Setsuna

...and the sadsack went and walked away.

Didn't say a word.

Just straight up blew her off like she hadn't said a thing.

Except she did.

And he didn't CARE.

...was she nothing to him?

But... she wasn't nothing.

She was something!

...

But what something was she?

Before she could continue down that train of thought, someone started saying something about a weapon or shit. Yeah, no, she wasn't having any of that. Maybe they had a good reason or maybe they were defending themselves, but there was *way* too much other crap going on to deal with this shit.

She brandished her club, pounding it into her open fist as she slowly walked forward. "Okay, listen up, fuckface! Either put the weapon down, or I'll put you down! You get me?!"

Edited by kkhohoho on Oct 2nd 2020 at 7:34:13 AM

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Makoto sees Setsuna obsessing over every animal that crosses her path. He sighs and shakes his head. It's honestly too ridiculous for him to care about. He then slowly heads over to Lapine, hands raised, trying to negotiate.

"Listen, we don't know why we're here either. And killing us won't help. So, assuming you're not a Persona user, and that's not an Evoker, please lower your gun. And we'll be out of this significantly quicker. Maybe."

I can't say goodbye to yesterday…

Yuan

"It definitely is starting to seem that way," Yuan nodded to Kyle, looking around at all the people who had been gathered. "The question is by whom, and for what purpose...?"

Before she had time to contemplate that, her attention was drawn to a shirtless wolfman and the tiniest woman she’d ever seen. For a moment she thought the person who kidnapped them here was a sick enough bastard to take a literal child away from their own world, but why would a child have armor and a gun? Probably just a dwarf.

"Hey! Uh... I don’t know what’s going on here, but can we not kill each other immediately?"

Truly, the million dollar question.

Mason

Attention went to one of the voices more or less confirming his fear that he wasn’t dead and rather, surrounded by other equally scared and likely terrified people. His breathing soothed eventually as he allowed the ringing in his ears to stop-

-and then realized that the person trying to calm him down looked like a red squid and it took everything in his power to not squeak in terror. “Ah...outside of...” the fear of the situation ebbed away and his scientific mind was back on track to the situation immediately available to him. “Well this raises quite a few scientific discoveries! See I was swallowed by a black hole and there’s studies that show strong evidence that rather than compressing everything into a singular point it instead takes it to another dimension! This is a breakthrough if the highest-hello.”

And then his head was cradled and attention dragged to the second person to directly talk to him of the day, as she tried to soothe him and for a moment it worked!

Then she froze for a moment and he was left sitting there in confusion until the question caused his head to tilt.

Gesturing down to the belt, he asked, “well, I mean...This is the Build Driver. I made it back in my...home? World? Universe? I mean I made it myself so I don’t see how it could be familiar-“

an exposed golden ball of thread attached to something not human.

a needle the size of a rapier.

three shadowed men over an unfamiliar yet familiar figure.

“...but....” he frowned. “That...wouldn’t make...sense...,do I know YOU?”

Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?

Lapine silently listened to the wolf's explanation, as far-fetched as it was, even as the other lifeforms took notice of what was going on and began to approach - one of them rather threateningly. ...They all seemed pretty nonchalant about her presence. Typical, she supposed. Even when in another dimension, you can't escape being underestimated because of your stature.

"...Well, at least now I know you can all speak Mammalian, that's the only plus I've gotten out of this..." she thought aloud. Hesitating for a good few moments - especially in the face of that red creature with the horns - finally she loosened her stance a bit, lowering her rifle. She didn't holster it entirely, though - if they were going to try and catch her off-guard, they had another thing coming. "...Fine, fine. I don't want a fight any more than you do." She did briefly wonder what the hekk an 'evoker' was, but she brushed it off. She'd puzzle out such obscure complexities later.

She turned her attention back to the wolf. "I'll be honest with you, wolf, I find your explanation a little hard to believe. I mean how did you, specifically, get here? Where were you? Caneeda Major? Vesp? The Walrus Nebula? ...And, for that matter, these animals with you, are they... 'humans'?" she asked, making sure to put special emphasis on the word 'human'. If these were extradimensional lifeforms, they needed to know for sure that she didn't know what she was looking at.

Edited by PresidentStalkeyes on Oct 2nd 2020 at 2:06:10 PM

"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."

Wolfgang

"Iunno how I got here. But I was on Earth. Or, well, an Earth, I guess." Little Wolf shrugged again, lowering his arms once it was clear the bunny(?) wasn't going to shoot anyone. "I was taking a nap, and then suddenly I'm here. I'm assuming the people who run this place brought us here... somehow."

Then he tilted his head. "You've never met humans before? Huh. Well, some of the people are humans." Then he pointed towards Makoto. "This guy's a human, for example. The other people who look similar to him are also human. Though I'm part human myself; I'm a werewolf, specifically. The ones who look really different, like Miss, um, Red here, aren't human though - I'm pretty sure she's some kind of demon. Oni, maybe? I know they use clubs."

Wolfgang shook his head. "Anyway, most of the people here are human. I think. Unless they can shapeshift."

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Makoto shakes his head.

"We're not shapeshifters. At least nobody I know are. So, can we negotiate now?"

I can't say goodbye to yesterday…

Nancy Weaver—Saving Private Mason

"That...That would be quite impossible," Nancy said, shaking her head at Mason's words. "I've never met you in my entire life, but...that belt... It felt familiar somehow. Um, I—I apologize. I didn't mean to be so rude. It's probably just a fluke, that's all it was. Yes."

"My name is Nancy Weaver. This is my Stand, Seamstress," she said more politely, moving to help Mason prop himself up into a sitting position. The Stand lifted its ballgown in a whimsical imitation of a curtsy, dipping its body in a half-bow as it floated in mid-air and cocking its porcelain doll-like head to the side as if to express curiosity. "It might look like a scary ghost carrying a big needle, but it's actually very friendly, I assure you."

"I...I think you should do your best to clear your head of any panic now, and take some deep breaths," Nancy suggested. "Some kind of divine providence must have brought us all here for a reason, so you needn't worry. But even if there is no God or Buddha, there will still be people like you and me, so you need to be brave for those who count on you. It's all right, now. Just keep on being calm."

Even if there is no God or Buddha—

A phrase every Rider seemed to know by heart.

Edited by JumpingFruit on Oct 2nd 2020 at 8:21:08 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

Jo

“Yeah, love. I'm human too. At least mostly...” Jo considers a moment in regards to Lapine, fiddling with a locket around her neck for a moment before sighing tiredly and moving to perch on a free space of the TARDIS console. “I dunno though. Weird things 'appen with me. Weird enough that I don't think you lot surprise me too much. I've seen things come and go that you wouldn't believe; trust me.”

Maybe I just don't care anymore.

“...I've just had an 'orrible thought. What if we have to fly this thing to get out of 'ere?” she grimaces, glancing down at the controls around her before groaning and palming her face a moment. “Jesus, if it's as annoying as flying a plane...”

Edited by Enirboreh on Oct 2nd 2020 at 2:24:41 PM

bork

Lee.

"...Ugh."

Cringing for a few seconds, Lee slowly opened his eyes and glanced around at where he ended up. Somewhere...new. Mechanical, by by the looks of it...stuck inside some sort of machine? Either way, the lack of chatter from his V.A.C Glove meant he was probably really far from home.

...Or maybe it was being drowned out by the people who were being somewhat loud.

Certainly an interesting bunch. Still, it took a few seconds longer to realize he was curled up in a corner before carefully getting to his feet and dusting himself off.

At least he hadn't been out cold for three days this time. And by the sounds of some sounding a little less...loud, the potential fight wasn't going to happen as he carefully approached the group, hands slightly up in the air to show he wasn't going to cause trouble.

"Have to agree with the 'Don't panic' part. Wherever this is and whoever we are, we're alive, so there's definitely a plus."

Edited by TheRealWren on Oct 2nd 2020 at 11:07:39 PM

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

Roon

Roon hearing the small armored person has calmed down and was asking if the people in the room with her were humans or not says, "Only half of us here are obviously human and the rest are not human, although the big red lady wouldn't look out of place on my world if her skin were not red.As for me though I do look human I'm not as I am the manifestation of a heavy cruiser from my world" Once she had said that she removed her rigging from her back and her gauntlets which she left with it to guard.

Lapine looked around at the motley crew assembled around the room. ...Quite the assortment. At least one of them was a cyborg of some sort, with her attachments, and one of them was projecting... something. Some kind of psychic power, perhaps. She didn't buy that the red one was an actual literal demon, but she could at least buy that she was some sort of creature that looks human but isn't.

She had noticed that these humans were very different from the picture her client had provided. That human was very round, these ones were like sticks in comparison. Universally pale, too, and with huge eyes. Except the one fiddling with a locket; of all of them, she looked the closest to what she'd been expecting. But then she said she was only 'mostly' human... and the wolf was half-human? Okay, apparently humans got around a lot, if they were this genetically compatible. ...This probably meant the wolf wasn't actually from her universe, which was a bit annoying, but no more annoying than anything else she'd run into in the last five minutes.

"Since you asked..." she said, as she chanced walking into the room proper - keeping her guard up, of course - "No, I've never met a human. Never even heard of a human until-... never mind," she began to say, cutting herself off before she could go blabbing any details of her mission. "Word of advice, though - don't say you 'play with' bunnies, that means something different where I come from."

As she walked up to the console in the centre, the one that the locket human had been inspecting and lamenting over, she decided to look it over, too. See what sort of technology they were dealing with. It was certainly very advanced, and... foreign. ...Foreignly advanced. "Gregh, I wish DIGGS was here, he'd know what to do... I don't know about you, human, but I'm not leaving until I get some answers, and preferably my ship back. I can't afford to waste any time."

And when she said that, she meant it quite literally - time spent is money spent when you're on the job.

Edited by PresidentStalkeyes on Oct 2nd 2020 at 3:24:21 PM

"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."

Setsuna

Setsuna relaxed her stance as the midget lowered her weapon. She still didn't trust her. Didn't trust anyone—

Okay, she did trust Wolfgang. Cuz he was a pupper.

You could always trust a pupper.

But the rest of them? She wasn't so sure.

One of them was wearing a boat for crying out loud. Hell, if what they said was true, they were a boat!

Still though. Everyone was saying human this and not human that So much that it made her start to wonder.

Was she human?

According to her mother, she was. At least in part. She only found out a week ago. When everything crumbled apart. She barely even thought about it before. All her life, she thought she was some runt. Some sort of mutant or freak of nature.

But if she was part human, a lot of things made sense.

She still didn't care. Far as she was concerned, she was an oni. Much as she hated her father, other oni, even parts of herself, that was how she was raised. Whenever she thought of herself as anything, it was always as an oni.

And now, she was starting to look the part.

So the question wasn't whether she wanted to be human. Far as she was concerned, humanity was overrated.

The real question was what sort of oni she wanted to be. Did she want to be your everyday oni? Reveling in mayhem and bloodshed for the sake of it? Acting purely on impulse and rage no matter how many bodies lay in her wake?

Or did she want to be something new?

...

Blarg.

Too fucking complicated.

She needed a drink.

"Hey, anyone got any booze? I've got my own gourd, but it's running a bit empty. I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm really in the mood to get wasted."

Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around

Tibalt gives another thumbs-up and with everyone distracted by the armored individual he stepped back and found a clear corner to stand in and process what was happening. So let's take stock:

Here he was, in a very clear type of time-space machine with a whole lot of people. He'd kinda glazed over most of them, noting mostly just how bold and varied an arrangement they all were but really some of the things he noted included a Stand user (not one of the obvious ones, he noted), a specific and very notable Persona user (he'd definitely have to figure out a tactful way to gauge story progression later), a werewolf, some kind of chimeric mess, a lady with an almost uncomfortable level of military regalia and a battleship mech on her back (he shuddered a bit as his eye darted over the symbols) and of course the big elephant in the room.

Either: That old-and-young lady was who he thought she was and this is not the specific time machine he thought it was, or that lady was not who he thought she was and this time machine was the specific one he thought it was. Either way, that gave a very clear question:

"So, where's the owner of this TARDIS?"

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

TARDIS

"Ahem."

As if on cue, a small man was suddenly standing in the middle of the nearest entryway. He wore a full Gatsby summer ensemble. A white jacket up top, a sweater littered with question marks underneath, and a pair of black plaid pants on the bottom. He strolled towards his audience, lightly waving about an umbrella with a handle shaped like a red question mark before tipping his hat in a bow.

"How do you do?" He spoke in a light Scottish accent. It was easy enough to make out what he was saying, though he had a habit of trilling his r's. Whether or not it was intentional was anyone's guess.

"I am the Doctor, and I suspect you have an abundance of questions. Why you're here, how you're here, what you're supposed to be doing here. As well as where you are in this vast unfathomable mass of matter we call a universe I will do my best to answer, though I suspect some of you may already have some ideas. But first!" He pulled out a large bag from his pockets. It was large enough that it was a wonder it even fit. He reached in, pulling out some sort of green gooey confectionary.

"Would anyone like a jelly baby?"

Edited by kkhohoho on Oct 2nd 2020 at 10:25:15 AM

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Nancy Weaver Would Like A Jelly Baby

"Oh, yes!" Nancy said happily. "And maybe you could spare one more for this, um, guy on the floor here. I think it could help him calm down from his near-death experience." She gestured at Mason.

Edited by JumpingFruit on Oct 2nd 2020 at 8:21:19 AM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.

"Oh man, we're getting retro up in here, I love it. Feeling better already Doc. That said, I will have a jelly cause I need a little sugar after the day I had before turning up here."

It felt, just a little, like a lot of warmth and comfort had come over Tibalt and he had slipped out of that slightly nervous and cautious demeanor he had earlier.

"So, guessing this is a pardon-the-reference-most-won't-get Avengers Level Threat, probably on a multiversal scale? I'm pretty observant."

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Carmaria

Finally, someone was offering answers! And snacks, apparently. The girl with the Not-Nen Beast (and wasn't that a whole other layer of confusion) immediately voiced her intent to take him up on that offer, but...

"Err, no thanks. I'm a carnivore, so my body doesn't handle not-meat all that well." After saying that, she whispered to the girl. "Be careful. We don't know this man's identity or intentions... they might be poisoned or something." She didn't want to be distrustful of the only person who seemed to have answers, but anyone who would willingly dress like that was undoubtedly a shady character.

Besides, if he was the one responsible for bringing them there, then why her? The wolf had said something about heroes, but Carmaria wasn't one of those. She was just a villain that karma forgot.

Lapine couldn't help but get distracted by this new human that just appeared out of nowhere. He had a certain air about him, an air of confidence, of experience... and perhaps something more nefarious. And more importantly, he was another human who looked closer to her picture. ...Maybe these are a different subspecies of human?

For some reason, of all the questions she could have asked him, her first thought was...

"Do you eat those? Doesn't even look like it's edible. Unless you have a bag of lettuce somewhere, I'll pass."

She turned back to the console, facepalmed, and then realized what she should have been asking.

"Wait, what was I- yes, was it you who brought us here? How? Some sort of interdimensional tether? And where the fakk is my ship?"

Edited by PresidentStalkeyes on Oct 2nd 2020 at 4:51:05 PM

"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."

...Yep, definitely a bunch of...interesting...individuals. Still, Lee gave a shrug and a smile at Roon.

"I mean, you don't look like a boat, Miss. But if that's who or what you say you are, Miss, that's what you are, I suppose!"

He...seemed to be taking what was being said and what people were remarkably well as he grabbed a chocolate bar from one of his many pockets and broke it in half, only to stop when the Doctor appeared.

"A 'why we're here' would be nice to get an answer to for starters. Not terribly sure WHERE we are but...it's definitely some sort of machine. And as for the jelly...maybe a little later, I've probably got enough sweets to last me about a week, give or take. The offer's certainly appreciated, though."

Hope you weren't expecting anything witty here. Maybe some day.

Yuan

"Half-human," Yuan corrected the rabbit. "I'm also half-dragon, actually."

She puts her tail plainly in view for emphasis.

"Though I guess I do look a lot more human than wolfy over here. Anyways... I'm just a programmer who's looking to head back home."

Back "home" to Canada, where the authorities weren't looking for her like they were in China. But she didn't have to say that part.

She heads over to the console near the rabbit and the wolf.

"Maybe I'll be able to figure something out if I check this thing out."

She inspects the console, trying to determine if there’s anything she can gleam from it. She has little time to do this before she’s distracted by the appearance of the Doctor, however.

“Nevermind that, apparently. So you’re the guy behind all this?”

She gives the Doctor a staredown, as though trying to somehow trying to see through his soul. And then… he offered them candy? Was this friendly, or just Classic Strange Old Man Behavior ™? Best to play it safe for now.

“No thanks. I’ve got all the ‘candy’ I need right here.”

She points to a huge tankard of rice wine. Look, sometimes you need a little booze in ya when you’re on the run from private mercenaries, or trapped on a weird spaceship surrounded by strangers. Situations like that can be even more stressful than family reunions.

"Anyways, why are we here? This isn't some kind of weird experiment is it?"

Kyle

Kyle kept quiet while letting everyone else sort out their crazy stories and how they got here, as well as what exactly they thought of everyone else. He just propped himself up against a wall and sighed. There was of course some hostility, but nothing harsh enough he felt he needed to intercede. Did seem like Setsuna was a little too close to home for him though.

Then this guy showed up and seemed to have some answers for everyone. Was he responsible for the way things were, and how they all got here? And...offering candy? Huh. Well, considering he seemed on the up and up, Kyle decided to take him up. "...Sure thing."

He looked at Mason and sighed. Still on the floor it seemed.

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

Jo

“...Bloody hell, you're real...” Jo chuckled in clear disbelief, staring at The Doctor with a hint of respect and admiration before accepting his sweet offering and resuming in clutching her locket in an almost nervous fashion. “Thought this couldn't get nutty enough... ain't he the 90s one or summin'?”

This latter question was directed more towards Tibalt, as her own memories were hazy and she honestly didn't care that much about the show to memorize which Doctor was who. She did remember some sort of cancellation after what she was sure was this guy, but...

“If this is a social thing, mate, this ain't the way to go about it,” Jo commented, nodding in agreement to Tibalt's question before crossing her arms and staring pointedly at the Time Lord. “So what's this about? 'Cause if this is some ‘gather folk to save the universe’ s*** you've got a hell of an interesting taste.”

Edited by Enirboreh on Oct 3rd 2020 at 1:37:27 PM

bork

Tibalt for a moment had to consider the question. That clarified something that was ambiguous and he popped another smile.

"I think the 90s was the movie and I can't remember what was in the 80s... Then again, culture tends to have minor shifts between worlds even when the worlds are otherwise the same."

He shrugs apologetically for the non-answer.

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Setsuna

So this asshole in the fancy get-up was their host?

She had half a mind to ready her club and bash his face in.

Sure, he was being all prim and proper. But for all they knew, he was the one who kidnapped them and dropped them in wherever the hell this was. Like, at least half of them were girls. Was this some kind of pervert or something? Did he bring all of them here and trap them in this weird-ass room just to have his way with them?!

...

What was in those jelly-babies?

She almost went and threw the whole bag to the ground until Yuan held up her bigass tanker.

...well.

That answered that question.

"Hey, mind if I have a sip? I don't about you, but I don't think I handle all this shit sober."

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