking on doors and poking into each bedroom as he went. That always worked, right? There had to be something.
Floor 90
Here, Link felt more at home. He was travelling one by one through the floors, undeterred by the sheer magnitude of the tower.
Eyes darting between the stairs that would take him farther on his journey and the gently rippling waters of the lagoon, Link decided that taking a second to "test" the water couldn't hurt. He slipped his boots off and left them in the grass, smiling to himself as the sand of the beach ran over his toes.
He had yet to notice the occasional rippling of a fin gliding over the water's surface.
Floor 45
"Ooh..." Link's eyes widened as he set foot on the landing of the observatory. He frowned, though, when he noticed that it didn't offer much insight at all as to what was out there. It was only clouds. He was too high up, then?
He began to run around the perimeter of the great glass room, just to be sure.
Passing between floors 24 and 22
Twenty-four was completely empty and twenty-two was just filled with a bunch of paintings, he discovered from having a quick look around. Although it was odd that they would have a completely empty floor, that wasn't what confused him the most.
Where was twenty-three?
Link could be found jogging from floor to floor, as if hoping that somehow, this time, it would magically appear. If that didn't work, he'd be looking around on the surrounding floors. A secret switch? A door that he missed? There must be something somewhere!
Setting: Dorm floor 1 and various other floors
Format: starting in prose, feel free to switch to brackets
Summary: Link arrives in the Tower and does a little exploring
Warnings: none so far
Dormitory floor 1, the surrounding halls of room 1-08
A tiny blond boy poked his head out of room 1-08 in the early afternoon of January 10th. He could have just as easily been friends with Rudolph, if it weren't for the (miniature) sword and shield he carried on his back. Pointy ears, little boots, a matching cap and tunic. He was obviously confused, eyes darting up and down the hall as he crept into view and shut the door behind him.
In a short life that had recently taken a turn for the unpredictable, this was the weirdest thing Link had seen yet.
He had read the letters, committed them to memory as well as he could. He wasn't about to take them to heart without at least learning more, especially not the one about the world ending. He was still here, right? Wherever here was.
What to do, then? Have a look around, of course. Start with all of these doors and see what he found! Link began travelling down the hall, knocking on doors and poking into each bedroom as he went. That always worked, right? There had to be something.
Floor 90
Here, Link felt more at home. He was travelling one by one through the floors, undeterred by the sheer magnitude of the tower.
Eyes darting between the stairs that would take him farther on his journey and the gently rippling waters of the lagoon, Link decided that taking a second to "test" the water couldn't hurt. He slipped his boots off and left them in the grass, smiling to himself as the sand of the beach ran over his toes.
He had yet to notice the occasional rippling of a fin gliding over the water's surface.
Floor 45
"Ooh..." Link's eyes widened as he set foot on the landing of the observatory. He frowned, though, when he noticed that it didn't offer much insight at all as to what was out there. It was only clouds. He was too high up, then?
He began to run around the perimeter of the great glass room, just to be sure.
Passing between floors 24 and 22
Twenty-four was completely empty and twenty-two was just filled with a bunch of paintings, he discovered from having a quick look around. Although it was odd that they would have a completely empty floor, that wasn't what confused him the most.
Where was twenty-three?
Link could be found jogging from floor to floor, as if hoping that somehow, this time, it would magically appear. If that didn't work, he'd be looking around on the surrounding floors. A secret switch? A door that he missed? There must be something somewhere!

Dorm Floor 1
Huh. That... certainly looked like his master, just scaled down. It couldn't be his master, because the hero didn't possess the power to shrink. And he was short enough already - Ghirahim easily had a head's worth of height on him.
Talking to the person in front of him rather than staring. That was important.
"...Hero?"
How eloquent, Ghirahim.
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"You know I'm a hero?" He didn't seem to think that there was anything strange about going door to door.
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"You have a strong resemblance to a hero I was- closely associated with at home. Nothing more than that."
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Dorm Floor One
[The orange tabby cat comes across the child after thoroughly rubbing one of the doors down the hall from him. The timid knocking catches his attention first; his ears swivel around the corner before the rest of him does, eyes wide and curious while he observes. He doesn't look familiar, doesn't smell familiar...must be new. More importantly, thinks the cat part of his mind, he must be claimed.]
[He meows at him, loudly, but doesn't approach.]
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Link grins as he notices the tabby's meows, walking over to him and crouching down to the cat's level. He reaches out silently, trying to pat it.]
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[So far the kid doesn't seem too distressed--he's happy enough to stop and pet him, which is a good sign. This puts Rick's nerves at ease, if only slightly.]
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Floor 24-22
“H-Hey! Stop running! If you’re looking for floor 23, it doesn’t exist. You’re going to disappear if you keep looking for it.”
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"What do you mean, it doesn't exist? Why would they just skip it?" There had to be a real reason for it. They couldn't have just... skipped it for no reason! Maybe the people who 'vanished' looking for it actually got there!
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He sighs, giving a polite smile.
“Sorry. I just realized, you must be new, that’s why you don’t understand. I’m Ryoji Mochizuki. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
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Floor 90
Like those boots, those boots were new. And just about her size too. Kicking off her shoes she gave them a try and felt somewhat unsettled by the fact that they were still warm. Of course their owner was just a short way away]
Hey! Are these yours?
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He nodded, an enthusiastic and full-bodied motion. She wasn't going to steal them, was she? He needed those! The outfit he'd arrived in was ridiculous!]
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Guess you need those, huh. I don't remember very well but I wouldn't be surprised if there was a floor made of spikes or something.
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Dorm Floor 1
[Started, Ib shoots to her feet, holding her teddy bear close. She was not expecting a visitor at all, so she's a bit off guard. Shoes and socks are off, the ribbon bow usually around her shirt collar absent. She just stares at him for now, wondering what he was doing.]
Re: Dorm Floor 1
[Link starts himself, slamming the door in front of him and standing in the hall. Other people in the bedrooms! Who knew!
Privacy has never been Link's forte.
A moment later, he turns the handle again. Slooowwwly...... and pokes his head in.]
Hello?
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Hi...
[Well. This is awkward.]
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dorm floor 1
"Link?"
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"Tetra!" He hobbled properly outside his room and shut the door behind him.
"...You don't know where we are, do you?" Tetra always knows. Right?
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floor 90
So, when Riku sees a kid wading past the sand, he scurries to the shoreline and raises his voice.]
Hey, kid! Careful not to go too deep.
[Wouldn't want him to drown, after all.]
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Why? [He's genuinely curious.]
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Dormitory
Needless to say, Ganondorf looked down and looked less than pleased upon seeing who knocked at that door. ]
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[ His luck stats had always been terrible, but the hero chosen by the goddesses knocking at his door? Probably beat everything. ]
I believe you came to the wrong door, boy.
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[Link was knocked almost comedically backwards when Ganondorf slammed open the door. He sat up, rubbing the back of his head and regaining his composure when-
Suddenly, Ganondorf.
His jaw dropped. How...? He didn't even begin to ponder the 'how.' Not yet. Not right now. Now, there was only pure survival instinct kicking in. Instinct and rage bubbling over as he reacted. Link yanked out his sword and held it at the ready as he scrambled to his feet. This blade wouldn't do him any good, he knew that. But it was all he had! What was he supposed to do?]
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Floor 45
I did not know that the tower had elf children running about.
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The tiny Hylian blinked before answering.]
What's an elf?
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Floor 45
His focus was drawn by a young boy - Link, the name came to him though it had been a good deal of time since there were any he'd met. He'd been lucky enough to come to the tower when there were a good deal of people with that name, and he'd learned to place the general look of them. He doesn't ever remember meeting a Link so young, though...and what was he running along the windows for?
"Excuse me, little one... Did you just arrive?"
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