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Characters: Ammy and EVERYONE EVER!!!!!1!!!
Setting: 1-14, then Floor 18.
Format: I will follow your posting style anywhere, bby. ;o
Summary: Myopic, diabetic nerd assuming he's being sold as a sex slave. He's a genius.
Warnings: AU awkward warnings for all hamsteaks. Also warnings for: Ammy being dumb, Ammy jumping to awkwardly troubling conclusions, and Ammy discussing human trafficking.

The last Amadeus could remember, he'd been staying over at Raiden's house, too tense to sleep but too tired to not fall there eventually. He usually didn't stay over, in part because Dick was a creep and had once made a joke that he might "disappear" some day.

Well, waking up in a bodysuit, in a white room sure made Dick seem prophetic.

Ammy spent a good several minutes freaking the hell out, looking under the beds and pulling at the collar on his neck. If this was some stupid punking attempt by the older Stahler, then Ammy was going to call the cops so hard. However, after discovering the trunk and changing in to his clothes (why did he only have one teeshirt? where the hell were his socks?!), it was sort of obvious even a sociopath like Richard Stahler couldn't have pulled this off. Or at the very least, if he had he wouldn't have given the eighteen year old his stuffed rabbit as a comfort object.

This clearly meant the douche had sold Ammy in to slavery.

~~~

Ammy had booked it from the room all the way down the stairs, rushing in some futile hope that if he wasn't spotted, he could evade his captors like some sort of blue-clad ninja. Armed only with his awesome backpack and a dream, Amadeus Ethelbert would prove everyone wrong and evade being sold as some boytoy!!!

However, despite all his rushing and adrenalin...he got tired around the eighteenth floor, and had to lean on a desk to catch his breath. This was not the time to remember how out of shape he was.

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[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

On one of those stairwells, Amadeus will encounter Protoman, clad in armor and trenchcoat, face fully helmeted. The noise of a rushing person causes him to look up at the incoming boy with mild curiosity. Where's the fire, Ammy?

this is gonna be the most pathetic thread

[herpderphero.livejournal.com]

Running running running runni- FUCK.

The split second Ammy saw another human figure, he'd tried to skid to a stop, backpedal, something, but it didn't quite go over as planned. His shoes didn't exactly have traction, and his heel skidded out from under him, sending the teen toppling back, on to his ass. His first instinct was to rub his damn sore tailbone, before really getting a look at the guy, and. Armor. Helmet.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Instead of getting up and running again, the panting teen just drew his legs to his chest and huddled on the stair. "D-don't shoot, I- I'll go back!"

But it will be entertaining.

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Well, that was a less than graceful spill the kid took. And that reaction... This place seems to have all kinds.

"Go back where? There is no way out, to my knowledge." He might be scary and armored and such, but for the moment, he's making no hostile movements. Unless putting one's hands in their pockets is hostile.

Entertainingly pathetic!

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Ammy peered cautiously over his kneecaps, as if expecting the guy to use his confusion as an excuse to, who knows, taze him and drag him back to the land of bodysuits.

"Um. No, I- I wasn't trying to escape-" The guy going to his pockets made Ammy skiddish again, flinching enough that his hood fell back. And he didn't automatically try to fix it. Clearly, this was serious business.

"...wait." Come to think of it...this guy was too calm. "Am, uh...am I being punked?"

The best kind of pathetic!

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

More silent staring, until the last line comes out, and Protoman's head drifts to the side. "I am unfamiliar with the term 'punked', but did you not see the letters near your bed?"

[begin0peration.livejournal.com]

Don't mind Fran, just making her way innocently down a hall, doot dee doo--

DOOF

[herpderphero.livejournal.com]

And DOOF went Ammy, landing on his side on the floor. 'Cos he is coordinated as a broken ballerina.

"Sor-"

HOLY CRAP HER HEAD HAD A BOLT IN IT.

Yeah, no offense Fran but he's just going to stare.

And stare.

...and stare.

[begin0peration.livejournal.com]

Coordination is a word that only applies to Fran when she has six arms and is wielding a plethora of sharp, pointy objects. Every other time of the day, yeah, she's clumsy. So down she goes, in horrible falling sync with Amadeus!

She might have kyah'd a little.

Fran pushes her hair out of her face, and sighs. "I should know better than to walk in the middle of these halls, I guess."

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Still staring.

"...does it hurt-"

CRAP don't say that out loud!! Ammy clamped his hands over his mouth, but yeah. He's gawking.

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Vriska was trying to be anywhere except around people right now, considering the circumstances of her tower existence now. Every three days she had to feed some unsuspecting fool to Karkat's lusus like it didn't make her sick or bother her at all. So she was hardly expecting or looking forward to finding someone else so far up in the tower.

From the looks of it he seems out of breath, a perfect vict- no. It wasn't feeding time, she didn't need that frame of mind right now. But maybe she could tuck it away for later, for next time. Yeah, she'd do that. With that out of the way, she rounded him, prepared to face whoever this was with a condescending sneer and a flutter of large blue wings.

"Soooooooomeone sure is out of shape! Humans really shouldn't exert their bodies when they clearly can't handle such little amounts of stress."

[herpderphero.livejournal.com]

There were a...lot of ways Ammy's brain went, almost in an instant of turning to look at whoever was talking to him. The ever-present paranoia of what-the-heck-did-Dick-do, the temptation to just pretend to pass out and hope he could get in rest or a trip to a hospital, and then.

Well, he was currently looking at someone he knew. From D&D. As in, the character. As in, his best big bro-figure's character, wings and all, sassing at him just like she should have. Clearly, this was the most costly prank Dick had ever done, if he'd managed to wrangle up some thirteen year old to paint themselves gray and haze him.

"...uh." Ammy shifted his super-cool bag, looking either which way, before settling back on Vriska. "Yeah, about that. Fine, you got me. You guys scared the bejeezus out of me, and Dick got his laugh. Can I go home now?"

[craaaaaaaazy8s.livejournal.com]

Vriska squinted at him, scrutinizing his features before some realization dawned on her. But she didn't let her surprise show for longer than a moment. She frowned, eying him critically. She could only guess this was another doomed offshoot timeline from the alpha. How many were there anyway?

She might as well confirm it's him, though surely she couldn't be mistaken. It wasn't like she'd paid attention to him for his whole session or anything.

"Egbert??"

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"Yeah. I play him. Why, is someone else here? Rai? Briar?" They were the only other ones that played guys, but it was probably Raiden if anyone- Briar was older and kinda, played a girl.

"And you're currently looking like Vriska, who's Victor's, spent a long time not-flirting at my character before finally getting killed because Teresa got really fed up with all this nonsense." Ammy crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. "I doubt Dick explained all this stuff to you, so- just tell him to come out, before I call the cops. Again."

....... L M A O oh my god HI ROOMIE :V

[fractus-animus.livejournal.com]

Wait--

[ ... Of course, since his new roommate bolted, Minato had to inwardly sigh and decide he'd better follow, since he'd written that guide along with Rose, and figured he could best help the other teen out.

... Luckily, this particular blue-haired boy is very much in shape, and catches up to Ammy fairly quickly. Quick enough, at least, to run across him catching his breath. His tone is neutral, and he's wearing a collar, too--really, he's the opposite of threatening-looking, considering he's also sort of short. ]

... Are you alright?

[ What even, bro. Calm yo' dice. ]

WHY HELLO OL' ROOMIE OL' CHUM

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[Ammy managed to skid to a stop successfully, turning his head around quick enough to give most people whiplash.]

Um...

[Okay, collar, calm, not carrying visible weapons, not coated in blood. Amadeus relaxed almost instantly, shoulders sagging. His awesome backpack nearly fell off his shoulder.]

...I don't know what's going on.

YES HI DID YOU TAKE YOUR INSULIN--

[fractus-animus.livejournal.com]

[ ... Well, at least he's listening. He'd have, you know, told you sooner what's "going on", but you kind of bolted bro. ]

... I see. You're currently in the Tower, under the premise that your world is gone. ... We're not sure if that's true or not. I might be able to help answer some things, if you'd like?

[ At least the things he was presently aware of. ]

SCREW INSULIN LETS EAT TONS OF LAFFY TAFFY

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Huh? [Ammy raised a brow, fixing his backpack.] Uh. First- did Dick set you up to this? Tall guy, blonde hair, looks like he'd rather be running down old ladies crossing the street?

'Cos if he has anything to do with this, I am...I am just, done with him! [Hmph.]

[isnotagiraffe.livejournal.com]

Taiki was just leaving the study room a book under his arm, he didn't like it in there, the noises scared him, and it was only one floor above the floor that smellt of blood, and so he always felt queezy.

So he wasn't really paying attention when he was knocked off his feet. "Sorry!" He gasped straight away assuming it had been his fault.

[herpderphero.livejournal.com]

Ammy, being the apparent speed demon he was, had sent himself careening head-first in to a chair, so at the very least the damage was shared.

"Hu-" Whoa it was a kid. What was a kid- oh geez it really WAS a slave ring place!!!!!!

"Hey, are you alright?!" Ammy slid across the floor on his knees, trying to hastily help Taiki up while looking around.

[isnotagiraffe.livejournal.com]

Taiki felt bad that the man had hurt himself and wrapped the oversized cloak he was wearing around him tightly before nodding. "Sorry, are you alright?"

He clambered back to his feet and tried to help the man up, though on one knee he was about as tall as Taiki was.

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"Nuh-uh, you first, are YOU all right?" Ammy peeked around, setting Taiki with a 'I am a responsible adult' look and failing completely. "Where's your parents? Are you here alone...?"

THE MOMENT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR????

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

[Since Dave had gone missing from their room, Karkat had actually worried about the dumb human. Then today, a new person woke up in his bed.

Well no, not quite new. Weird though, he thought John had been in another room already... did he request a room change? Can they even fucking do that here? Why would he want to be in this room anyway?

With all these thoughts swimming through his head, and Crabdad let loose somewhere in the goddamn tower waiting to spring upon Karkat at any given minute, the troll manages to catch the strangely taller human before he dashes out of the room.]

HEY EGBERT. What the fuck are you doing in this room?

hold on i have to turn off my sparkling giddiness first

[herpderphero.livejournal.com]

[Okay, if there was one thing to get him to completely drop all his silly and ridiculous derp, it might have been a Karkat. Because holy crap what is this and also...]

Oh my gosh. [Ammy approached without answering the question, crouching down and...trying to tentatively touch Kar's horn.]

You. Are so. Adorbs.

[cancerousnubs.livejournal.com]

WHAT THE FUCK?

[Karkat leans away from his reach defensively. NO TOUCHY.]

That better be short for adorabloodthirsty, dumbass.

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[Ammy didn't seem to catch on, and still kept up his attempts to poke at those damn horns.] Bloodthirsty? You're not a vampire- oh, wait.

[An awkward pause, and he finally gave up trying to feel up your candycorn.] Sure! Adorabloodthirsty. Totally. This is exactly what you are, Karkles.

[An even more awkward pause.] ...by which I mean you are the cutest thing ever oh god Karl would kill me I don't even care lookitthelittlehornsohgeezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...!!!