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Altas 10 days ago

IC FORM (PART 1):

The city never sleeps, not beneath the weight of its walls.

From the outside, the tower looks like nothing. Just another monolith in a skyline filled with order and surveillance. But to those summoned, it is a promise—a gateway to ascension, or annihilation. Only the Ultimates walk this path, after all.

Your card buzzed softly the moment you touched it. On the back: a number. Second Floor – Room 106.

No other instructions. Just the sound of your shoes echoing through the lobby’s endless marble.

You push open the door to Room 106. The scent of sterilized air hits first, followed by the rhythmic hum of machines hidden behind polished walls. A long desk stretches across the room. Behind it sits a woman—her face expressionless, her eyes reflecting the fluorescent lights above like glass. She wears no name tag. Her hands are folded neatly.

She gestures without smiling. A single chair waits in front of her.

As you sit, she speaks.

“Ah. Another one of you. Ultimate, are you? Hm. I suppose you’ll do. Let’s begin the screening.” Her tone is flat, but something about her words slithers beneath your skin.

"Yep, Ultimate here, nice to meet ya lady."

1.“Name and Talent. No aliases, no embellishments."

"Hitoshi Tanamori, ultimate Comedian at your service, I do usually go by Mori however, easier to say."

2.“Do you consider your Ultimate status a gift, a burden, or a sentence?”

"I personally see my ultimate as a gift, as it allows me even more freedom to spread laughter to others and help bring light to anyone who may not be in the best of circumstances, even if it's just for an hour."

IC FORM (PART 2):

3.“If you had to remove one sense—sight, touch, taste, smell, hearing—to survive, which would you sacrifice?”

"Hmmmm good question, good question. Probably my sight or smell as touch, taste and hearing are all rather important to me. If I hadddd to smell, as it could be worse."

He's holding his hand to his chin and tapping it in a seemingly joking manner. When he moves his hand dramatically with his eyes looking every which way.

4.“How many hours do you sleep, and do you dream? What do you dream about?”

"uhhhh how many hours do I sleep..... That's a hard answer. It really depends, usually five hours I guess. I do dream and it's usually of me coming up with new things to do during my show. Well other than the occasional nightmare."

5.“Are you taking any medications or receiving treatment for mental, emotional, or physical conditions?”

"Well first of all, understandable question actually. I'm on anti depressants, usually have them with gummies or get them out in some."

Ta first it seems as if he's going to say rude but quickly changes his tone as he continues talking.

6.“Would you betray someone you care about to live another day? Or would you let them die for you?”

"Okay first off all weird wording. Second of all I don't know, I honestly don't. It would be a thought choice, yea I might joke about it but when it comes to it, I really don't know"

7.“…And if you were to wake up tomorrow with nothing left but your Talent, who would you become?”

"I would probably be the same really, or very similar atleast."

The receptionist jots something down with a slow, deliberate scratch of pen on paper. The silence stretches too long.

Then she lifts her gaze again and nods once. “Your transport is waiting. Do not be late. The tower doesn’t appreciate hesitation.” You’re guided down another long hallway. Outside, a dark vehicle awaits—its windows blacked out, its door already open. No driver visible.

Once inside, the soft hum of the engine puts you at ease. A low mist begins to fill the cabin. Sweet at first. Then cold. Then—

Everything goes black.

When you wake up, you’ll only one thing:

Your talent, name, and age.

OOC

OOC FORM:

preferred name?

Atlas od Endy

pronouns?

Any/all

Tell me a bit about yourself! what you like to do, have fun with it! you don't have to be completely serious for me to accept you.

I tend to short circuit often so don't mind the occasional dumb moments from me, also I baking, occasionally drawing, roleplaying