Scout smiled and chuckled. "I'm used to hearing that." She returned her focus to her manga and turned the page. If her yoai sense were tingling correctly, they seme and uke would have another sex scene at any moment. All they need to do is to dispose of the jealous antagonist and find a bed—
She was off. They found an elevator.
"I don't know anything of these different worlds. All I know is Lady Gaera brought me here. Why? Who knows, I have given up trying to understand that Goddess." Kit said.
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Impossible Gender Forge
[Courtyard]
The rain was coming down still, dowsing the courtyard and splashing into the fountain. Of course, a much larger splash came when a large wooden chest with a very large lock dropped from the sky into it, sending a nice wave of water onto the nearby grass.
A muffled voice began to speak, emanating from the sudden gift from above.
"Finally. I thought that space whale would never throw up. Gah. Next time, I'm so packing this on one of those dimensional rifts."
Another sound, like some animal growling also made it's way out of the chest.
"I don't care if they make you glow for a week afterwards! I'm not making another trip in a space animal's stomach. It's unsanitary."
This time the grumbling became louder and more high pitched.
"Oh whine away, I'm getting out."
Suddenly, the chest began to move and shake, bulging cartoonishly. More water flowed out of the fountain as the chest shifted and tottered. With a final jerk, it came to a stop.
"You.. You locked it. Didn't you."
Plaintive and slightly sheepish growling and chattering ensued.
"Oh just give me the key already."
Once again, the chest shook and creaked loudly. A slim and pale hand squeezed out, holding an ornate silver key. It began to tap around the chest, searching for the lock. A clink of metal on metal, and the key was jiggling around in the lock.
"Almost.. Almost.."
Plop. Splash. The key glinted slightly as it fell into what remained of the water in the fountain.
"Nonononono-"
The hand reached futily downwards, the key just out of reach. It snaked back into the chest, as growling laughter emerged.
"Oh shut up you. I'm so putting you on a diet for this."
Suddenly, the laughter turned into a disbelieving whimper, followed by clacking sounds.
"Alright. So now we scream for help. Where's that voice..loud..maker... thing.."
More clacking and growling.
"Megaphone? That sounds silly. No one would call it that."
A brief pause, then the entire chest shook as a voice shouted, echoing around the courtyard.
IS ANYONE THERE? ANYONE AT ALL? I'M SERIOUS, BE YOU TALKING ANIMALS OR UNHOLY HELL DEMONS!
Ahr river
[Courtyard]
Tyler turned around.
Odd. There hadn't been a chest there a few moments ago.
And they were rather loud.
"Why are you in a chest."
edited 18th Jun '12 8:08:20 PM by MrAHR
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Auditorium
Rachel, quite honestly, found the musician's words somewhat difficult to understand. Then again, misunderstandings were probably common among people who got yanked out of an otherwise perfectly rational world and dropped into a situation like this. Which she imagined was most of the people here.
"I still maintain that it was some sort of dimensional fluke that got me here," she said. "Where I come from, the supernatural seems to be rather dismissed."
She was about to sit back down when suddenly she heard a rather loud voice that sounded something like "is anyone there?" She jumped a little when she heard it - man, she seemed to be a magnet for cat scares, didn't she? Whoever it was, though, she didn't intend on giving him/her a greeting - she'd leave that to the somewhat more normal people around her. Woe be the newcomers who get greeted by an infected, no matter how rational said infected was.
edited 18th Jun '12 8:03:20 PM by Yomegami
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"Well, however you got here, you might as well enjoy yourself while your here, wouldn't you say?" Doltur asked. Far as he was concerned, how they got here wasn't relevant. Past was past, deal with the present was his philosophy.
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"Whatever, stick to your gay porn. As if that could get you any dates," Ian said and walked out of the library. He'll just have to find his way back. But unlike before he didn't even seem to be in the same town as before. The place looked like some really big university.
edited 18th Jun '12 8:13:06 PM by PsychoFreaX
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Auditorium
"Well, I suppose." Rachel said. "As much as I can enjoy being at a creepy abandoned university." Okay, it probably wasn't quite as creepy as it was when she first got here, but there was still something extremely unnerving about this place. Whatever was responsible probably didn't have her (or possibly anyone's) best interests in mind.
At least for now this auditorium was a good place to sit out the thunderstorm, if said thunderstorm wasn't permanent. Since the voice from earlier was apparently dealt with, she plopped herself down into the closest chair.
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Icon by Civvi the Civilian![Making way to the auditorium]
Ian walked around the university trying to find his way back to wherever he was before he popped up here. Soon he got lost to some auditorium where he found other people and decided to ask, "Okay I give up! Can anyone here tell me where the hell I am?"
edited 18th Jun '12 8:25:15 PM by PsychoFreaX
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He kept his voice mildly soft. "In fact, I was searching for an abandoned place to explore." His accent was only faintly Japanese. "I do some sketching and pencil work in my freetime, and I just... came down with an urge." He turned to the musician. "As an artist yourself, I'm sure you understand."
The sketchbook's spiral binding inside his coat's breast pocket pressed annoyingly against his chest. Finally, he took it out and the mechanical pencil clipped in the binding, electing to hold it by his side for now.
"By the way, call me Sora."
That was when a shout pierced the air. "An abandoned university in the northeastern portion of the united states."
edited 18th Jun '12 8:25:11 PM by CrystalGlacia
"Jack, you have debauched my sloth."
Loyce shrugged, decided he would avoid this guy in the future, and turned back to his book.
This is a signature. It is not interesting. Please continue whatever you were doing, it is surely more fascinating.
[Auditorium]
The musician smiled a bittersweet smile at Sora and said, "yes, I do understand that urge... that need to create. It is a powerful need, though one my brothers — alas, my only consistent companions — are incapable of understanding." He sighed, even his half-smile flickering slightly. "It is... often painful sometimes. That consuming need." Then he hopped up to the stage, sat with his legs dangling over the edge. To nobody in particular, he said, "pardon me, for a time." He began to strum at his guitar, haphazardly practicing through chords and riffs.
Good night.
Impossible Gender Forge
[Courtyard]
Inside the chest something shifted and clunked.
"Funny story. It involves traveling, space whales and the pursuit of entertainment. I would be more than thrilled to relate it to you if you could do me a little favor."
The light rain began to decrease to a drizzle.
"There's a silver key, very old looking in front of the chest. If you would be so kind as to unloc-"
A grumbling noise underlayed by several clicks and snaps, muffled by the wood, interrupted the voice.
"Oh. Right. Preferably inside, out of this.. whatever it is we landed in. A puddle. Or a pond. Or whatever. I'm not picky, please choose whatever word suits your personal tastes."
Ahr river
[Courtyard]
Tyler blinked in confusion.
"Okay."
Sure. Why not?
Tyler walked over and picked up the key and attempted to unlock the chest.
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Drummer Boy
[Great Hall —> Bio Lab]
When Cyrus figures that whatever caused the explosion isn't coming to kill him and no one is screaming or dying, he decides to ignore it and keep studying the hall. It was definitely something that his sister-in-law or niece would like a lot, but Wilhelm would probably agree with him that it was a bit... much.
He climbs the stairs. At the landing, underneath a portrait of someone called Sir Isaac Newton, Cyrus finds two brass plats with arrows on them, pointing at the two staircases to the right and left. He's mildly surprised that they're in his own language. Left goes to a lecture hall, and right goes to a biology lab. He was more an engineer than a biologist, but biology is still fairly interesting. The human body, after all, is a machine, and since he's now dabbling in replacement body parts....
Inside the lab, he is overwhelmed by the modern equipment sitting on the tables.
"Er... Naomi? Do you know what these are? I don't know if you're a scientist or not, but I'm sure you at least have a clue." He goes to look at a microscope. Well, he's pretty sure it's a microscope. And what's this thing next to it, with all the litle tubes of chemicals stuck in a circle? Cyrus presses a button and the circle starts spinning. He turns the dial to make it go faster and grins like a small child.
The thing he's messing with is called a test tube mixer.
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edited 18th Jun '12 9:16:08 PM by SnowyFoxes
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[Bio Lab]
While Cyrus was obsessing over the hall (steampunk portal gun, architecture, now a bio lab—was he some kind of Rennaissance man?) Naomi slipped into the library to grab a few books, but high tailed it after the expolosion. She figured that between mysterious explosions and memories of high school biology, the latter was probably safer.
So she followed Cyrus to the lab and patiently explained the test tube mixer and everything else she could. "You know, when I saw that gun of yours, I thought you of all people would know what this crap is. I'm an English major, okay? And you're the one with the freaking—portal gun—what is that thing, really?" Naomi sighed.
Why are our conversations always knee-deep in Republican politics and Internet gifs?
Drummer Boy
[Bio Lab]
"English. What's that?" Cyrus turns off the test tube mixer and frowns at Bessie. "It's a lightning cannon. What's a portal gun? How would you shoot a portal? From my understand of what portals are, that wouldn't make any sense. Thank you for helping me out, though."
edited 18th Jun '12 9:58:18 PM by SnowyFoxes
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[Bio Lab]
Naomi stared at him. "English is the language we're speaking right now. Maybe there's some magical translator or something. Well, I basically just study literature and I'm going to be a teacher someday. Maybe publish a book. Nothing special."
Well, at least she could explain the portal gun. She took out her laptop, plugged it into the outlet in a lab table, and turned it on. Once it did, she logged into Steam and started Portal. "It's a really fun puzzle game, and it's got some cool black humor, too. Wanna have a go?"
Why are our conversations always knee-deep in Republican politics and Internet gifs?
[Bio Lab]
Now if I can just finish up that lab report I was hoping to write
Ezra opens the door to the lab and walks in.... to find a couple people huddled around a laptop playing portal.
He does a double take.
"Um, I guess... I'm in the wrong... lab!?!?!"
He stands awkwardly in the doorway, his pale arms hanging by his side brushing up against his shorts. The rest of him seems color coded, light brown hair in a short cut, light brown tank top, and light brown flip flops. The only thing that didn't seem to match was his black phone with a rather odd Kotetsu charm hanging from it.
edited 18th Jun '12 10:13:41 PM by Aqueos
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Drummer Boy
[Bio Lab]
Cyrus's jaw drops when Naomi brings out the laptop. "So is it like that computer over there—" He points at the desktop in the corner. "—but portable? I mean, the keyboard thing looks almost the same, and it's doing things that you said computers do...."
He watches the game load and tries to use the trackpad. So the little arrow follows his finger. Simple enough. He goes to the settings and figures out which button does what, asking Naomi to explain when necessary.
Just as the game begins and the viewpoint character wakes up in a sterile, rather creepy place, the interruption of the boy in brown
Oh dear. That was a downright indecent amount of skin. Cyrus can't help but stare, and hardly realizes that he's doing it. He's almost as skinny as Wilhelm, but probably a bit shorter.
"Well, I can't tell you if you're in the wrong lab or not. What were you planning to do?" Cyrus finally turns back to the game and tries to get a feel for the controls. He picks up the mug in the relaxation vault and drops it, making it shatter. "Strange. She's not using her hands."
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!
ಠ_ృ You called?
[Bio Lab]
"Oh, hey there. My name's Naomi, and this is Cyrus. We're not really doing much right now, just playing Portal. You busy?" Maybe this was a guy that actuallly knew stuff about biology. Cyrus would probably like having a fellow scientist around.
She watched Cyrus navigate the game, slightly amused. "I know her wristbands generate a forcefield in the second game, but I forget if they're in this one. When you get the portal gun, it makes a force field to pick things up. You'll see. Just have fun and stop thinking about the mechanics for a while."
Why are our conversations always knee-deep in Republican politics and Internet gifs?[Bio lab]]
Ezra walks towards Naomi and Cyrus.
"Well I was going to finish up a lab for biology, but it's not due for a while I suppose I could put it off.... Oh and I'm Ezra"
He looks around for a moment before he notices the gun.
"Um wow, I've seen my share of Chells and Steampunk cosplays, but jeez that thing is in a category all it's own. Which one of you made it? How long did it take? And seriously what the heck did you make it out off?"
edited 18th Jun '12 10:41:27 PM by Aqueos
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Drummer Boy
[Bio Lab]
"My lightning cannon has nothing to do with this game," Cyrus says patiently. "However, it took several months to design and build, and it's still in testing. And it's made of metal and Maklan*, of course. Oh, and Naomi? It's not in my nature to forget the mechanics." He looks at the whiteboard on the wall thoughtfully, trying to figure out how the portal gun could possibly work. "I can, however, have fun."
And that he is. He isn't very far in the game, of course, but it seems promising. And this media fascinates him. He'll have to think about trying to build one of these computers someday.
edited 18th Jun '12 10:44:53 PM by SnowyFoxes
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!Ezra moves closer to Cyrus still.
"You have a lightning cannon? Powered by steam? What, next thing I know you will be telling me you are from some alternate universe? Then, you'll tell me you can power a plane with steam, or wait no a zeppelin because steampunk."
He leans against the lab table, hips sticking out a couple feet, resting his head in a reclined position next to the laptop.
"Next thing I know, you'll be dancing around singing Lady Gaga wearing nothing but a thong and saying it's normal."
edited 18th Jun '12 11:05:58 PM by Aqueos
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[Auditorium]
The musician smiled and said, "ah, 'tis good to hear. I am glad you understand me, dear Lady."
Then he waved around the place, and said, responding to Doltur and Rachel, but speaking to the crowd in genera, "I think we can all agree this is the homeworld of none of us here. 'Tis no place I have seen."
He looked around thoughtfully and added, more thinking aloud than anything, "it is more Earth than Alos, though my brothers tell me this is common among their own travels through the multiverse. Earth appears to have a... central place in the grand scheme of the multiverse. The eldest and most thoughtful of my brothers — aside from myself, of course — has theorized that all other worlds are but echoes of Earth." He shook his head, and added, "what this means, I do not know. And perhaps it is nothing but coincidence."
edited 18th Jun '12 7:48:33 PM by KillerClowns