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| [Hello, citizens of Mac Anu. There is now one more additional member in the town, and it's a young boy! A Tribal Grappler, in fact, and he's looking confused as hell.]
...where am I??
[The city was vastly different than anything he'd ever seen before, with people and even animals milling about, wearing styles of clothing he had never seen before. And, he soon realized, even he was wearing really weird clothing. When did he even change into them anyway?? The whole affair was really bizarre and Endou could confidently say that this was the weirdest thing that had ever happened to him.
After a couple minutes of gawking, he regained his bearings and proceed to do what would be normal for someone in his situation.]
Kidou, Gouenji, everyone! Where are you?? | |
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| [ So a quarter is stuck into the slot and the game is reset. That much is a given. But the game itself..
.. well, it took a turn for the strange. For one, it wasn't just him roaming through the lands filled with monsters. It's bustling with people; NPCs, Dave imagines. He'd walk around aimlessly for a good hour to catch his bearings, completely oblivious to the weird looks he gets along the way. It takes a while, but he finally realizes his clothes are.. different. Fuck the pajamas, the Game Masters said. You're going to wear something straight out of Sailor fucking Moon.
After a few good minutes of losing his shit with everyone bearing witness, he realizes that he can pull this off with the finesse only befitting of a Strider. ]
Now if only I figure out how to exchange this oversized wand.
[ This is when someone other than a NPC should look at him weird and decide to tell him he's stuck with the stave. ] | |
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| [ John stammered back. An almost lightness to his step. The flick reaper armor was much too big for him and he looked displaced and awkward in it. He was trying to sort things out. John moved in animated and almost cartoon like motions as he paced (he wished he could float) nervously. His steps a little too wide, his arms swinging a little too widely. Think John, think. ]
[ He does a quart turn. A fist turned side wards slammed into an open palm when he figures it out. ]
I'm in the wrong video game!
[ BRB FREAKING OUT. ] | |
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| [ It takes awhile, getting used to light again, when the last thing Asuka remembers is a dark sky and an even darker sea, sand beneath her back and a wide-eyed Shinji staring at her. But she doesn't awaken to his face, but rather a slew of unfamiliar ones, coming and going, coming and going. She blinks a few times, sits up and instinctively presses a hand to her forehead. Dizzy. She gives herself a few more minutes before trying to rise. Everything is unsteady. Everything is unfamiliar.
She already hates it.
Once she's (relatively) certain of her footing, she hobbles upright, loose bandages wound around her head and arms shifting. Tries to ascertain where she's been taken. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. Her throat feels hoarse. Everything is still fresh in her mind. Unit 02...
Her attention is immediately drawn to the bright ring in the corner of the room, and without even thinking, she steps through it. The world disappears in a flash, replaced by a bustling city. She should be surprised, but isn't. Too tired to care. Dully, her one good eye crawls to the friendly sign posted in front of her. ]
Mac Anu, huh?
[ Answers. That's what she needs. So the next unfortunate soul is getting tripped from behind with an insistent boot shoved into their back as soon as they hit the ground. ]
Hey, you. You're going to answer a few questions for me, got it?
[ She sounds like she means business. Probably not a good idea to argue. ] | |
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| [ Ah, another game and another chance to lose. It was all tugging at Rose Lalonde's cloaked collar; an obvious weight that nearly caused the collected and refined girl to lose her cool. As she had traversed through Mac Anu, learning as much as she could and memorizing the intricate pathways leading to each specific shop, she continued to seek out more.
At the very most, Rose refused to be 'lost' here.
Tugging her over sized book upon a thin silk strap against her shoulder, the pale girl continues onward. A moment or two passed until her bright eyes landed upon the docked ship.
She would glance around, seek an answer for a question she hadn't even asked yet. With a soft clear of her voice, among the few strangers that lurked the area, she spoke. ]
Pardon me for the intrusion, but does anyone have a clue of if this ship is set to sail or is it merely a decorative piece?
[ She noticed the rust upon the spikes that dug into the chain links which held the ship in place. It looked as if it hadn't left the dock in quite sometime. ]
Or at the very least, where it leads to on its voyage?
[ Curiosity killed the cat, it seemed, or perhaps it would give it some proper closure or allies. ] | |
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| [Mac Anu certainly has been busy lately with all the confused people running around, and Euphie has been no exception. She's wandered out of the Chaos Gate already, head looking every which way for anyone she might recognize. But the more she looks, the more distressed she looks.
The fashions weren't anything she recognized from Japan or Britannia. Hell, that giant hat on her head isn't anything she owns. And the people and peculiar creatures wandering around...
This Princess ain't in Kansas anymore.
It isn't until she's reached the center square that she decides to reach out to someone. Anyone. Wishing desperately that Suzaku or even her brother were here.]
Excuse me. I'm sorry, but I can just have a minute of your time?
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| [It's very disconcerting when one moment you're talking to a figment of your imagination and then suddenly being somewhere else entirely. Jake stands there dumbly for a moment, quite confused at what just happened. He gets over it long enough to get out of the way of the whatever behind him, since there seems to be a bit of traffic here! Jeez, he's never seen so many people in one place like this before.]
Oh for the love of Christ, now what?
[Dammit, he had been in a somewhat important discussion with the Dirk from his memory! Oh, well. First thing to do is to gather information, so he approaches the first friendly person he sees. He'll get excited about being in a new place in a little bit. Right now, it just seems like more Dream Bubble Bullshit, although he certainly doesn't remember anything at all like this occurring before.]
Excuse me, chap! Might I have a word? [He will continue on regardless of the answer. Jake is determined to get information, gosh darn it!]
I think I've gotten myself lost or something. [Jake chuckles a little sheepishly.] This place certainly doesn't look familiar to me, and it seems that my original clothes have been, erm, replaced. Is that normal around here? | |
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| [There is yet another new and confused face wandering around Mac Anu today. This time, it is a petite Steam Gunner. Currently her attention is split multiple ways; sometimes she is checking her Relic with a look of frustration, others she is looking intently at her surroundings as if it may clue her in on some big secret. And on some occasions, she will stare directly at your character, almost expectantly. At any rate, it is clear she will not be the first to approach, so that will be up to the other to initiate.
However… once approached, she is quick to fire off a question before any pleasantries can so much as begin.]
Where is this place? It isn’t GGO… But it can’t be SAO, either.
…Is it?
[Her voice is calm with only a slight tinge of suppressed fear. Whatever it is she’s saying, it must be some cause for concern. Why else would someone work so hard to control the tremors in their voice?] | |
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| [Seeing absolutely no change in strength or his levels (according to his Relic anyway) from constant fighting, Meta Knight has been spending a lot of his time in Mac Anu, sitting on the highest possible object around, watching people.
It seems as if he's searching, as certain colors will gain his immediate attention, particularly pink, red, and blue.
If you do happen to make eye contact with him, he'll look away, but after a while, he'll look again.] | |
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| [ So Neku's been out around the surrounding areas of the city, trying his best to learn how to fight with these stupid swords, as opposed to the Psychs from back home.
He had always been a quick learner, one to easily adapt, but this was proving to be a challenge. Two swords at once? Trying not to accidentally slice open his arm as he swung them? Attacking some weird monsters and stuff? Yeah, not what he was used to. He may be swearing under his breath as he defeats a few really low level things, working up a sweat in the process. Why wasn't this becoming any easier, damnit?!
Care to join him in said training? | |
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