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[There's a new face on the network. One that doesn't seem too upset to be here, either. Just really confused. It was difficult to tell where he was, but the amount of sunlight suggests he's outside.]

Hello? If there's anyone actually listening to this I would... appreciate an explanation. I'm not sure how I ended up in this place. If anyone could tell me how I got here, I'd be grateful.

[Wanting to keep the message short and to the point, he shuts the feed off. But not before he accidentally lets the device record him mumbling angrily.]

Stupid primitive piece of junk...

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[A new face? It has been a while. Well, time to bring in the welcoming committee.]

This is 21st century Earth...well, at least one version on it. We're on an island called Prospero, off the eastern coast of the United States.

My name's Saori and I'd be happy to help you learn more about this place.

The 21st century? [His mouth just kind of hangs open for a moment before he manages to get his composure back.]

While the technology I've seen here seems to match that of the early 21st century, I don't see how it would be possible to end up more than 200 years in the past.

Believe me, it's very possible. Unfortunately, I don't know how it's possible. It's one of the many mysteries related to Prospero. This place seems to pull people from many different worlds regardless if they are dead or alive.

[He seemed to twitch just slightly at the "dead or alive" part. Or maybe that was just her imagination? Hard to tell.]

Many mysteries? Then I take it there is more I should be made aware of?

Uhm. It's a little hard to explain.

[The white-haired boy fidgets awkwardly, trying to figure out a way to say this without sounding crazy.]

Have you... ever travelled between worlds before?

No, I can't say that I have. And that's what's happened here?

[Kyoji sighs. He'd already learned from the first person he'd talk to that he'd supposedly gone back in time. And if that was the case, ending up in some kind of alternate world wasn't that far of a stretch.]

I think so. It's hard to explain, but there's people here that come from Earth that find this place different to it, despite being in the same timeline. And people they knew aren't there. So it's likely we're in another world.

[He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. Even travelling to the different lands of Makai hadn't been so difficult as finding a way out of here.]

Well, that's what I think, anyway.

So even if I am in the same point in time, it is unlikely I'd be able to find my brother... [He sighs, and almost seems to slump a bit, like any energy or enthusiasm he had was just sucked out of him. What good did it do to be brought back to life he he wasn't able to protect Domon? He really hoped that was just fantastic theory of someone wrong and excitable, but there didn't seem to be any evidence to suggest that yet.]

Is there any other reason you think this is a completely different world than just the confusion of some of the people brought here?

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Well... There's a whole lot of reasons to suspect it. Zett lost his powers when he came here, so we can't get back to Makai. And nobody I've met can contact anyone they know. Oh, an' there's an extra hour in the day.

[Pondering... is there anything else he can add?]

Do you have your brother's phone number? Maybe it'll connect, if he's in this world. We can travel anywhere, so it's not like you can't go to your country to find out.

An... extra hour in the day. I must admit, that's pretty good evidence. [He wasn't even going to comment on "powers" or "Makai" yet. This was all a bit much for him, and he was feeling rather overwhelmed.]

We don't even use phones anymore. [He thinks for a moment.] Have you heard of people living in space colonies? Or of machines called Mobile Suits?

[Yaaaay a new person! And this one seems interesting, too. He responds with bold cheerfulness, unminding of the obvious annoyance of the other.]

'tis a worthy question. Sad as it is to say, no one truly knows. The Gods of this world have brought us, and they will hold us as long as they wish. So it is, however miserable it might seem to thee.

Although. If this be primitive, I fear thy world would overwhelm me.

[The annoyance was more because of the limited technology than it was from actually being here. So that cheerfulness was actually quite refreshing after so much pain.]

The "Gods of this world?" What can you tell me about these "Gods?"

If that's the case, are you from the past then? I've been told I'm likely from the future, but I'm not sure I'm quite willing to believe that yet.

Aye, and rightly so! 'tis a difficult thing to swallow. Do not pressure yourself. You will come to tha' own conclusions eventually.

They come to us only when they will, and rarely at that. You will know when they are there, for a blue door will appear out of nothingness. Beyond that door lies only more questions; they will answer little and speak much that seems to makes no sense. The one that I met was named "Elizabeth", but there appears to be more. She is a strange an' unworldly sort, akin to the fey themselves... and just as prone to spontaneity.

'tis true however that they claim to not be the ones responsible; yet though they know who to blame, they will not tell us. It falls to us to find it out.

Edited 2013-02-19 10:48 (UTC)

...I see. [Well he had no idea what to make of that. On the one hand, if this person wasn't that familiar with technology they could have easily mistaken some for "gods" or "magic", and Elizabeth was a very human-sounding name. On the other, the science he was familiar with couldn't explain how he could get disintegrated and then get brought back to life good as new.]

I will keep my eyes open for any strange doors then. And I'll be sure to ask them myself when I find them.

[Such a strange voice. No accent that she knows, and clearly not from her time. The stranger's clothes say that even before he comments on the equipment. She holds the phone up before her, her posture ladylike. There's a gentleness on her face.]

Prim...itive? What is primitive about it?

[Kyoji seems a bit less annoyed when he responds to her. He has a better idea what's going on now. And besides, there was no reason to be grouchy at someone that seemed willing to be nice to him.]

I think the better question would be to ask what isn't primitive about it. This device doesn't even use a fiber optic card. But it seems this is standard technology for this city, correct? So I'll try not to bore you with the specifics.

Fi...ber?

[Isn't 'fiber' something to do with food? So the 'phones' of the future ran on food... Pretty incredible!]

Everyone receives them. But other than that, I'm not sure. These type of Beorc tools are strange to me.

[Not even close, but she gets an "A" for effort. Too bad she didn't follow that train of thought out loud, Kyoji will feel bad if he realizes he accidentally mislead her.]

"Beorc?" I'm afraid it's my turn to have to ask you a question. I'm unfamiliar with that word. What exactly does it mean?

You've been kidnapped to another world, or something like that.

As hard as it is to believe, I do keep finding more evidence to suggest I really am in another world. Although I'm not sure about the "kidnapped" part. If that's the case, then who brought me here? And what do they want with me?

[Especially since he was dead. And had definitely been dead for a little bit before being brought here, although he didn't actually remember anything specific. How did one kidnap a spirit?]

That's a harder question. There's some evidence to suggest that it's to fight monsters called Shadows, but since they never stop coming, maybe that's just a waste of time?

..."Monsters?" [Oh no. Please, please don't be DG zombies.] Can you tell me more about these Shadows?

They come out at the extra hour after midnight. They seem endless, we can't communicate with them, and they have many different forms. Some of them resist certain kinds of attacks, such as physical damage.

[...Oh no. He's not even trying to play it cool anymore. Poor man looks absolutely terrified. Though it's for different reasons than Zett probably suspects. That description made the Shadows sound even more like the monsters from his homeworld that, in a way, he had accidentally created. But he takes a deep breath, so his voice is at least steady when he talks.]

Do any of these creatures seem to be mechanical in nature? Or seem to be covered with metallic silver scales?

Most of them aren't? Might be one or two, but I haven't run into any of them. Why?

[Weird questions.]

[He calms down a bit, although he still seems a bit shaken.]

[But now he needed to explain why he would ask a question like that. If they were what he'd feared, he would admit to everything, but if not... If this was a new world, he just wanted to start over without everyone judging him for his past mistakes. He closes his eyes for a moment while thinking of how to respond. When he opens them again, he just looks incredibly sad.]

I've had to deal with things similar to what you're describing before. But they were mechanical in nature. I'll need to see them for myself before I can be sure, but if they're not obviously metallic then they're likely not what I first feared them to be. At least I hope not...

Edited 2013-03-12 02:05 (UTC)

If you're worried, I can be a bodyguard while you figure out if they're what you think they are tonight. If you need one.

[With no powers and refusal to use his Persona, Zett's not a great bodyguard, but at least he's used to it.]

Thank you for the offer, but I couldn't ask you to do that. There's more I need to learn about this place before I'd take that chance anyway. Maybe I can find a way to observe them from a safe distance.

[He sighs.] And if I want to avoid them tonight, I'd better get moving. If people are brought here somewhat regularly, are there any facilities set up to help the new arrivals? I doubt I can get the money for a hotel by nightfall.

You don't have to worry about that. Hotel rooms are free for the newbies.

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