towerofjamjars | 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!!
• ~~Then feel free to go and reserve and app your character when those open.~~

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

(elevators.)

[If there's one thing that Nill has really come to dislike, it's elevators. Needing to use them on a daily basis in Animus, despite only being here for about a week so far, has probably made this dislike worse.

She claims dislike, anyway. It's more of a fear - the kind that leaves her getting tense with every creak of the box moving people from the dormitories to the cafeteria - but she never speaks of it as such.

Even so, it doesn't stop her from standing as close to the wall but also as close to the doors as possible, waiting as patiently as one can to get to the bottom.]

(floor 56.)

[Much like the elevator, Nill has an unfortunate sort of relationship with hospital settings. However, it isn't enough to make her ignore this floor completely. It looks far, far too useful for that. It's too bad she's making a pretty amateur mistake, and the floor actually has nothing to offer her.]

(floor 67.)

[It sucks when you get off the elevator to take the stairs for awhile, only to end up on a floor literally made up of them. Truly, truly sucks. It sucks especially when the stairs you're walking on no longer really look like stairs. That's where Nill is stuck right now, trying to navigate on a set of stairs that looks more like colorful streaks of light than anything else. Her wings are stretched out behind her for balance as she carefully steps from one to the next, making her way up.]

[It's quiet but then when has it ever been loud on this floor? Dave clears the gap to land on the same staircase as Nill. He hasn't seen her yet and takes a second to pop his shoulder and glance back behind him.] Who designed this place? I bet it was Jason, wait no. Zo. The only admin who gives a fuck, because yeah sure let's toss all these people in to near certain death all the time. Not even wonder why just do it.

Because it's 'fun' or some shit. Ugh. At least it's not the floor that looks like the inside of the body. Makes me sick just thinking about it. [He pats his stomach as if to soothe it and catches sight of her. He holds up a hand in a brisk wave and side steps so she can get past.] Whoops sorry, didn't look before I jumped. Keep going, you're nearly through this rathole of a floor.

[The silence is deafening in this place. It rings in her ears every second that she isn't taking a step, and as such Nill tries to keep moving as much as possible, while also maintaining her balance on the stairs that occasionally like to flicker out of sight if someone gets in the way of whatever light is casting them. Sometimes you can step on the emptiness. Sometimes you can't. She's taken to just skipping the step entirely when that happens.

There are some things Nill came prepared for, after the initial shock of this place settled into her bones. One of them was the possibility of seeing someone that looked like one of the best friends she ever had, but wasn't him - mostly because by the time she arrived here, she'd already met three different versions of him.

It's through sheer force of will, but when Dave - this Dave - lands on the staircase she's on, just a few feet in front of her, Nill manages to mostly just look a little surprised. It comes out seeming more lost than anything. She shakes her head, and stays rooted to the spot for just a second, before she remembers herself. She takes a few steps closer and reaches into a pocket on her jacket, pulling out a notepad and flipping to the second or third page in it.]

it's fine.

[--is written on it, in small, neat lettering. A few other pre-written messages are written beneath it, but she pointed to that one specifically. Once she's sure he's seen it, she flips another page, points to another message.]

how far?

[It takes him a second to realize she probably can't talk when she draws out the notepad and writes. He reads the message and turns to face the way he'd just come from.] About ten feet up, the floor will change. You'll come up at the foot of a mountain. So long as you stay on the staircase you won't have to deal with the wind trying to throw you off, or rock slides. And avalanches, it's a bunch of crap but the admins are sick people who enjoy messing with our heads.

[He hesitates and turns back to her. The floor after that he has to bring it up. It's too important.] Floor after that, run. Don't stop for anything no matter how peaceful it looks. Just keep going up.

If you stop, well, you won't want to keep going.

[Can't talk, and she didn't end up here with her tablet-- or her old NV. She absolutely had her tablet with her whenever she "left" - or her NV, it's hard to figure out which memories happened most recently and which are just the freshest in her mind - so she can only imagine they didn't let her keep them. Shit sucks for mute people here.

There's a small pause at the mention of that other floor though, a quiet sort of hesitance. She's pretty sure... she shouldn't go to a floor like that. Not if it's the way he makes it sound.

She flips to the last page, and pulls out a pencil.]

which way are you going?

[He waits for her to keep writing or to walk past him. Dave blinks at her question and points forward.] Heading down. Got to hit the cafeteria for something to eat.

[He pauses, thinking it over and finally adds.] New here?

[With her questions it's the best thing to assume. Anyone who had navigated the floors would know what they were dealing with. He meets her eyes for a moment and keeps talking.] Because if you are, I'll explain how this place works.

[Food doesn't sound appealing. She hasn't had an appetite of any sort since she got here. Probably because she spent most of the first day sick to her stomach. She doesn't try to figure out if that's normal for this place, or if it's normal for dying with your boyfriend's corpse still warm under your fingers.

Still, that sounds way better than sticking around here, or trying to get up to the floor that she might not get out of. Dave is the first familiar face she's seen here, even if he's not a familiar person. She nods, because she's desperately new and only knows so much from about this place, leaving her more unprepared than she likes to admit.

As such, she flips to the very first page of the notepad, where only one thing is written.]

my name is nill.

I'm Dave. First thing you got to know is when you go to the cafeteria, you have to eat the oatmeal first. You won't be able to keep anything down if you don't. It's all the same thing hidden under a glamour so, it makes no sense but whatever. One rule that can't be ignored.

[He offers Nill space on the stairs as he starts going down. With each step he's still talking without a pause. He has an audience and there's a lot to tell.] If you got powers, some floors disable that stuff. Don't rely on them. Get a sturdy weapon and hone your skills. At night the monsters come out to play. Dorms at the top are safe. Everywhere else will not be.

[Oatmeal? No one had warned her about that, and she can't remember if she's actually had any since she got here. She isn't sure she's actually tasted any of the food she's eaten, so it's not like it makes a huge difference. But maybe that would explain the dis-ease she'd felt since getting here. Maybe it wasn't just because of her circumstances for getting here.

She follows him, and after he's done talking, reaches out to touch his shoulder. She pats a pocket on her jeans with a brief nod - there's something in it, though what exactly, isn't obvious - and if nothing else, she at least seems confident about it. She's got her own back here. It isn't as though she can count on anyone else to watch it for her. It sounded... familiar. Day was day and night was night, and she expected night to be hell. That was just the way of things.

...something about that didn't sound right though. Nill frowns, and whips out the pencil and notepad again. It isn't as fast as her typing might be, but it isn't exactly slow, either.]

hello Dave.

is the cafeteria safe?

What it says on the tin

Nill | DOGS: B&C + previous cr | OPEN

Floor 67

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject