For Thine Is; Part One

[animusmods]

Characters: anyone outside of the Tower
Setting: outside
Format: any
Summary: You have been transported out of the Tower, and you must return quickly.
Warnings: psychological horror

It's pitch black here, though the ground is made of dirt and the Tower gleaming in the distance provides at least a sign that light exists somewhere. It's completely silent. It feels as if things might jump out at you--but that's probably your imagination.

Comments

[bowandblade]

Have to? You are hardly responsible for what I do, girl.

[glassceiling]

No, but we all must make it back to the Tower. It would be safer in a group.

[bowandblade]

There is not even a guarantee we will be able to reenter the tower once we approach the base. We were removed from the tower for a reason.

[glassceiling]

Zo removed us the only way he knew how. Perhaps if we are at the Tower's base, we could contact him again and persuade him to bring us back in. Or we could...have Riki open the doors for us.

[bowandblade]

[He snorts at the idea of depending on Riki for their survival.]

Breaking back into the tower may prove to be necessary.

[glassceiling]

[Meanwhile. Assassin isn't quite skeptical of Riki. Yet.]

Would we be able to do it with our bare hands?

[bowandblade]

Doubtful. But surely there is something at the base of the tower that can be used as leverage.

[He finds himself muttering the same rhyme that had become stuck in his head in that ruined carnival.]

There was a tower on a hill,
There was a Tower called Animus,
Tower people do what they will,
And they steal children from the rest of us.

[glassceiling]

...That was the rhyme for the carnival, was it not? I cannot see a hill, though.

[bowandblade]

There are likely things that we cannot see in the dark. If nothing else, there must be some place near the tower that the "Tower people" were stealing the children from.

[So it stood to reason that they would run into that place as they walked closer to the tower.]

[glassceiling]

And we might come across that place while making our way back. If it is true that this is a dead world, then...

[She wonders what sort of carnage they'll be able to make out. Perhaps it is better that they have no light.]

[bowandblade]

Indeed. Town ruins, city ruins. Maybe we will even see something that explains the Tower's origins.

[glassceiling]

And perhaps even something to fight against Ruana with.

[She perks up a little at the thought of that.]

[bowandblade]

Precisely! Something to look forward to at the end of this walk.

[glassceiling]

If we can find an item like that, we will need a place to hide it in the Tower. Perhaps we can use Aria's floor.

[bowandblade]

Then it will have to be something that can be concealed while maneuvering to there.

[He briefly pauses, that disgracefully uncomfortable feeling bearing down on his wireframe joints for a moment.]

[glassceiling]

[Assassin hugs her sides, trying to keep her own feeling of being ready to burst down.]

Then it can only work for small things. If we require something too big, we will need to take it apart and carry it in pieces.