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towerofanimus2014-04-12 02:02 am
forceless) wrote in towerofanimus2014-04-12 02:02 am
Entry tags:
wake up, sleepyhead
Characters: [OU] Ventus and you!
Setting: Room 2-06, Floor 101 (Hanging Gardens), Floor 87 (Poppy Field), Floor 79 (Underwater), Floor 75 (Tower-ception) and Floor 35(Floating Lake).
Format: Starting prose, will match
Summary: Ven's finally back, and trying to piece together just what happened after all this time.
Warnings: Standard Animus fare, will update accordingly.
Room 2-06
It almost seemed like time happened in an instant; like when you went to sleep, and if you're not dreaming, you're vaguely aware that the hours are passing, but when you wake up, it's as if nothing happened except the sun coming up. It wasn't the first time he'd slept for so long, (and, sad to say, it probably wasn't going to be the last), and by now the novelty of Ven's extended sleep habits had worn off. He'd barely registered that he had been sleeping, but when he finally sat up, and registered he was awake, then yeah, he must have been sleeping in order to be awake in the first place. He was certainly groggy enough.
He wouldn't have even thought it was anything other than a dream that had lasted a really long time, but when he yawned, and glanced around the room, it was... different. Roxas definitely wasn't around, for one-- and if that assumption was wrong, then he definitely at least wasn't on some barren wasteland world.
No, something was definitely different. But instead of really registering that fact, he just yawned some more, and tugged at the ever familiar collar around his neck like he was pulling at his pajamas like a sleepy teenager.
"Mmph...what time is it....?"
He'll, figure out the rest later.
Floor 101
OK, so as it turned out a lot of stuff was different.
A lot more than he realized. Like, a lot, a lot. How much more, he had yet to figure out, and he wasn't even sure how much time had gone by, but he knew everything was generally A Lot. He realized that a long time ago (or maybe not that long) this would've been something that startled him, but it was getting disquietingly normal for him to be missing large chunks of his life. Though he still hadn't aged much more than he had after his last fight with Vanitas back home, so maybe he wasn't missing too much?
Whatever that was getting too complicated.
The point being, instead of moping around about it, Ven decided to find out just how much he'd missed. Which started with some exploring, which this time around was completely justified and not simply out of boredom or rebellion. He'd changed out of the spandex as per usual, slid on his armor with the rest of his clothes, and his first real stop brought him to a mysteriously transporting arrow that he stepped on with reckless abandon, and brought him to something.... something like the meadow, but completely different.
More plants-- a lot of plants actually. He wasn't sure if he had seen this many in the same place before, or if maybe he was just impressed 'cause it was the first new place he'd seen in a while. He stumbled around with a look of awe-- until he settled on a comparatively unimpressive little sapling among all the rather more impressive garden plants. It wasn't particularly dazzling, he thought, but it still brought a little bit of a smile to his face, and he knelt down to admire it with interest. "Hey there, little guy."
Floor 87
So maybe Ven's exploration wasn't exactly... methodically thorough, despite him moving with purpose. Actually he was just kind of skipping around to whatever seemed interesting, and a lot of times he opted to just stay on the staircase and continue on, or come back to places later-- he'd already learned his lesson plenty about how dangerous this place could be. But that didn't mean curiosity didn't get the best of him.
Stepping off on this floor was was a bit of a whim-- it was certainly nice. Not as nice as the hanging gardens, he idly decided, but the floors that looked like they were outside were always Ven's favorites over the others. Maybe he was still a bit drowsy from his... ridiculously long, sleep from when he'd been sent away from the Tower, (That kind of sounded a bit backwards to him, shouldn't he be even more awake than he usually was if he'd been sleeping for who-knows-how-long?) because a loud, groggy yawn came out of his mouth as he stretched his arms out while admiring the scenery.
"Hmm.. maybe I should go back to bed..."
Floor 79
Ah yes, this place seemed pretty par the course for this ridiculous deathtrap of a Tower-- he beheld the new floor with a bit of fascination, like he actually was underwater yet still perfectly dry and still able to breathe.
"Kind of like the aquarium," he mused to himself with a grin, kneeling down on one of the steps and reaching a hand out to try and brush the water that filled the rest of the room. "I wonder if that place is still here? Or maybe this is the aquarium and they just changed it around..."
Maybe he should be taking notes.
Floor 75
A tower. Within a tower. That was a new one. Then again, maybe it wasn't. It would also be more startling how used to he was about this place being ridiculous, if he wasn't already used to it. He kind of wished Roxas was around right now, or maybe Terra. They would totally get how ridiculous a tower within a tower sounded.
But on the outside, Ven's incredulity at the Tower's laws of physics didn't last. He beheld the largeness of the floor, once again, with awe (boy, his face sure was gonna get tired if he kept his jaw hanging open at every turn of the staircase), and he immediately summoned his Keyblade Glider up, hopping on and cruising out towards the Tower-within-the-Tower, and whatever might lie inside. Whatever it was, at least it'd be interesting.
So far, however, it was just dark, and pretty empty inside.
"Hellooooo?" He called, cupping his hands around his mouth as his glider hovered forward at an even pace. "Anyone here? Spooky boogeymen? Forces of darkness?"
Floor 35
This one wasn't new; after all his skipping around and selective exploration over quite a few days, he'd retreaded some old ground (which was necessary anyway, because visits to the cafeteria and the infirmary weren't really optional in certain terms of speaking), and at the end of the day had ended up at the lake. It wasn't particularly a notable lake in and of itself, other than having more of the Tower's special brand of physics.
But it did bring to mind his old friend and roommate (old? wasn't it just yesterday?), freaking out as per usual in one memorable even where he'd stormed off to the lake. He'd been glad Sayaka had been there to help him stop him, but he'd figured out that neither of them were even here anymore. At least not thus far as he had seen, and not where he figured they should have been. The revelation almost made him petulantly indignant, even if he still had friends that were still around.
Being a mope didn't really make him feel... up to par. At least not what he wanted to be, optimism was much more becoming of him and he knew it. So when he'd stopped himself at the lake and took a seat before, his legs crossed and his chin propped up by his hands, and his angry pout focused on the water before him.
He'd take some time to... marinate. Morosely. He'd get back to something more important later.
Setting: Room 2-06, Floor 101 (Hanging Gardens), Floor 87 (Poppy Field), Floor 79 (Underwater), Floor 75 (Tower-ception) and Floor 35(Floating Lake).
Format: Starting prose, will match
Summary: Ven's finally back, and trying to piece together just what happened after all this time.
Warnings: Standard Animus fare, will update accordingly.
Room 2-06
It almost seemed like time happened in an instant; like when you went to sleep, and if you're not dreaming, you're vaguely aware that the hours are passing, but when you wake up, it's as if nothing happened except the sun coming up. It wasn't the first time he'd slept for so long, (and, sad to say, it probably wasn't going to be the last), and by now the novelty of Ven's extended sleep habits had worn off. He'd barely registered that he had been sleeping, but when he finally sat up, and registered he was awake, then yeah, he must have been sleeping in order to be awake in the first place. He was certainly groggy enough.
He wouldn't have even thought it was anything other than a dream that had lasted a really long time, but when he yawned, and glanced around the room, it was... different. Roxas definitely wasn't around, for one-- and if that assumption was wrong, then he definitely at least wasn't on some barren wasteland world.
No, something was definitely different. But instead of really registering that fact, he just yawned some more, and tugged at the ever familiar collar around his neck like he was pulling at his pajamas like a sleepy teenager.
"Mmph...what time is it....?"
He'll, figure out the rest later.
Floor 101
OK, so as it turned out a lot of stuff was different.
A lot more than he realized. Like, a lot, a lot. How much more, he had yet to figure out, and he wasn't even sure how much time had gone by, but he knew everything was generally A Lot. He realized that a long time ago (or maybe not that long) this would've been something that startled him, but it was getting disquietingly normal for him to be missing large chunks of his life. Though he still hadn't aged much more than he had after his last fight with Vanitas back home, so maybe he wasn't missing too much?
Whatever that was getting too complicated.
The point being, instead of moping around about it, Ven decided to find out just how much he'd missed. Which started with some exploring, which this time around was completely justified and not simply out of boredom or rebellion. He'd changed out of the spandex as per usual, slid on his armor with the rest of his clothes, and his first real stop brought him to a mysteriously transporting arrow that he stepped on with reckless abandon, and brought him to something.... something like the meadow, but completely different.
More plants-- a lot of plants actually. He wasn't sure if he had seen this many in the same place before, or if maybe he was just impressed 'cause it was the first new place he'd seen in a while. He stumbled around with a look of awe-- until he settled on a comparatively unimpressive little sapling among all the rather more impressive garden plants. It wasn't particularly dazzling, he thought, but it still brought a little bit of a smile to his face, and he knelt down to admire it with interest. "Hey there, little guy."
Floor 87
So maybe Ven's exploration wasn't exactly... methodically thorough, despite him moving with purpose. Actually he was just kind of skipping around to whatever seemed interesting, and a lot of times he opted to just stay on the staircase and continue on, or come back to places later-- he'd already learned his lesson plenty about how dangerous this place could be. But that didn't mean curiosity didn't get the best of him.
Stepping off on this floor was was a bit of a whim-- it was certainly nice. Not as nice as the hanging gardens, he idly decided, but the floors that looked like they were outside were always Ven's favorites over the others. Maybe he was still a bit drowsy from his... ridiculously long, sleep from when he'd been sent away from the Tower, (That kind of sounded a bit backwards to him, shouldn't he be even more awake than he usually was if he'd been sleeping for who-knows-how-long?) because a loud, groggy yawn came out of his mouth as he stretched his arms out while admiring the scenery.
"Hmm.. maybe I should go back to bed..."
Floor 79
Ah yes, this place seemed pretty par the course for this ridiculous deathtrap of a Tower-- he beheld the new floor with a bit of fascination, like he actually was underwater yet still perfectly dry and still able to breathe.
"Kind of like the aquarium," he mused to himself with a grin, kneeling down on one of the steps and reaching a hand out to try and brush the water that filled the rest of the room. "I wonder if that place is still here? Or maybe this is the aquarium and they just changed it around..."
Maybe he should be taking notes.
Floor 75
A tower. Within a tower. That was a new one. Then again, maybe it wasn't. It would also be more startling how used to he was about this place being ridiculous, if he wasn't already used to it. He kind of wished Roxas was around right now, or maybe Terra. They would totally get how ridiculous a tower within a tower sounded.
But on the outside, Ven's incredulity at the Tower's laws of physics didn't last. He beheld the largeness of the floor, once again, with awe (boy, his face sure was gonna get tired if he kept his jaw hanging open at every turn of the staircase), and he immediately summoned his Keyblade Glider up, hopping on and cruising out towards the Tower-within-the-Tower, and whatever might lie inside. Whatever it was, at least it'd be interesting.
So far, however, it was just dark, and pretty empty inside.
"Hellooooo?" He called, cupping his hands around his mouth as his glider hovered forward at an even pace. "Anyone here? Spooky boogeymen? Forces of darkness?"
Floor 35
This one wasn't new; after all his skipping around and selective exploration over quite a few days, he'd retreaded some old ground (which was necessary anyway, because visits to the cafeteria and the infirmary weren't really optional in certain terms of speaking), and at the end of the day had ended up at the lake. It wasn't particularly a notable lake in and of itself, other than having more of the Tower's special brand of physics.
But it did bring to mind his old friend and roommate (old? wasn't it just yesterday?), freaking out as per usual in one memorable even where he'd stormed off to the lake. He'd been glad Sayaka had been there to help him stop him, but he'd figured out that neither of them were even here anymore. At least not thus far as he had seen, and not where he figured they should have been. The revelation almost made him petulantly indignant, even if he still had friends that were still around.
Being a mope didn't really make him feel... up to par. At least not what he wanted to be, optimism was much more becoming of him and he knew it. So when he'd stopped himself at the lake and took a seat before, his legs crossed and his chin propped up by his hands, and his angry pout focused on the water before him.
He'd take some time to... marinate. Morosely. He'd get back to something more important later.
an effort was made
To put it lightly. [At least he hasn't been gone for quite as long as Samus had.] It is good to see you again, regardless. How are you faring?
[Y'know, outside of the accidental near death experience thing.]
a brief summary of birth by sleep
Y'know, for someone who's slept for another year or two again. Still, it's not as bad as the last time I had a big nap, so I guess it's not so bad. Sure seemed to have missed out on all the news though.
bless the bbs trio's hearts
[Even if it still gets a quirk of her eyebrow. Ven, did you pull out a mythical sword you weren't supposed to or something--]
I am glad you are doing well as one can, but... you are right. Much has happened in your absence. Have you been informed as to the extent of it?
they tried
[Anyway, on to... slightly more serious things, even if that was in no way more fun or anything.] Yeah, a little, I guess? Jason and Dax are both gone, aren't they? And now there's a timer...?
no subject
That is right, on both accounts. [She's not surprised those are the first things he's been told given their significance, and the less she has to speak of Jason's death in particular, the better.] What of the new collar fluid? Have you been told of that yet?
no subject
No... haven't heard that one yet. What happened?
no subject
We learned the fluid contains a drug that suppresses our true abilities, which would be how the administrators can render us powerless so easily. But we also learned how to separate the drug from what keeps us alive here. You can request to switch over by bringing a note to the retrieval unit that oversees collar check ups during the day of your own.
[Well, that's one part of how the collars work, and arguably the most pleasant one.]
no subject
[He idly glanced (er, sort of glanced, tried to glance) down at the collar around his neck, hooking one finger around one of the tubes(??), tugging at it slightly and sticking his tongue out in distaste. These things always were a bundle of fun memories.]
So... we'd be able to use our powers without the admins being able to stop us? Sounds like a plan to me!
no subject
That is the idea. Unfortunately, it is not foolproof - Ruana seems to still hold some sway over us regardless. [More memories of the labyrinth that she'd rather not linger on. Seeing into the future constantly had been disorienting at best.] But I imagine most to consider it better than nothing.
[Oh, one more thing.]
But take care should you decide to switch over. You will not be able to use your powers at all for roughly a week as your soul grows accustomed to not being drugged, and most of the floors Riki has built in your absence are more trouble than they are worth.
[Subject A: Poppy field.]
no subject
[Had he thanked her for that already? He kind of can't remember in the excitement of actually getting to see her again. And being awake.]
So, no field trips after the collar stuff. Anything else?
no subject
My apologies. I likely should have been gentler about the whole ordeal.
[She's been here too long. Anyway. Her voice quiets somewhat - Aria's headquarters is probably not a well kept secret at this point, but old habits die hard.]
Have you been told of our sanctuary yet?
no subject
Ah-- the place, uh... near the little tree sprout, right? [Is this something he shouldn't be actively talking about given the admins can still listen to everything he's not really sure..........]