It...seemed like a good idea at the time.

[splinterself]

[So after getting the "Where is this, who are you, what is going on?" out of his system, Dirk Strider was purposefully and boldly exploring Mac Anu and was...kind of bemused by the fact that the city wasn't done up in purple and black.

...just saying.

He had ended up at the harbor and there he paused in his wan- purposeful exploring, as...you know what's incredibly distracting? Actually only having one self (at least for the time being) that he was aware of. Also the clothes. Also the fact that he still had no idea what the hell was going on, and, more importantly, what was happening with Roxy.

There was a certain irony in him spacing out just as badly as he did when he had multiple selves to juggle, one which was lost on the guy as he was spacing out, brooding.]

...

[Yeah, this was getting him nowhere. (And shit, the lack of purple really was throwing him off.) That was when he shook his head slightly, turned to the nearest person, and said:]

Hey.

[So verbose.]

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[splinterself]

Sounds kinda familiar. I was getting set to join a game that was along similar lines. [Well, unless there's a sudden distraction like LOOK, A GRUNTY. Can they even roam about Mac Anu? Only played the original games.]

[tank_sniper]

Oh? And what was that going to be like?

[It's... pretty clear she's just asking for the sake of conversation, and not a conversation she's particularly invested in, either.

As for the city, there's a reasonable amount of places to check out, which makes her wonder a little why he's bothering to talk to her instead of looking around. Only grunties are in the guilds, though.]

[splinterself]

Some sort of end of the world apocalypse deal. Nothing too special.

[Dammit.]

So, I got a question. You know if anybody's found a way back yet?

[tank_sniper]

Someone told me no one's found a way to leave voluntarily, but that's it.

[splinterself]

...I kinda had a feeling that it wouldn't be that easy. [Figures.]

[tank_sniper]

Another person mentioned some sort of overarching plot, but I'm not sure if that's true or not. I haven't seen any signs of one, at least.

[Also she's not completely convinced he was entirely sane.]

I was going to wait until tomorrow, but.

[splinterself]

[He probably isn't.]

Really. You remember who this person was? I might have some questions for them too.

Darn youuuu

[tank_sniper]

He told me his name is Roy Greenhilt.