It's that time of the month, again...

[pitiedthefool]

TEST DRIVE MEME

You want to join the game with a (new) character? Maybe you’re simply curious about the premise? Or maybe you just need a sample. Well this is the meme for you to try and test your character as if they were already in the tower! The meme is open to anyone!

• Reply to this entry with a character you consider apping! Put your character’s name and fandom- Your usual meme thing.
• Comment around with your pups. You can also post and tag with characters already in-game of course!
• Most importantly, have fun!!
• Then feel free to go and reserve and app your character at midnight.

Comments

[saltwaterwounds]

[Here's where Sisuca pokes at the food a little with the utensil. She isn't going to eat it, but...now she just has to watch. Oh, well. Sometimes, this is the way that people learn, and she can't really blame Red for not believing her! ...Even if it stings a little. She's not that suspicious is she?

Once he starts throwing up, she crosses over to the thrash can and hands him the cup of water while rubbing his back with her other hand. That's...a cure for seasickness. So it should help, right?]

There, there. Just drink the water, alright, Red? It'll help.

[savarin]

Urgh...

[This whole damn place is suspicious. There's no way something like this could be real, right? Liquid-filled collars and white jumpsuits and food that you can't eat until you choke down something else... it sounds like a work of fiction. It has to be.]

[Red flinches slightly as Sisuca starts to rub his back, but relaxes after a moment. Whatever she's doing, it's easing the nausea a little, and all that's left is a sore throat and the taste of bile. Coughing once or twice, he takes the water.]

Thanks. I... guess I was wrong for doubtin' ya.

[After rinsing out his mouth, Red downs the rest of the glass. He's still leaning against the can, wary of a second bout.]

I really gotta eat that stuff, eh...?

[saltwaterwounds]

Hmm, well maybe a little wrong, but not completely wrong. This place is really scary.

[That's right. Listen to mother, mother knows best. Once it seems like he's calmed down, she stops rubbing his back and takes a step away to give him some space.]

That's how it works for everyone, I've been told, but let's see...if you eat it all, I'll make you something delicious, okay?

[So what if she's treating him like a child? Good food should be an incentive for everyone.]

[savarin]

["How it works for everyone." So, there's a chance this could all be real, and his entire world really is destroyed and lifeless...]

[Red pulls himself together, making his way back to the table. That bowl of oatmeal is still sitting there, stirred but untouched. He picks it up and slides it over to his seat, just staring at it. Right now, that scoop of beige means... giving in. Accepting that yes, his home's gone, that he's the only one left. Submitting to the whims of whoever or whatever brought him here, to this place where he's nothing more than a prisoner.]

[So, with rebellion burning in his eyes, the Caninu picks the bowl up again - and with a tremendous shout, throws it across the room as far as he can possibly manage.]

[saltwaterwounds]

[It might be real, but Sisuca certainly doesn’t think so. She’s traveled to all sorts of worlds. She’s seen villages that look like her own, a world where people communicate with monsters...this tower is just the second world that she can’t leave. Why should it be any different?

She hasn’t accepted that her home is gone. And even then, if it were, which home? Sisuc has no idea.

She flinches and cowers when Red hurls the bowl and stares at where it hits the floor and shatters. The mother can’t help but wonder if it’s her fault, but she’s just trying to help...she doesn’t want to see anyone starve.]

... I’m sorry.

[savarin]

Don't be.

[It's more of a growl than anything. Red's completely on edge, looking for all the world like a wild dog.]

It's their fault; the guys who did this. I dunno if they're foolin' us and everythin's fine back home, or if they destroyed our homes... whatever happens, we're gonna find them and we're gonna make them pay for all this.

[He looks down briefly, his gaze settling on the last cookie; that gets picked up and thrown into the garbage can.]

Until then, I ain't gonna be part of their system. I'm a free dog!

[Now his hands move to his collar, pulling at it as hard as he can manage. Whether it's the collar itself or the tubing around the outside, there must be something that can break or tear...]