Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right.

[wotcher]

Here I am, stuck in an elevator with you~

The TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR Meme
There you are, minding your own business when you have to get on an elevator. Maybe you're on your way to work or home. Maybe you're out running errands. Maybe you're visiting someone or some other various reason.

It's just a box that goes up and down until it doesn't. It suddenly stops and now you're stuck. Uh-oh.

How to play!
⬧ Post a top-level comment with your character and why they are taking an elevator that day. Try not to leave a blank comment.
⬧ The options are almost endless! Is your character claustrophobic? Is the elevator in dire need of repairs or is it standard maintenance gone awry? Has the power gone out? Is it a trap? Any hanky-panky happening? What's going on?
⬧Have fun! Maybe you'll make a new friend or a nemesis. Who knows?

Comments

Polonium 210 | Original Character | OTA

[two_ten]

[He could be in an elevator for a number of reasons: going to see his aunt at work, going to the doctor (good lord is he overdue for that), or at any number of places to try to get the paperwork together to go back to school (not previously existing, legally? a lot of paperwork to sort out).

Permissions, warnings and info are in his journal. Open to cross-medium, OCs, etc. 24 or younger for shipping since he's 18.]

[treesistance]

[It's a paperwork day! Ekko is there for fraudulent purposes, probably, but that doesn't matter much once the elevator makes a discomfiting little jerking motion—enough to flip the stomach—and goes still in the elevator shaft. Ekko has high top dreads, bleach dyed a flashy bright white with a couple dark grey beads near the front, and a long oversized green hoodie on, decorated with fabric paint graffiti all around the bottom edge. He's leaning against the back wall of the elevator, elbows on the handlebar and feet kicked out to take up more space than he really needs to, and when they pull to a stop he blinks a few times before slowly reaching up to pull one headphone out of his ears.

He looks up to the sign above the door where the floor numbers should be displayed in lights (alas, they have suddenly gone out), to Two-Ten, to the sign above the door again.]

... Did what I think just happened, happen?

Please note that I am canonblind. Sorry in advance if I make any errors.

[two_ten]

[For a second, Two-Ten thinks the elevator will fail. Sometimes his mind goes more anxious places than are necessary, but, thankfully, it holds. Unlike Ekko, he's not a stylish person, with his natural hair color and plain black hoodie, blue jeans and, by intervention of his aunt, surprisingly nice purple sneakers. His body language is the opposite of the cooler guy's, shoulders tense, hands folded in front of him, pressed up against the opposite wall far more than is necessary. His blue messenger bag is full of paperwork, more than the average person going in and out of here would reasonably need to present. But he passes as normal, if someone doesn't know what they're looking for, and that's what he's aiming for.

The floor number light flickers once. It does not so much as start to again. Two-Ten sighs, exasperated despite his best attempts to be positive today. This is really the last thing either of them needs.]

It did. I don't know why. It's a city building, they legally have to perform maintenance on it, but... [Two-Ten trails off, unable to even articulate a reason why this could be happening.] I guess we're just unlucky. Do you have your cell phone on you? You could call someone to fix it. Mine is dead. I was going to recharge it later, but, uh. Today apparently had other plans. Sorry.

[Of course this happened the one day he forgot to charge his phone. Of course.]

Don't worry about it!! I just thought your OC concept was cool and wanted to tag!

[treesistance]

Eh. Maintenance contracts always go to the lowest bidder. [Ekko is never surprised when government infrastructure falls apart, so he just plucks his other earbud out and sticks them into his pocket, fishing out his phone at the same time. He's still got plenty of battery, luckily (or it'd be pretty obvious that he was only pretending to listen to music there), but when he swipes past the lock screen—] No signal.

[That's a little weird these days—for an office building in this not-totally-shitty part of town, anyway. Maybe it's just the elevator? He frowns, straightening up and looking towards the ceiling. There's probably a security camera somewhere in here, even if it's not visible.

Which could be good, or it could be bad, depending on if the elevator stopping was completely accidental or... not.]

Someone will realize one of the elevators isn't moving sooner or later. [Hopefully? There were a lot of elevators though, so it might be awhile before anybody thinks to complain. Ekko tucks his phone back in his pocket, deciding might as well conserve the battery for now. He'll at least want to have the flashlight working if he eventually goes stir crazy enough (or in the event that his constant mild paranoia isn't totally off base) and he needs to tear off the button panel and see what he can do to the electrical wiring to make it move.] Hope you weren't in a rush. I'm Ekko, by the way.