Riku ("Ansem") (
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towerofjamjars2013-07-21 04:08 pm
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What it says on the tin

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 that’s 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!!
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Have a number of prompts to get you started:
[Floor 29]: This floor has seemed pretty peaceful so far, the maze isn't all that hard and the garden that lies beyond it is rather lovely. Still it seems best to head back now that the sun is about to set and nighttime is approaching fast. ...Is that just the leaves rustling in the wind behind you, or is it something more?
[Floor 56]: Oh this looks definitely like an useful floor - the room stretches into a hospital ward, dusty and old, a surgical suite surrounded by a maze of empty beds. The closer you look, the more you'll find that the first impression is quite deceiving - no medical supplies of any sort, unstable lights and what was that noise just now?! Clearly you are the only one on this floor. Or are you?
[Floor 25]: After all you have seen so far, this just might be the first truly innocent floor you see. But is it truly as trustworthy as it seems...? Many other people seem to think so at least! Come and see what they are up to?
[Elevators]: It's quite a long ride between the Dormitories and the Cafeteria - it probably doesn't help that the minutes and seconds seem to stretch out more and more towards eternity, what a hassle. Are well, maybe there is someone stuck with you and up to provide conversation... or entertainment~
[Anywhere]: Do you still have track of just where you are after spending your day exploring the Tower of Animus? If not, you might want to ask someone... or just start climbing the stairs regardless of where you are! Nighttime is approaching fast...
[Event]: Just earlier this day you have been called for (and/or brought in to) an unscheduled collar check-up, in which the color of your collar was changed. It takes a few hours, but soon you feel the effects of it, feel lightheaded and dizzy, feel all your power slip out of your control. Or maybe you heavy to the point of breaking down on the spot, while just none of your powers seem to work. Either way... hopefully you are at a safe place or in friendly company... That is, if either of these things exist in this tower.
i love backtags <3
[Poor Guy - being found by Anise, of all the people in the Tower. She watches as he brings his hand to his forehead and then frowns. Messing with the collars - that didn't sound good at all. She refrains from teasing him any further and hesitantly reaches a hand out. She doesn't touch him yet, doesn't come any closer than about halfway between the two of them, and looks up at his face.]
Do you need help getting somewhere? If it wouldn't bother you too much, I'm pretty sure I can support your weight.
good cause you are getting a few from me, happy birthday????
Anise... you're asking that knowing full well that I can't, right?
best unbirthday present!! <3333
You know how they bring us in from different times? The time I came from, you were able to touch me long enough to keep me from falling off a cliff. I just thought maybe you'd be able to put up with me touching you for long enough to help you.
You shouldn't have to struggle along like this, I want to help you!
a very merry unbirthdaaaaay to you~
[He rubs at the nape of his neck awkwardly. So the Guy she remembered was a lot bolder, huh? That isn't something he could really imagine pulling off right now. He didn't want harm to come to Anise, but the simple thought of grabbing onto Anise's hand makes something tighten uncomfortable in his stomach.
She might have good intentions, but:]
That's... not what I remember, unfortunately. Even if I wanted to, I really don't think I could... I mean... I could try, but it's not going to get, uh... anywhere good...
[...]
I'm sorry, Anise.