towerofanimus | #001 [open]

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#001 [open]

Characters: AU Vriska and the people who meet her (aka open)
Setting: Dorm 1-13 / Cafeteria / Exploring
Format: Starts action, but will follow
Summary: The tower has another new cerulean blood and she's not happy about it. Note: please specify if you're meeting her in/by her dorm, in the cafeteria or roaming the tower (in which case you get to pick where)
Warnings: Rage and swearing. Violence likely if provoked.

Dorm 1-13
[Anyone who happens to be passing - or to be inside - Dorm 1-13 when Vriska awakes will be treated to a loud, angry scream as she waits rather impatiently for the sleep paralysis to wear off. When she can finally move, there's more swearing as she takes in the unflattering outfit she's wearing. Soon, she'll notice the chest and change into something more appropriate. And it's then she notices the collar - in green, of all colours! Feel free to run into her either in the room or just as she's leaving it.]

Cafeteria
[This is actually Vriska's second visit to the cafeteria. Her last visit ended in the need to throw up so she's back, scowling as she eats some oatmeal and periodically tugging at the collar that just refuses to come off. There's no-one else at her table, though, if you dare approach]

Exploring the Tower
[Once fed, Vriska starts to roam the tower, on the hunt for anyone who can explain what's going on - whether this is a ploy to pull the blue-bloods into line or if something more unusual is afoot. She'll be taking in most of the floors at least in passing, her trusty cutlass in hand, so feel free to run into her anywhere]

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[Olette's eyes snap open as Vriska is rummaging through her chest - and her heart pounds as she realizes that she can't move. This is unusual and a little frightening, and it would be a lie to say that hearing Vriska's movements but being unable to turn her head and look to see what's making the noise is something she doesn't like. When it wears off, she clumsily sits up and stands. She doesn't like what she's wearing, and she definitely doesn't like the collar (though at least it's got an acceptable color on it, she thinks), but it looks like Vriska is about to leave and Olette really doesn't want to be alone right now.]

Please, wait!

[Vriska looks up at the voice, the first thought she's given to the fact that she might not be alone in this unfamiliar room that nonetheless has her belongings in a chest at the foot of this strange slab she woke up on.

She almost drops her sword at the obvious non-troll she sees]

What the fuck are you?

[She gulps a little when she realizes that Vriska is holding a sword. She's seen Keyblades, but somehow they always seemed rather nonthreatening to her, probably because she wasn't a Heartless or a Nobody.

But what Vriska was holding certainly looked sharp enough to do some damage. And come to think of it, Vriska's appearance ... did sort of look more like something threatening than someone she'd just see in Twilight Town.]

I'm ... a human...? What are you? Where are we?

[Originally, she'd only had the sword out because she hadn't bothered to sheath it. But now there was this creature with no horns and the wrong coloured skin and sure, she probably wasn't a threat given the brawls she's gotten into but she's still wary.]

Human? Never heard of them. As to where we are, I was just about to try and find out when I was interrupted.

[She tugs a little at the collar, not really fighting it yet but still obviously disgruntled by it]

...you've never heard of humans?

[Olette's expression was bemused - how could someone have never heard of humans? Maybe she came from a world where they didn't exist... but then, what was she?]

Wait, that's not the point here. Can I come with you?

[Whether or not Vriska was going to say yes, Olette was already looking through her trunk for her clothes so she could get changed.]

Isn't that what I just said?

[She's swapped hands with the collar now, hoping that perhaps her robotic arm might be more help and failing just as miserably in removing the blasted thing.

...Odd, the human-creature's collar's a different colour. A colour that's marginally less offensive to Vriska. Could it possibly be that Tavros was involved somehow? It seemed too underhanded to be his work but then they had been close friends for several sweeps.

It's perhaps because of that she finds herself a little more willing to wait than she might normally be]

Fine, but hurry it up will you? I'm not going to find anything out in here.

It's just a little strange-sounding to me, that's all.

[She quickly moved to change into her usual clothes, relaxing a little at their familiarity. Maybe it was weird that clothes could make her feel better, but darn if it hadn't been strange to be wearing that white ... thing.]

I'm ready. Don't worry, I can keep up! Let's go check this place out!

Wow, look at all the fucks I don't give. Or is it normal for you to wake up in weird places and not be able to move?

[She's already at the door when Olette declares she's ready; she walks out of the room expecting that the human will follow and not really caring if she doesn't]

[Olette wasn't going to respond to that one - it sounded more like a rhetorical question, and besides, it seemed like everything she was saying made this girl angrier.

As she followed her out, she vaguely wondered what it was she'd gotten herself into by waking up today.

Hm... maybe it was all just a dream. She always had weird dreams after hearing about Sora's adventures. Her imagination did sometimes tend to get a little overactive when it came to imagining what else was out there, now that she knew there were other things out there.]

...this place is strange.

[Vriska has no real direction in mind when she walks. Hard to have a sense of where to go when you don't know where you are. So she's just walking and hoping for inspiration]

Are you always this good at stating the obvious?

[Her tone is less angry this time, more bored, distracted as she tries to find a way to go. Fuck this place, wherever it is]

...well, back home my friends aren't really good at seeing the obvious [sorry Hayner and Pence] so I guess it's sort of a habit.

[Wait a second, back home?]

Okay, I get that this is a weird building and I get that last I checked there aren't any humans on Alternia...but where the hell are we if not at home?

I don't know... but before I went to sleep I was in my room in Twilight Town. Now I'm here. There's... nothing like this place in Twilight Town, so we have to be somewhere else, right?

[Logic is one of Olette's strong points. One of her only strong points, considering how many people from her 'verse are fighting machines.]

...what's Alternia like?

((My hand slipped. :c ))

[Vriska stops walking and turns to look at her]

Twilight Town? What sort of lameass names somewhere Twilight Town?

[She shakes her head and begins to walk again. She has to admit the logic is sound, but that doesn't mean she has to do so out loud]

The sort of fucked-up place where randomly abducting and enslaving rogue violent-bloods would make perfect sense if this seemed like an Alternian hive and you weren't a human. Whatever that actually means.

It's a fitting name, okay...!

[Olette put her hands on her hips and glared, just a little - but unfortunately, she was a little too slow, because she found that she was glaring at Vriska's back. With a small sigh, she started walking.]

... I'm not really sure what a violent-blood or an Alternian hive is, but I'm just going to take that to mean your world isn't very pleasant. [She has to stop herself from asking if it's plagued by the creatures she heard about from Sora, and Kairi, and all the other visitors to her world...]

Sure it is. And I just remembered to never go there.

[Unless they were wrong and they were in Twilight Town, in which case the place could suck it up and accept its lameness.

At the comment on her own world, however, Vriska pauses her stride to glance back]

Well, I suppose that depends on your definition of pleasant.

I don't think any definition of pleasant would apply to a place where randomly abducting and enslaving anyone is normal enough that you'd have thought we were there if I wasn't a human.

I didn't say it was normal. Just that it would make sense. Just one more way for her Imperious Bitchiness to remind us of our place in society.

... "her Imperious Bitchiness"...?

[A world where that was a title for someone who was apparently a ruler didn't sound pleasant, either!]

...either way, um, I guess I wouldn't know because I've never been there but it doesn't really sound very nice.

[She shrugs]

Bitchiness, Luminescence, whatever. Point is, she's been itching for a shot at me for a while now, I just know it, and this seems like her kind of underhanded, round-about way of getting things done.

But again, we come back to there being someone who isn't a troll, a lusus or any kind of creature I've come across before.

...that sounds complicated.

[She was stating the obvious again, but she wasn't really sure what else she could say. Anything else she could think of sounded sort of shallow, considering she really didn't know anything of Vriska's world or backgound...]

...troll? Lusus? ...What kind of creatures have you come across?

[But just because she didn't know, didn't mean she couldn't try to learn.]

[Eridan's got a tray and things are pretty crowded at this time. He looks around, scowling, and walking around as he tries to find to find an empty table.

As he sees Vriska eating oatmeal, he stops and blinks at her. Isn't that the same blue blood he met before?]

Wwhat are you doin' eating that for?

[Vriska rounds the corner, and it feels like she's staring at her past as her eyes shift from the eye patch to the robotic arm. Her wings twitch slightly as she turns her focus to the other Vriska's face. Seriously, can this place stop bringing duplicates of her in? Or... past her or whatever. Except this 'past her' looks suspiciously older. She cocks her head to the side, eyes narrowed.]

This tower must really love me or something.

All kinds. Though most of them don't really talk, trolls being the obvious exception.

[Obvious to her at least, that being her own species.]

Anyway, it's not really relevant right now because for all we know, we're the only two here and then we're really screwed...unless there's something you're not telling me?

[Sure, accuse the alien creature of being a plant, that's sound logic there]

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[Dorm 1-13! Hi roomie!]

[The poor, poor dear xD]

[Olette's sure they'll be ~great friends~!]

[That may not be much less dangerous for her...]

[You say that like anything in this tower isn't dangerous...]

[True. It's just most of the things in the tower aren't meant to be on Olette's side...]

[Eh, she's cool with it as long as none of them eat her heart.]

[Nope. No eaten hearts at least from this one]

[So it could definitely be worse!]

[Oh yes]

[idk what to put here now but leaving it blank feels wrong...]

[empty brackets are sad brackets]

[very very sad brackets :c ]

[GAH I MEANT TO USE THIS ICON]

[and lonely. And boo icon misfires!]

[now i'm using this icon on purpose]

[yay! Which just makes me think I need more icon space for Vriska]

[get more icons get ALL THE ICONS /bricked]

[It'll happen. Eventually xD]

[Hoorah!]

[Indeed!]

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