Soup's on, but who's cooking it?

[greatcleavage]

[After a productive day out in the fields earning money, Roy heads back down the streets of Mac Anu, his arms laden with sacks and piled high with -- groceries. Did he really expect to eat them all by himself? Of course not -- he had guild members to feed!]

[But the fighter Edge Punisher had a faint frown on his face as he made his way carefully to the @Home...]

I hope someone can figure out some way to cook all of this...

Comments

[glassworkgenius]

[Evil and villainy still exist...? The boy briefly wonders if this has anything to do with their worlds' differences. Like in his comment with heroism, it's not something he usually hears so casually mentioned.]

It's no problem. I'm Amemiya Taiyou!

[greatcleavage]

Should I take it from your questions, and comments, that you're interested in guilds?

[glassworkgenius]

Kinda. They sound fun!

[greatcleavage]

Well, if you'd like, you're welcome to join mine.

[glassworkgenius]

I was actually thinking it would be cool to start one...! I'll get back to you on that offer though if my friends don't wanna do it!

[greatcleavage]

Then I'll wish you the best of luck. It's worth it just for the place to STAY, honestly.

[glassworkgenius]

Thank you! [He chuckles upon hearing his next sentence.] I've gotten so used to camping out, it'll be weird having a roof over my head again.

[greatcleavage]

Oh, I totally understand. Even stranger to have a place that's 'home', more or less.

[glassworkgenius]

Home away from home... But why not, huh?

[greatcleavage]

Not that I think we can get back to our old campaigns anyway, mind.

[And here they are at last, the @Home. Roy shifts the bags he's holding to dig out the ID card he needs to show the NPCs standing outside.]

[glassworkgenius]

Campaigns?

[You lost him again.]

[greatcleavage]

Settings. Worlds. Editions. We're stuck here, is the point I'm getting at.

[glassworkgenius]

They're not even going to try get us home!?

[greatcleavage]

Uh, which "they" are you referring to?

[glassworkgenius]

The GM's. I thought they'd be working on something...

[greatcleavage]

...why would they be?

[glassworkgenius]

Because...

[ "Some of us aren't happy here." --Was what he almost said. But instead he pauses, expression downcast. ]

We don't really belong here.

[greatcleavage]

Sure we do. Otherwise we wouldn't have all changed classes and picked up new weapons, and all that.

[glassworkgenius]

But for what purpose? That would mean we're just abruptly given new lives right?

[greatcleavage]

And pretty poorly, at that. Since my backstory and motivation don't mesh with this new campaign setting at ALL.

[glassworkgenius]

They don't?

[greatcleavage]

For starters, the lich that my inherited Oath of Vengeance requires me to slay isn't here. Which is enough, but not all of it.

[glassworkgenius]

It's like you didn't get to finish your last story before starting a new one, huh? [ That does sound frustrating. ]

[greatcleavage]

Yeah, exactly. I know most campaigns never reach a close, but I somehow always assumed we would.

Assuming the cartoonist didn't drop dead of his mysterious unexplained illness three strips before the conclusion.

[glassworkgenius]

The World could still be a really long detour.

[ But now Taiyou looks up and blinks once. ]

Though that would cut your story here; if there is one.