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towerofanimus2014-02-11 06:20 pm
warriorscribe) wrote in towerofanimus2014-02-11 06:20 pm
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Helped give us the dawn of another day
Characters: Enoch and anyone; Enoch and Riki
Setting: Floor 1, Feb 1; men's bathrooms/the void, Feb 9; random place/admin levels, Feb 11, Feb 14, about the tower/void
Format: I'll match you!
Summary: Enoch attempts to outsmart the glamour and fails, then a little over a week later the void decides to be cruel. And then on a positive(maybe?) note, Enoch has a shot at making life for a certain group of hackers easier. Or harder.
Warnings: Suggestion of cannibalism in the first prompt, Valentine's mini-event in the last.
Feb. 1, dinnertime, Floor 1 (Warning for suggestion of cannibalism)
The sound of the elevator doors opening woke him from a half-sleep as he staggered to his feet and wandered, dazed, into the cafeteria.
That it smelled overwhelmingly of blood woke him up.
Cautiously, he approached the counter, and looked at the food available. It was something's heart, that's for sure. Hearts were probably a little too tough for him to eat, though, in this state. But the drink there...blood, for sure. Maybe it was his exhaustion or maybe he just didn't want to go chance that piece of candy he had in his trunk, but he didn't want to just walk away without eating anything. It wasn't really blood, after all. Maybe he could force his tongue to taste it as it really was.
So he took a glass and raised it slowly to his lips. As he tilted it back, he thought, water, it's only water, it's only water...
But it was blood that hit his tongue and throat, and he gagged on it, dropping the glass and doubling over in a coughing fit as his body rebelled against it, his mind too weak from exhaustion to rein in his gag reflex.
If you missed the display, he can be found at one of the tables, his head in his arms, looking sickly pale.
(Warning end)
Feb 9, Dorm 3 men's restrooms and hallways/The Void, most of the day
Those of you who enter the men's restrooms on dormitory level 3 might see an interesting sight: A pair of jeans and sandals, and a weapon, familiar to those who know Enoch. Eventually a good samaritan will take them back to his room for him, but Enoch himself?
Well, people who vanish into the void today could catch a glimpse of him, dressed in nothing but a towel and looking very displeased.
So, too, could he be found that evening, walking back from the restrooms, still dressed only in a towel. As much as he'll appreciate the gesture of keeping his things safe, when he does find they're safe, it also means he's forced to walk to his room like this, and he knows that not everyone is okay with such a thing.
Feb 11, various, closed
Enoch is getting stronger and stronger by the day, despite being set back by a bad cold. He's still on the weak side, but stairs aren't so much a chore anymore, as long as it's not jumping-intensive like the low-gravity level. He still falls asleep in the elevator sometimes, and he still has to rest after a certain number of flights of stairs upwards, but he's doing much better. Perhaps now would be a good time for Riki to have that discussion that was requested of him.
Feb 14, all around the tower. (please state where you are) ((Only one person may find his bear, first come, first serve. < user name="brbtalkingtogod"> has found it.))
Something is different about Enoch today. He's got a crimson heart painted on his chest, and a familiar note attached to his jeans. He seems to be wandering about a lot more than he should today; in fact, you may find him napping hidden in a corner somewhere, the exhaustion wearing him down faster than it should. But you're more likely to find him moving about as if searching for something, himself, particularly in the second block, though he may have wandered anywhere.
If he's on good terms with you, you may be met with a glare, and he'll move away from you. At the very least. Who knows what might happen if you persist. But perhaps you've found his bear? It's on floor 59, tied to one of the racks. How convenient.
Or maybe he's found yours! Considering he's already searching, he's bound to come across bears he isn't looking for. He may even be carrying it around, looking for its owner, or for something to cut it open with. He may have been turned bitter and hateful towards many by the effect, but he is still a hero at heart, and won't just leave them be. If his hands are full, he may just leave them in more obvious places. And the thing about looking for something to cut it open with? He may just ask you for a knife or a sword, even if he hates you now. He still has to do the same thing.
So, whatever your reason: dare you approach?
Or, if you are luckier, you may find him after his heart has already been returned. He's still searching for bears, it seems. Though, sometimes...sometimes, if you catch him resting, he will seem on the verge of tears, and turn away not in disgust, but shame. He may doze off when he rests but you are less likely to find him sleeping, overall, and he will seem more exhausted. ((Please state that you have found him with his heart returned to avoid confusion.))
Setting: Floor 1, Feb 1; men's bathrooms/the void, Feb 9; random place/admin levels, Feb 11, Feb 14, about the tower/void
Format: I'll match you!
Summary: Enoch attempts to outsmart the glamour and fails, then a little over a week later the void decides to be cruel. And then on a positive(maybe?) note, Enoch has a shot at making life for a certain group of hackers easier. Or harder.
Warnings: Suggestion of cannibalism in the first prompt, Valentine's mini-event in the last.
Feb. 1, dinnertime, Floor 1 (Warning for suggestion of cannibalism)
The sound of the elevator doors opening woke him from a half-sleep as he staggered to his feet and wandered, dazed, into the cafeteria.
That it smelled overwhelmingly of blood woke him up.
Cautiously, he approached the counter, and looked at the food available. It was something's heart, that's for sure. Hearts were probably a little too tough for him to eat, though, in this state. But the drink there...blood, for sure. Maybe it was his exhaustion or maybe he just didn't want to go chance that piece of candy he had in his trunk, but he didn't want to just walk away without eating anything. It wasn't really blood, after all. Maybe he could force his tongue to taste it as it really was.
So he took a glass and raised it slowly to his lips. As he tilted it back, he thought, water, it's only water, it's only water...
But it was blood that hit his tongue and throat, and he gagged on it, dropping the glass and doubling over in a coughing fit as his body rebelled against it, his mind too weak from exhaustion to rein in his gag reflex.
If you missed the display, he can be found at one of the tables, his head in his arms, looking sickly pale.
(Warning end)
Feb 9, Dorm 3 men's restrooms and hallways/The Void, most of the day
Those of you who enter the men's restrooms on dormitory level 3 might see an interesting sight: A pair of jeans and sandals, and a weapon, familiar to those who know Enoch. Eventually a good samaritan will take them back to his room for him, but Enoch himself?
Well, people who vanish into the void today could catch a glimpse of him, dressed in nothing but a towel and looking very displeased.
So, too, could he be found that evening, walking back from the restrooms, still dressed only in a towel. As much as he'll appreciate the gesture of keeping his things safe, when he does find they're safe, it also means he's forced to walk to his room like this, and he knows that not everyone is okay with such a thing.
Feb 11, various, closed
Enoch is getting stronger and stronger by the day, despite being set back by a bad cold. He's still on the weak side, but stairs aren't so much a chore anymore, as long as it's not jumping-intensive like the low-gravity level. He still falls asleep in the elevator sometimes, and he still has to rest after a certain number of flights of stairs upwards, but he's doing much better. Perhaps now would be a good time for Riki to have that discussion that was requested of him.
Feb 14, all around the tower. (please state where you are) ((Only one person may find his bear, first come, first serve. < user name="brbtalkingtogod"> has found it.))
Something is different about Enoch today. He's got a crimson heart painted on his chest, and a familiar note attached to his jeans. He seems to be wandering about a lot more than he should today; in fact, you may find him napping hidden in a corner somewhere, the exhaustion wearing him down faster than it should. But you're more likely to find him moving about as if searching for something, himself, particularly in the second block, though he may have wandered anywhere.
If he's on good terms with you, you may be met with a glare, and he'll move away from you. At the very least. Who knows what might happen if you persist. But perhaps you've found his bear? It's on floor 59, tied to one of the racks. How convenient.
Or maybe he's found yours! Considering he's already searching, he's bound to come across bears he isn't looking for. He may even be carrying it around, looking for its owner, or for something to cut it open with. He may have been turned bitter and hateful towards many by the effect, but he is still a hero at heart, and won't just leave them be. If his hands are full, he may just leave them in more obvious places. And the thing about looking for something to cut it open with? He may just ask you for a knife or a sword, even if he hates you now. He still has to do the same thing.
So, whatever your reason: dare you approach?
Or, if you are luckier, you may find him after his heart has already been returned. He's still searching for bears, it seems. Though, sometimes...sometimes, if you catch him resting, he will seem on the verge of tears, and turn away not in disgust, but shame. He may doze off when he rests but you are less likely to find him sleeping, overall, and he will seem more exhausted. ((Please state that you have found him with his heart returned to avoid confusion.))
Feb 1 | Dinnertime | Fl 1 (cw: cannibalism)
Sephiroth is not getting as hungry anymore as he has been over the last few weeks of January. This is a sure indication of his coming into his real powers now, growing again out of the need for sustenance or such human requirements, and not before time. Though he has come to enjoy a warm bowl of tomato soup at this time of day, even though it wasn't really soup - the warmth felt nice considering it was still so very cold. His internal resting temperature is starting to creep back up again to compensate as well - nothing quite like self-preservation.
Though as the elevator opens into the Cafeteria, heightened senses immediately pick up on the strong coppery scent wafting from the blood available to drink. It's almost enough to make him taste it, just from the smell and so Sephiroth turns his sensitivity down just a touch.
He's been inspecting the hearts with a slightly quirked eyebrow, identifying them as human almost in the same instant as when he hears a low-frequency shatter of glass on the floor - as Enoch dropped his full glass.
Sephiroth will stand and observe Enoch's violent gagging in rejection at the blood with his nose crunched up in disgust. He's suddenly not all that hungry anymore-]
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He feels himself being watched, then, and looks up at Sephiroth, his face drawn and pale.* The glamour can't be outwilled... *he offers, weakly, as both explanation and warning.*
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Under Enoch's glance though, he remains nothing but stern in his resolve. The corner of his mouth follows his nose in a disgusted snarl. Of course the Glamour can't be out-willed, he's tried that one several times since he learned of it's existence.]
No it can't.
[And he'd very nearly grown to enjoy the soup from last month. This is just yet another sharp hook around his displeasure. Even as his stomach defiantly grumbles within him, Sephiroth is ready for the fact that he might go hungry tonight. It can't be too much longer - surely, before these needs will simply cease to exist.
Though, how very human to gag at ingesting the parts of another human when so many more from the animal kingdom did just that in extreme circumstances.]
I guess she wants us to try her specialty.
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It takes him a moment to get it, though.* Those hearts...
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The scowl doesn't budge an inch, however.]
Does tend to be a recurring theme of hers, doesn't it.
[Sephiroth again peers over to the cooked organs all laid out ready for their consumption as if they were just other pieces of meat.]
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*Except for the exception she herself-...he doesn't want to think of it. Or what it means for this menu.*
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[He looks over once more to the human hearts on display, ready for consumption by anyone at this time of day. Unsurprisingly the Cafeteria is empty, dinner will be a skipped meal for all of this month he supposes.]
-is rather more grotesque than her usual, more playful medium. [Carefully worded.]
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*It could be all there is to eat at all. The funny thing is, he still doesn't know they're human hearts.*
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It could.
[Though really who is he to know, until last month he rarely has had to frequent the cafeteria at all - nor give any mind to those that did need to eat.]
There have been periods with less food available, for sure.