genessia | [1st Web:] "This is not 1889"

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[1st Web:] "This is not 1889"

[Video/Action/Around the city]
[The day Claude arrived in this new world, it was chilly and isn't spring yet. After he left the bay, he studied what the hologram said and briefly read the pamphlet. He then made it his way to the main city to wander around, lost. Completely lost.]

"Hello? Is this how the phone should work? If you can forgive me for asking as I'm not familiar in using technology. A smartphone? Is that what they call it? I'm familiar in using the rotary phone, but not this kind of phone. It says the year is 2018. I think that is not quite correct. It's suppose to be 1889 if I'm not mistaken..."

[Apparently computers and technology don't exist in the 19th century as they're not invented yet.]

"Well, nevermind. I don't think it's important. Hello, my name is Claude. Claude Faustus. If anyone can help me look for lodgings, I'll be grateful. A pub. An Inn. I'm not picky and open to suggestions."

[He's not a butler anymore, so he left it at that. While he remembered vividly what happened from the duel, this world is completely different than the previous one he left behind. Afterward, he left the phone on, waiting for messages. While he's not sure about obtaining a source of income, the commonspace will do for now until he gathered his bearings and learn his way to adjust in this world.]

[Action, Genessia City, Garden Park, evening after sundown]

[After he left the message on his phone, he went to the park. The sun is setting a deep hue of orange red, which is his favorite time of the day. He found an outdoor cafe, bought a cup of coffee, and order two plates of cakes.

One for him to eat, and the other for the small song birds of the park, which he calls to them. Being a demon, his aura has a strange effect to them, like a call, and attracting his favorite songbirds to him. The songbirds flew down to his table to perch on his shoulder, while few to peck to eat his cake and a fresh roll of bread for them to eat. Apparently, the second plate is for his birds, and they vary from finches, sparrows, warbler, just to name a few. Peeping, chirping, and having cake and bread. Lovely cheery songs for him to listen to.]

"Eat to your fill, there's plenty more where that came from."

[Video/Audio/Network]

"Hello, it's me again. I couldn't find a place to stay, so the commonspace will have to do for tonight. However, I cannot sleep. I think sleeping for me is going to be difficult. After all, I feel very lost."

[A pause.]

"What must one do here in Genessia? Start a new life? Do we simply shed our old one and start over? I don't think that will be easy and it's not so simple as starting over. Do I exist in this place? Please tell me and let me know...if this is all real."

[Is it all real? Of course, it's real, he figured. Where the injury was a blow to his chest, where his heart was stabbed by a huge sword, it was healed. It hurts. Everything hurts. Like Hell. A phantom pain that scorched into his black soul, a mark of his sin for him to remember for all of eternity. His question reveals he is rather disoriented and disconnected, and maybe, just maybe...an opening for help.]

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We're sort of all from all over - every when and every where.

[Which is worse than a timey wimey thing]

If you're not convinced that this is all real. Try reading or turning on a light. Usually that can't be accomplished in dreams. As far as what you do - well - that's up to you now isn't it?

Unfortunately, it is all very real.

[she shook her head, sighing a bit.] As liberating as this place is for many, it has also torn us from our places back home.

However to answer your question, we are supposed to start a new life here. Or try to, really.

[Oh! An answer. From a stranger no less. That's a start. Claude is taking his time to figure out this network thing. He didn't realized it's called the internet.]

Everywhen and everywhere...?

Oh. That's a good suggestion. I supposed I'll give that a try.

[Look he even did it. He turned on the light in his room in the commonspace.]

Ah, there it goes.

[Sitting on the bed absorbing all of this. He hoped it doesn't hurt to ask.]

So, is this the...future then?

I think I confirmed the fact of this reality when I burned all my food over this blasted stove and the food taste really bad from there.

[After all, it's a digital electric kind. One where you can't place logs and wood to burn for heat.]

Home...ah. I don't have a home anymore.

[Not that he wanted to go back either. It's a place of eternal darkness and silence. Which is boring and dull. It's full of death and torment.]

I suppose. That's one way to do it around here. This is a place of the...what I call it? The future then?

[It's pretty late at night by the time Rip checks the network and notices this and admittedly, it amuses her a little.]

1889? Und here I zhought I vas old.

[She's grinning so, she doesn't mean anything by it, honest.]

Take zhis as a fresh start. It's vat I've done for zhe most part. Und yes, zhis place is definitely real.

It's a lot more versatile than rotary phones.
I'm from roughly two decades after you.
My name's Koito.

You can stay in the Commons for month.
[ He gives directions.]

Then you'll need to acquire employment.

I see...nice to meet you, Mr. Koito. The commons is all right, but it's rather small.

[So people work to get money here. Not that money matters much to him.]

I think I'll figure out the employment details later.

[Claude is millennias old compared to Rip.]

That's the year since last time I checked the calendar.

Oh. I figured out it's real. The nightmare begins when I woke up. The stove and the phone is a real pain to use. Trying to figure out how to make a decent cup of tea and it didn't turn out well.

[Sighs at the fresh start.]

Fresh start, you say? Did everyone who came to the bay start that way too?

[Lets face it, everyone's older than the 80 something year old vampire. Or is she a hundred now? Rip really didn't know anymore.]

You'll get used to zhem~. Besides, tea is razher easy to make. You just boil vater und add leaves, right? Surely you'll get it next time.

[She shrugged slightly.]

Everyone iz different, but...zhis is also hardly zhe first vorld I've ended up on. It's...zhe third. Zo, I suppose you could zay yes. Or, for zome it's zimply anozher stop in a journey.

Journey, you say? A brand new journey into a new world...

[So she says, from one hardened creature to another.]

Well, hard to use considering the stove have dials and it tells the time. It's complicated with the buttons. I put a log and twig on it, and then it burns it up. Eventually, I figured out it uses gas.

[He sighs.]

So I take it I landed in the future then? I know humans developed their technologies quickly in a blink of an eye. From the guns to their cars. They tend to evolve each era.

...Even I know how to uze a stove und I don't need to cook. My diet iz a little more specialized zhan vat most people vould eat.

[She shrugged slightly.]

I zuppose you could say zhat. New technologies, new vays to communicate und of course, new vays to kill one anozher, Humanity's favorite pass time.

[She smiles. And it's her favorite pass time...though, she was trying to be good about that.In other words, not kill people.]

What do you know, so is mine. I find food hard to stay in my stomach, so I always drink tea or coffee.

[He simply smiles into the camera. The man is awfully pale, too pale like her.]

Humans are fascinating creatures like that. But I wouldn't think they would do so for sport. They struggle for existence.

[Well, after several strangers send him welcoming messages.]

I don't suppose you have a name? To whom I'm speaking too?

[He's curious, after all. He's observant and has sharp vision with his glasses. When the other girl spoke, he saw her fangs, sharp and dangerous. Ah, could it be that she's a vampire...? A real one?]

Oh? I usually haf to add blood to my tea to even stomach it.

[Rip has no problem admitting that in the slightest. After all, she wasn't hiding what she was. She just wasn't completely advertising it.]

Humans are...destructive und zome do kill ozhers for sport. Zhey forget just how fragile zhey really are in zhe grand scheme of zhings.

[She's smirking slightly as she tilts her head to the side for a moment to study him. He really was pale. But, somehow she doubted he was a vampire. Something else maybe?]

Rip van Winkle.

You have a taste for human blood, I take it? I don't recall seeing your kind in ages.

[Ah, so he figured as that's what her fangs are for. He laughs despite of himself. Whatever hopeless mood he was in, he finds the irony of it all. The previous despair and stoic expression slowly melted away.]

It seems we're named after legends. What a coincidence! As the tale goes, the old man slept in the mountains and woke up decades later to only find out he missed an era. Perhaps that's me in my case...

I'm Claude Faustus. A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Rip.

[Her kind? Rip perks up a bit and just smiles. Yes, she's definitely relaxing.]

Zhe legend fits me az vell amusingly enough. Five decades in hiding before being unleashed back on zhe vorld~. Perhaps my name vas an indication of my fate vithout my parents realizing it.

[She chuckles softly. That's only part of her story after all...]

It's a pleasure to meet you Claude. Perhaps ve should get togezher und I can show you how to uze your appliances vithout burning down zhe apartment~.

That appears to be the intention of this place.

[Natsuno frowns and shrugs.]

If you weren't looking for a new life, it's pretty terrible that way. Otherwise it's fine.

[It's neither a bird nor a plane that's sweeping through the area on the end of a string of web, but he sees someone in the park, someone unfamiliar and he lands and hurries to the bench.

Spider-man speaks from behind him.]

Uh hi! Are you new? Do you need any help?

[The songbirds flew away, having their finished their meal, but more frightened by the sudden intrusion of the fellow. Claude turned his head around to see a man in a super hero suit. Being polite, as he never offer assistance from a super hero before...not in a thousand years]

Hello. I guess I am? I arrived a few hours ago if that is your definition of new. And may I ask, you are....?

No...that is to say I’m not sure what I’m looking for, for now. It’s hard to say what Genessia wants and what it’s Will.

[after all Claude is a very old being]

I know of many dimensions and spheres, [heaven and hell, he’s referring and alluding to] but... Genessia is a first.

[It took a few long moments for Claude to respond back because in the kitchen he’s attempts to make tea once more, but in 5 minutes, in the video in her view, is a fine cup of tea, which he already mixed with milk and sugar]

Thank you for the kindness, Ms. Rip. I think I can managed. Look here. After a night of struggling, I finally got this right. What happened is that I turned the dial on high and it becomes too hot that the tea got burned.

I’ll be up for that. It looks like a lot of appliances uses this energy called electricity. I suppose my stay here will be for a while. Once I get the hang of it, I’ll repay you in kind.

I'm not sure, all I know is that this place wants you to live and have some fresh new life.

[He's frowning. It's a real disappointment when one wants to be at peace.]

Ah. I see. I take it you're in the same situation as me and just arrived here? After all, it's only day for me. Hopefully, when I find more answers later on, then I can arrive at the conclusion, the purpose will reveal itself.

[That means exploring the cities and read the books at the libraries later on.]

[Enis doesn't like sleeping either though it's most likely for different reasons.]

You can do whatever you want while you're here. You can start a new life or think about your old one for however long you're stuck here, which could be years. [She pauses, making sue she's answering all of his questions before continuing.] You do exist and this is real.

What you do is up to you. No one can tell you how to live or not live.

I see. That's a very encouraging and optimistic message, I think.

[But the fact she said that means she perhaps applied to herself and it works for her. Perhaps it can work for him.]

Anything else you can think of? I think I'm little short in how I start living.

No, I've been here for some time, unfortunately. That's how I know it seems like this place's intent is to have you begin your life anew.

It's obnoxious.

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