a protag life
Action, open to everyone. Dark Hour.
[ Last thing she knew she was on a train towards her new school. It was pretty late and things had been awfully calm so far. However, the moment the lights flickered wildly and then went completely black, Minako decided things were most definitely not okay. She couldn't hear the train anymore, nor the other few passengers around her, even with her headphones away from her ears.
Suddenly, she was standing in the middle of a town. Wait, when had she walked out? She had her bag on one hand, so at least not everything was lost, but where was she? And who the hell left those coffins around? She couldn't help but think she had probably fell into some bizarre horror movie. ]
No...that's ridiculo-- what was that?
[ And as if fate tried to mock her, the moment Minako uttered those words a group of three black blobs made their way out from an alleyway, greasy and semi liquid arms rising as the group slid its way towards a completely paralyzed out of surprise girl.
Something was most definitely wrong with this place. ]
[ Last thing she knew she was on a train towards her new school. It was pretty late and things had been awfully calm so far. However, the moment the lights flickered wildly and then went completely black, Minako decided things were most definitely not okay. She couldn't hear the train anymore, nor the other few passengers around her, even with her headphones away from her ears.
Suddenly, she was standing in the middle of a town. Wait, when had she walked out? She had her bag on one hand, so at least not everything was lost, but where was she? And who the hell left those coffins around? She couldn't help but think she had probably fell into some bizarre horror movie. ]
No...that's ridiculo-- what was that?
[ And as if fate tried to mock her, the moment Minako uttered those words a group of three black blobs made their way out from an alleyway, greasy and semi liquid arms rising as the group slid its way towards a completely paralyzed out of surprise girl.
Something was most definitely wrong with this place. ]

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[And then out of a sudden, a sort of giant armored figure leapt into the scene, hitting one of the blobs with a boy following after him.]
Hey! Are you alright?
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[ Wow, that was seriously cool. ]
Y-yes, thank you!
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You should really be careful when wandering around at this hour, miss.
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You're new here, are you?
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Well, in that case, welcome to Prospero, er...
[Whoops he forgot to ask her name.]
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Stay back! Orpheus.
[Immediately, a certain harpist robot appears, setting one of the blobs on fire. Another is taken out by Minato's sword.]
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H-hey, what's going on?
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Orpheus disappears, having completed his duty. Relieved that nothing went wrong, Minato flicks back the sweat on his brow.]
That was close. Are you hurt?
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Yes, I'm fine. Thank you! How did you do that? You...called a big guy with an harp...Orpheus it was?
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That? It's a long story.
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[ Silent Protag, meet Chatty Protag. ]
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You shouldn't be out unarmed.
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Wow! Are those really wings?!
[ Details, details. ]
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[Matter of factly.]
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[ Who is she to judge? ]
Are there...more angels around?
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And now for something... completely different.
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[The shadow runs past you at full speed, emitting a shrieking sound like scratched vynil. On a second glance, it appears to be sweating profusely.]
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Lousy little... coulda sworn it went this way.
[A man with blue hair rounds the corner, disgruntled expression on his face. He mutters to himself up until he notices you, and his expression shifts into a lazy smile, his posture becoming far more lax.]
Yo. New in town?
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Y-yeah...you could say that...
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You seem to be keeping your composure better than most newcomers do: good for you, missy!
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Well, I'm pretty surprised but I can't just freeze right? Whatever is going on though, I don't really know how to react.
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Not freezing up is a good first. Finding somewhere safe and getting information would probably be the best follow-up.
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Okay, so onto it. What is going on?
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