He's finally reached the last floor of this motherfucking pointless tower of tricks and traps, some which he had to learn the hard way and earn some scars from it and some he just got lucky. It's all so unpredictable.

The air on this floor is stale and musty, of death. It's one he's very familiar with, and although it doesn't exactly put him at ease, it's something he's familiar with. Sure, he's more used to fresh bodies that are squeezed dry then tossed into a flaming sacrificial pit, but you can only ask for so much. He takes a look around the graveyard, which is a foreign sort of place for him altogether. Trolls didn't have graveyards, after all. They merely left their dead to be absorbed back into the ground.

He inspects the graves, wondering why these aliens bothered with such a ritual. Why? Did it serve a grander purpose in this universe as the Vast Honk? He'll never know just from looking at them here alone, that's for sure. One of these days, he'd have to get someone to explain it to him.

Characters: the grand highblood + you
Setting: starts at his dorm, room 2-10. then he'll slowly descend and stop at no lower than floor 13 (cathederal floor).
Format: doesn't matter
Summary: the highblood has awoken and he's not pleased. Or amused. Well, maybe just a little.
Warnings: practice caution around the highblood. he's still pretty on-edge right now and his killing instincts are going haywire so if you're not careful, you might receive a face full of claws. also swearing and bad jokes.

( dormitory )

( floors 1~13 )

characters: the grand highblood and you.
setting: the space floor
format: any is a-ok
summary: a happy highblood is...still pretty bad.
warnings: the grand highblood [ THERE'S A GOOD CHANCE HE'LL TRY TO KILL YOU THIS TIME ]


The highblood is in high spirits, despite all the things going on in the tower. He finds himself leaning against a wall, staring off into the vast depth of space as stars and galaxies continue to explode then reincarnate. It never ceases to amaze him. It reminds him of his work, where he would bring about the culling sentences for some weak-as-shit trolls to "make space" for trolls that were more useful. They would be culled to create space for new, stronger ones, and that's what the gist of his job was, really. To create order through domination and fear.

He feels good about his latest work. It was hard and sort of emotionally taxing, but in the end, the results are all that mattered.

Characters: OU Gamzee and you!
Setting: Room 1-02, the cafeteria, and anywhere in between!
Format: Either are entirely welcome.
Summary: A doped-up, alien clown awakens in the strangest of places - and decides that he's hungry. Seems like he's got a good handle on priorities. Oh, chocolate shenanigans are good, too, although he hasn't eaten any!
Warnings: None that I can think of, except for Gamzee's filthy mouth.

( Let's start the insanity! )

characters: grand highblood + anyone
setting: anywhere around the tower where monsters are present
format: doesn't matter
summary: the ghb ate chocolate w/o realizing it was chocolate. it's becoming night time, and he's out on the prowl as per usual......
warnings: all the warnings!!


( and how it came to be! )

===

You'll end up catching him just sitting a little ways off, staring longingly at the pitiful creature curling up around itself. It's a hideous four-legged lizard thing with spikes trailing down its back and all the way to the tip of its tail.

characters: inhabitants of 1-20 - England, GHB, AU!Equius, and Fawkes
setting: room 1-20 and around that general area
format: action? 
summary:  roommate shenanigans, by jove
warnings: swearing, violence, and tea talk (gasp)



The room 1-20 hadn't seen that much excitement despite its interesting variety of tenants, but that would all change today.....

warnings: grand highblood


[ there isn't much going on here. the art gallery usually doesn't have many people in it due to the disturbing imagery tacked onto the walls, but the grand highblood stands in front of a large animated painting, his eyes dull and sort of fixed on the slow undulating motion of the waves painted on the canvas. It's a picture of a stormy sea, dark and chaotic, waves crashing on top of each other over and over.... ]

Characters: orphaner dualscar and whoever!
Setting: anywhere / everywhere, you pick
Format: i'll match
Summary: just him screwing around
Warnings: possibly language and violence, will be updated as needed

( teal deer under here )

Characters: The Condesce and YOU
Setting: The Aquarium
Format: Action brackets
Summary: Condesce is in her element. Spoilers: that's not a good thing.
Warnings: The god damn Empress of Alternia.

( Insert Jaws Theme )

Characters: Redglare and everyone
Setting: everywhere (aka anywhere your character might be, she is just wandering around)
Format: i'll match!
Summary: 1NV3ST1G4T1ON because what else does she ever do.
Warnings: possibly some language and/or violence, i'll update this if necessary

( heh )

characters: grand highblood & summoner

Characters: The Handmaid and you!
Setting: Initially the floor with the pool, but somewhere else after that.
Format: Action to start, but I'll match!
Summary: Brooding and stuff!
Warnings: Ummm she's probably going to try to pick a fight with everyone...

( Read more... )

Characters: William Birkin
Setting: Floor 1
Format: I'll follow you, but action would be mighty nice
Summary: Birkin just showed up and he wants to know what the fuck kinda crap happened to him this time.
Warnings: None

( and i feel fine )

Characters: the grand highblood
Setting: that weird spring forever floor
Format: don't care
Summary: he is bleeding a little but he's pretty beat up from that fight, and worn out. being a big target is tough work, ok??? he's been wandering around the new floors and found himself sitting out in the middle of the grassy field. oh god do you want to approach him? he looks surprisingly peaceful???
Warnings: the grand highblood

[ it's really bright on this floor, but he found himself adjusting to it somewhat. it definitely wasn't anything as strong as Alternia's sun. he's sore, scratched up, bruised and plain old tired, so he's sitting in the middle of a grassy field, surrounded by delicate yellow and purple flowers.

a very bizarre scene indeed.

he's just resting up, trying to regain some strength. ]

Characters: Signless and The Grand Highblood Subjugglator
Setting: The media room on Floor 14
Format: Action
Summary: This is a bit backdated, to this day. Signless has designated today to be "No Culling" day and he and GHB are going to watch movies in an ill-advised attempt to keep GHB entertained.
Warnings: Possible (probable?) violence.

[Signless is already waiting, sorting through movies to find something that will hopefully appeal to the violent troll. Something blackrom, probably, but maybe with a redroom subplot, so that he can start to introduce the concept of pity to the indigoblood.

This is going to end so badly.

He looks up as the GHB enters and smiles, trying to hide his nervousness]

Hey, you showed up.

Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...


[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]

[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]

Characters: AU Eridan Ampora, The Grand Highblood Subjugglator, and Willow Rosenberg
Setting: The floor with the pool
Format: Whatever, I'll follow what you guys want to do
Summary: Eridan will probably sass the GHB, and Willow will hopefully rescue him.
Warnings: Violence and swearing

Eridan boosted himself up out of the pool and reached for the towel he'd brought this time. He was wearing swimming trunks, a simple white speedo, because the bigger trunks they'd offered him caused too much drag.

He'd never been that into swimming back home, with the water so polluted, but this water was clean and clear, if a tiny bit chlorinated. It was just enough to make his gills tingle, but he always washed them out thoroughly in the ablution trap later so there wouldn't be any scarring.

He had hoped to meet Willow again and take her swimming, but she hadn't arrived yet. That was disappointing, and he hoped she'd just lost track of time or something, and nothing bad had happened to her. He'd maybe check the library on his way back to his respite block. That would be like the girl he was becoming to hope would be his matesprit one day.

Content and humming a fisher tune, he rubbed at his skin to buff away the worst of the water so he could put his clothes back on and make his way back to his room.

Characters: The Grand Highblood + anyone
Setting: Cafeteria
Format: Any
Summary: The Grand Highblood is not amused by the food but whatevs?
Warnings: The Grand Highblood.

( it requires me to think too much... )

Characters: The Grand Highblood + anyone who dares to join
Setting: Floor 12
Format: Any
Summary: The Grand Highblood is fascinated by spaaaaaaaace.
Warnings: The Grand Highblood.

( disturb me if you dare... )