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[trustfellowship]

The last thing you remember hearing is static. There were words in there, perhaps, quiet whispers like the rustling of leaves, like the crinkling of paper, like rust being scraped off a knife. The words aren't anything you'll remember, but they're there, and there are a lot of them washing over you, and it might be concerning if it weren't so warm where you're lying. You wake feeling disoriented, like you've been asleep for a long time. Of course, it's probably odd that you're waking up just now - perhaps you were in the middle of something important, perhaps you were waiting for something, or maybe you were just going about your day, but even before the whispering came you can clearly remember doing something back home. Can't you? Something else. Something that wasn't looking around the room you've found yourself in. It's not your room, either. Not the one you're used to. The room here is grey and white and tile; even if the bed is nice (and the bed is nice, it feels like it's been designed to cater just to you, maybe if you keep your eyes closed you can pretend it's a favor), the room itself is spartan and oppressing. The walls are cracked and the floors are in disrepair, but despite that there's not enough noise - it's silent, the quietness of it pressing in on you, and even if you can't see any cameras you get the distinct feeling that for good or ill, someone is watching over you as you get up. That might be enough to make you move, to make you not want to stay there. But even if you stick around for a while to look around in there, the walls hold firm despite their decrepit state and the pervasive silence isn't going away - if anyone's in the rooms near you, you can't hear them. If you want answers, you're going to have to leave. Be sure you grab the key sitting on your desk on the way out. Once you step out of the room into the hallway you'll most likely find yourself face-to-face with other confused people who feel as though they don't belong here either. Maybe you'll find something if you explore together; maybe it's safer in numbers. Wherever you end up going - and there are several places to go - you might want to check the large room toward the center of the communal area of the building. A subdivided foyer is here; at first glance, it even seems to offer you a look at the outside. Of course, once you've gotten over that particular disappointment, you might want to check out the walls, where you'll find some very interesting information about yourselves hanging on the walls. There's some other framed information that you'll most likely want to get a look at as well, seeing as how it could be the key to escaping this place. Although, speaking of keys... Despite your best efforts, you won't find any doors. The windows you find here and there are far more durable than they should be as well, and any attempts to break out won't work. It seems you're stuck here for the time being. Maybe your fellow captives have some thoughts on all of this. Welcome to Beacon General Hospital.

Comments

[relieable]

Hey, it'll be okay. We'll find a way outta here, an' all get back home safely.

[nachetanya]

Do you have a plan for that?

[ With a little smile. But also leaning in. Again. ]

[relieable]

[UHH]

Me? Oh, no! Not yet! But, once I learn a little more about this place, then... maybe...

[nachetanya]

Oooh! [She... Pouts ] How mean, you got my hopes up!

[relieable]

[A-AWWW... how cute! he holds up his hands placatingly]

A-aww! I'm sorry! I'll think of something good soon, promise!

[nachetanya]

Alright, I'll forgive you this once, as long as it's good!

[ she huffs back! And would be crossing her arms, based on the position of her arm, if she had both.

But she doesn't so.

It's a bit weird. ]

[relieable]

Yeah, yeah! It will be. [now he has incentive. impress the cute one-armed bunny girl... he can do that... maybe...]

So, uh... My name's Osomatsu. Osomatsu Matsuno! [change of subject!]

[nachetanya]

Oh... Oh, what a strange sounding name... Mr. Osomatsu?

My name's Nachetanya Loei Piena Augustra.

[ She responds with how best you can curtsy in armor. Well, skirted armor. ]

[relieable]

[...........ironic]

Y-You're the one with the strange sounding name! [he laughs. not at her, or her name, but just the situation] Miss... Na... Na-shay... ... Naa-chan.

[nachetanya]

Oh, I know it is a little.

[ . . . Naa-chan. She's not. Sure what to think of that.

But.

Giggle. ]

If you get to call me that, what do I get to call you?

[relieable]

Whatever you like, I guess! [eyebrow waggle] Oso, Osomatsu, Osomatsu-kun...

[nachetanya]

[ . . Wow. She laughs again, and he seems to consider, tilting her head to the side... Hmmm... ]

Maaatsu... Hmmm. How about Matsu? It's in your name twice.

[relieable]

[oh... hahaha!]

It sure is... Thank my parents for that! [hehe, he rubs under his nose] But I guess Matsu'll be all right, seein' as how there's only one of me here.

[nachetanya]

Oh... Oh, right, one of those would be your family name, wouldn't it? Do you have a large family?

[ She didn't even think of that, people with families. ]

[relieable]

Super large! An' we're all Matsus. Everyone has two matsus in their names, even mom n'dad! [he counts off on his fingers] Matsuzou, Matsuyo, Karamatsu, Choromatsu, Ichimatsu, Jyushimatsu, Todomatsu... And, me, Osomatsu! And our family name is Matsuno.

[nachetanya]

[ Blink.

... Blink. Blink... and- Ah. Oh, she frowns and... ]

... Would you prefer to be called Osomatsu then, than a nickname to remind you more of your family?

[relieable]

[he blinks back at that, head tilting slightly]

Really, you can call me what you want. To be honest... I'll probably think about my family the whole time I'm here. [probably, especially at night, when he's in that room alone. but Osomatsu hopes it won't be that long! that they will all get to go home soon]

[nachetanya]

Mmm. Alright, Osomatsu. I'll just use your name.

[ But man, that's a bit heavier - she sighs. And puts a hand on her waist. ]

[relieable]

[he didn't mean to make the conversation heavy! really, he would have liked a cute nickname! ah well]

Sure. [ah, he better try and change the subject] So, uh... Where ya from?

[nachetanya]

[ Oh! ] Piena.

[ Which is also in her name. but she puts her arm behind her back, leaning forward and smiling. This does more cleavage again, yep. ]

Though I was in Gwinvale, last.

[relieable]

[uh... cleavage... wait, no, pay attention to the girl]

...I have no idea where those places are. Europe?

[nachetanya]

Piena's... ah, if you don't know, you might be from a whole other world, according to Ms. Kashima! Piena's the biggest country on the continent, which also is near the center. Gwinvale's on the far western edge, near the Wailing Demons Territory.

[ Yep. ]

[relieable]

[uh]

Wait... Hold on... You're from a different world?

[that was... something Osomatsu had not even considered. but now that he thought about it, it would have made sense, especially when he recalled the profiles... there were princesses, mercenaries, there had even appeared to be a monster up there, and Osomatsu had initially thought it was a suit. but what if it wasn't? what if these people weren't cosplayers at all?]

[nachetanya]

You didn't recognize me or Piena, right? It seems impossible that's the case if you're from where I am.

[ and t he theory has been seeded!! ]

[relieable]

[????]

Are you, like, a movie star in your world, or something?