Characters: [OU] England (keepscalm), the rest of the Hetalia cast, and [OU] Zelda (sageprincess)! CLOSED.
Setting: The hidden floor
Format: Starting action but whatever everyone wants is fine!
Summary: After two and a half years in the Tower, England is finally calling for a meeting of the world. Or what little there is left of it.
Warnings: Idiocy. So much idiocy.

( or else of thee this I prognosticate: thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date )

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.

Characters: Vietnam hoasen + You!
Setting: Dormitory Floor 1; Floors 1 (cafeteria), 3 & 19 (both libraries), 14 (media room); a Terminal
Format: Any!
Summary: Guess who just arrived? Yes, this one just did. She's exploring the floors as she goes. (Wow this is a lot of prompts)
Warnings: Nothing so far.

A: Dorm Floor 1; 1-13 and surrounding
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B: Floor 1
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C: Floors 3 or 19
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D: Floor 14
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E: a Terminal
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Characters: Vietnam, and open to all!
Setting: Floors 14, 15, or 19.
Format: I will match! Just starting with brackets cos it's faster to dish out.
Summary: Time to explore these new floors!
Warnings: So far, nope!

Floor Fourteen
[The media room is quite fascinating, having not seen any leisure activities in media form for quite a while. She's fiddling with one of the remote controls, although she straightens suddenly, feeling as if something is staring at her.]

Floor Fifteen
[It's been a while since Vietnam had the opportunity to make anything (that's not food), and so this is her chance. Perhaps she could make some new clothes, and use one of the wooden poles to make the rest of her long oar. However, first, she needs to check these tools.]

Floor Nineteen
[Another library, is it? There's just something about this one that seems a lot more suspicious than the other. Vietnam runs her hand along the shelves of the history section, cursing inaudibly under her breath. Still nothing. She'll look around some more.]

Characters: Ienzo and YOU!
Setting: Floor 19, aka The Creepy Library.
Format: Either one. I'll follow you.
Summary: Ienzo rather likes this new library, save for the minor issue of HALF THE BOOKS BEING MISSING. He is not standing for this.
Warnings: None, so far.



Well, Tower, there’s a new library!

Now take a wild guess who’s the first one in it.

Yup, anyone who sets foot in the library will likely fiend Ienzo already traipsing around. Perhaps ‘traipsing’ is not the right word, though — he’s moving clearly as if he has an intent in mind, the intent being finding where all of the other books went. He doesn’t terribly care if this library is much more ominous and threatening in its ambiance, of course, though someone else might. So who knows? A small creature with a grave expression and a swooshy white coat might appear just slightly unnerving in this half-lit and half-stocked library.

Characters: Castiel and all of you.
Setting: See under the cut.
Format: Prose or brackactions, I'm okay with anything!~
Summary: Castiel explores the new floors, being socially awkward as usual.
Warnings: TBA.

( Forgive me Father, for I have been very socially awkward. That and I might have sinned a little. Just a bit. )

Characters: Castiel and Vietnam; other characters are welcome to pop by I suppose?
Setting: Fourth Floor, lounge room.
Format: Action or prose... idk, Amy?
Summary: After a pretty interesting conversation over the network, the two of them are going to put their heads together to sort everything out.
Warnings: TBA

( Good things do happen. )

Characters: Karkat and the rest of you~
Setting: The lounge, backdated to July 30th.
Format: I will match you!
Summary: Karkat's been fighting sleep for 15 days. Thanks to the tower, he can't fight it anymore.
Warnings: Language and death are things that are guaranteed to happen eventually!

( But you're dying, too bad, now go the fuck to sleep. )

Characters: rompicoglioni and towerofanimus!
Setting: Starting on the Fourth Floor.
Format: Prose, but feel free to tag with either!
Summary: Romano's being whiny about how much stair climbing he's been doing lately. Frankly, he's a little sore. Also some introspective woobieness.
Warnings: Obligatory warnings for Romano's mouth?

( Those little things are all we have. )

23:30:00
Silent dormitory rooms are lined with bodies--not dead, just sleeping. Throughout the tower it is pitch black and silent. At the base of the tower, countless shining eyes, watching.

23:45:00
The tower hums to life. Lights blink on in one by one; only the dormitory rooms remain dark. A small army of blank-faced humanoids appear and spend the next ten minutes taking various positions around the tower.

23:59:00
An order given. The dormitory room lights blink on.

00:00:00
You are awake.

00:00:30
You can move.


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