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Test Drive Meme

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Prompts
1. [Setting: Floor Twenty-Eight] There are musical instruments all around this floor, with a grand organ taking the center stage. It could be a good place to pick up a new skill or two! But wait... what's that? You hear music playing? Well, maybe there's someone already on the floor. Or maybe not... sometimes the instruments play themselves, after all.

2. [Setting: Floor Forty-Five] The walls on this floor are made of glass, which would be nice if there were anything to see. Sadly, there's not much, as the clouds are so thick at this height that you really can't make out if there's anything out there, anything below you, or anything above you. If you hear a skittering sound, that's just the faceless humanoid creatures crawling around on the outside windows. Don't worry, they can't get in... but they will skitter around to watch your every move.

3. [Setting: Floor Eighty-Eight] There's a bar here, and you better hope there's not any alcohol. Most of the time there isn't no matter how hard you look - but sometimes there is, and more often than not even a little bit of it will make you violently sick from alcohol poisoning. But if you're really lucky, you'll just get drunk. There's a pool table in the center of this always-smoky floor, so even if you can't drink you can still act all adult and sophisticated.

4. [Setting: Floor Twenty-Two] Are you a cultured person? Then this is the floor for you. It seems to be an art gallery, and there are paintings from many different worlds on display here - maybe even one or two from yours! But don't get lost, because if you do, you may not like what you see. Paintings of the worst atrocities known to mankind have been known to be on display around here, and if you're really unlucky, you'll stumble across an entire section filled with paintings of the things you fear most.

5. [Setting: Floor Ninety-Four] This is a darkroom, and it's okay if you don't own a camera, because there are a few old-fashioned ones you can borrow to take pictures. Maybe this is a good time to pick one up and try your hand at photography. Or maybe you've turned off the lights, but if that's so, don't look too closely at the shadows. They'll sometimes become humanoid figures that will follow you around, and if you look directly at them they'll possess you, crawling into your throat - you won't be able to leave the floor, and you'll try to kill anyone who enters, but this will only last until you are killed or the lights are turned on.

6. [Setting: Floor Three] A bookworm will feel right at home here, among the towering shelves filled with books of all kinds. You won't find anything about the history of the Tower, though, and you certainly won't find anything about the world you or anyone else here came from, but if you're looking for a tale to read or something to study up on, you're in the right place.

7. [Setting: Anywhere] Uh-oh. That's a monster, or maybe more than one of them. You might be equipped to handle it or you might not. But the question is, what do you do? Do you face it head on... or do you flee? Or maybe the monster has already spotted you, and you're in need of a rescue. That's alright. It happens quite often here.

Comments

[monstrueux]

Not at all! They would have been burned as witches. The church was as brutal as it was intolerant!

[puppy_lancer]

Tch. The Christian Church is pretty strict, isn't it? And some of the priests are asses.

[monstrueux]

They are! They can be unforgiving and cruel, even to their own believers.

You must have lived in an earlier time, of great sorcerers and the worship of older gods! I wish I could have seen that age.

[monstrueux]

I am speaking of the war against England! That was no ritual. We freed the country and made Charles king!

[He doesn't perform his murders off the battlefield with a longsword, you know! What would be the point in that?]

[glassceiling]

...

[She is silent for a long while, since he seems to be speaking nonsense.]

You speak of a war with England, whichever land that is. I speak of a war for the Holy Grail.

[puppy_lancer]

Yeah, it was a pretty exciting age. But don't kick yourself for missing it. Not like a guy can help being born in one age or another.

[monstrueux]

[Gilles would have raised his eyebrows, if he had any.]

Hmm?

That doesn't matter. The war is done.

[The war he's talking about is much more important!]

[monstrueux]

It must have been! Can you not tell me, what noble hero you were, as we are not at odds?

[Gilles likes stories and legends.]

Sometimes I think--if only my life were different! But in the end, I know it could have been no other way, and I would not wish to change it...

[If he had lived at another time, he could not have known Jeanne.]

[seventhsong]

[Liking each other, even if for the moment, means Lorelei's probably not going to find out so early into his tenure as a human what pain and dying feels like.

As it is he's working out this heroic spirit thing, and what it means. This is taking a little bit of work.]

In this place, all of us are little more than souls in new vessels, you'll be in good company. Many call the Tower a hell, but perhaps it could be an opportunity instead. I've certainly not found it that bad. There's lots of time now to pursue your own interests! ....Since we can't seem to leave, might as well make the most of it.

[The Aggregate kicks his feet a little idly, like a child might.]

Maybe you'll even find old friends here.

floor 28

[fionnuisce]

[Waver hadn't been able to shake the feeling of dread that hung over him since he'd woken up that morning. It was a feeling which only intensified the nearer he came to the twenty-eighth floor and that god-awful noise coming from it. Hadn't he felt something like this before, a long time ago? The unnamed presence and associated energy he couldn't name was too familiar for Waver's comfort. But it was only until he reached the floor and recognized the source of it as a Servant that things very quickly fell into place.]

[It was true he'd never seen Caster directly, strictly speaking. But the sensation of foreboding and that deeply unsettling presence that hung in the air could only ever have been linked back to that blood-soaked workshop. Scowling, Waver almost instantly assumed a defensive stance.]

What the hell are you doing here?!

[puppy_lancer]

[He considers it for a second, and decides he might as well as give his name since the other guy asked.]

Cu Chulainn.

And yeah, I think that's what goes through all our heads in some way or another. But I wouldn't change what made me a hero.

[Now, what had happened after he became a Servant...]

[glassceiling]

And is the other war, the one with England, still ongoing?

[Did he somehow get a chance to fight as redemption? She doesn't know.]

[sicharia]

[She nods. She can't argue with that.]

I haven't encountered him myself yet, but I wouldn't be surprised. But... [A frown crosses her face.] Kariya told me he takes some perverse pleasure in being killed. I'm not sure if his death would achieve anything.

[glassceiling]

Then there needs to be some other way to stop him.

[She falls silent for a second.]

I am glad it is no longer the Grail War. Killing is no longer the only option to deal with enemies.

[It is a simple one, and an effective one. But she knows it is not the best one. Better to spare the enemy, forgive him, and convert him. Have one more soul in the world doing the will of God (Glorified and Exalted be He). Killing is for when leaving the opponents upon this world would do more harm than waiting for them to redeem themselves. It is like cutting off a festering limb.]

[eagerbender]

"I'm less concerned with paranoia and just having some kind of company in this messed up place. I'm used to having a lot of people around me and this is kind of...weird." Weird was the gentle way of putting it.

"Is there any reason behind it? I mean we supposedly died before we came to Abax, but no one could remember how they died."

Wow I am a major doof because I don't think I ever realized that...

[midgarhorizon]

"Eh, there's some kids that are nice enough, but uh, there's some ya wanna avoid by ten floors or so. If ya stay any length of time, you'll get used to weird because it's kinda different every day." Reno shifted again, growing uncomfortable as while he really wanted to drop names to avoid, he didn't know her too well yet and this could have been a ploy put on by one of the many people he pissed off so far.

"They claim there's some kinda virus destroying every universe, and they 'saved' us but y'know, some days I kinda wish I just got vaporized. The only thing that's real 'round here is our souls. I just take that to mean we died."

His head tilted, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "Hey, if I was there, tell me somethin' you know 'bout me."

I might be mis-remembering, not sure. :|a

[thewaterfireferret]

"You mentioned something about PHS things that were similar to the phones we got." She pulls the broken, black phone out of her pocket, "You and Cissnei seemed like brother and sister almost."

What else was there... "I do remember that you were bored enough at one point to throw message bottles in the ocean." Korra grins a little, "Also I think you had something about clothes. Or at least the ones we could find there. There was a salute too..."

[woodpeckermaruta]

[The teenager shakes his head to the first question, before reaching up and scratching the side of his face.

Modest? That actually is a word to describe him. Not that Ganta would ever believe it. So, he certainly would never say he is.]

Well, uh...[He looks to the side.] ...I shot them with my Branch of Sin.

[faithstaynight]

... It's true. You are not.

[It's just a fact. They are Servants now, from different wars. While Jeanne's title as Ruler prevents them from being outright enemies... their days together are over.]

But that still does not change what we once were. I cannot simply ignore that. [Her jaw clenches as she pauses for a moment before speaking again.] And that is why I am able to face you now.

[onlyequalizer]

[4]

Death was currently enjoying himself in the art gallery. Admiring one particular painting showing the Black Death ravaging Europe. Naturally he was at the forefront of the painting, ah what happy times those had been. Well he wouldn't really say happy, more like busy. Still such periods in human history allowed him to express his powers to some extent. Now, what other paintings of death and despair could he admire?

[No given prompt]

So Death wasnt entirely certain as to what he should make of this dead, or dying world. Just that the residents must have some measure of great power if they were capable of summoning him. Or perhaps the end for this world was near, and he had simly been called forth to help bring about its final hours? Either way everything here was way out of balance, he would have to fix that. But for now, it was time to explore the halls and rooms as they revealed themselves to him.

[monstrueux]

[Gilles starts to make a low, keening noise that quickly grows in volume. He can't bear it, he simply can't bear it. Even Jeanne herself said that they are no longer comrades. And it's true! What a monster he is! Being near her makes it difficult for him to think clearly. He starts to tear at his hair, visibly agitated, as the noise he's making rises to a scream.

As if he cannot control himself, shuddering, he turns away and presses his hands down on the organ keys, creating another loud wail that rises along with his own voice.]

[monstrueux]

[Gilles, on the other hand, has absolutely no idea who Waver is. Even if he wasn't so much older, Gilles has simply never seen him. He has no idea who destroyed his workshop. When yelled at, he pauses in his playing, although the pause is potentially very temporary, his long nails dragging over the keys.

He turns and fixes his gaze on Waver, taking in his stance, taking in the fact that Waver appears to know who he is. Not someone from his life. Not a Servant. Then...?]

Stranger, God has brought me here!

4

[stitchedupbodyguard]

The art gallery was something Veronica enjoyed in sparse amounts. She did enjoy the works of art all around the floor, but her duties, and the more dangerous aspects of the floor, left her with less of an incentive to come.

She still did though, and she notices the particularly large person admiring the painting.

"The black plague.... things really went to shit at that time."

[onlyequalizer]

"Bah, nothing but rats spreading a disease from Asia." He stated in a dismissive tone, clearly not really caring about the suffering of those in the painting. "But you appear to be far too young to truly know of what had occurred so long ago." In fact she didn't look like she was past her adolescence to him, then again neither did many others.

Still he supposed that he could humor her, and so reddish-orange eyes cast their cold and calculating gaze down on her form.

Nah it's probably just me derping

[midgarhorizon]

"Cissnei?" Shock and surprise clouded his features, his mind pretty much stopped at that point in her response. "Cissnei was there? Huh! Well, I'm glad she made it out somewhere, but... brother and sister, huh? I guess so. It's been a while..." The seriousness of what she said sunk in, and he frowned.

"So... I guess ya must have been pretty close to other me to know that stuff." He believed her, because he could count the number of people who knew about her on his one hand. "Uh, so... ya never really told me your name."