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[majestiq]

Action; Genessia (May 3)

[The rain is pouring down on the streets of Genessia on the day Mariko woke up at the Bay. Her clothes were drenched from waddling through the water there as she rushes for the exit. She passed by the hologram and didn't even notice it was there, as her mind was preoccupied on whatever trouble she thinks she got herself into now. Clutching that necklace in her fist, she keeps on running even when the rain is pouring down on her. As the city streets begin feeling all too real for it to be a dream, Mariko slows her sprint and end up on a roundabout. She hears nothing but the typical noise of a city; cars passing by, people on the sidewalk, and the drops of rain on the ground giving off that smell of wet city concrete. She catches her breath, looking around in a confused awe at everything going on around her. With a breathy whisper, she asked herself]

What the hell...?

[The cold rain is making her skin crawl and her body tremble. She leans forward and pressed her palms on her knees, only making herself feel colder as the rain water soaks the back of her uniform. Tired from overusing her newly acquired superhuman powers, Mariko slowly drags her feet under a roof. Her head weighs heavily, and the strap of her duffel school bag hanging on her shoulder feels like it's biting against her skin, as it grew heavier from the water. Her knees buckled slightly as she nearly collapses by the glass of the store front. Mariko catches herself and pressed her hand against the brick wall for support, still catching her breath]

I... feel...

[Overwhelmed. The last memory she has before waking up here was snooping around a murder scene, and it was just all black. The next thing she knows, she is inside a tube. She groans weakly, falling to her knees and resting her head against the wall]

Help.

Text; Anon (Current)

[After a couple of days, Mariko has accepted her fate of being stuck in this world. She stayed in the Amagi Inn to recover and get her thoughts in order. The familiar setting helped her cope with the big reveal. Figuring she might as well do what the Romans do, Mariko fired up her communicator after checking it out and tinkering with it. It's very high-tech from what she's used to, but she managed to pick up on its functions quickly and decided to hide her identity for a while and plant some "bait" to see what sort of people she's stuck here with]

> Hello? ԅ[ •́ ﹏├┬┴┬┴
> This world feels like an MMO. But in a bad way. #Scary (ノ ゜口゜)ノ
> Is there anyone here from Tokyo? Japan? 2016?

Comments

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[imaginationswoes]

I am not but! I am from Maine which is in the US around 2016... I don't know if that helps.

This does sorta seem like an MMO... I hadn't actually thought of that.

:)

You okay?

[majestiq]

[Mariko has been to the US a couple of times, spending most of her trips in San Francisco and Hawaii, so her opinion of Maine is much like the people in those sunnier parts of the America - cold, lonely, and boring]

> Not really ┐(ﾟ～ﾟ)┌
> I haven't killed myself yet
> So I guess I'm not too far down shit creek

[imaginationswoes]

That's always a plus.
...

Can I help at all? I mean I can't fix this but I can try and do something?

[There isn't much in Maine and it is cold.]

[majestiq]

[Mariko wasn't sure what this person can do, but right now she is kind of desperate for a clue about this place, or how one can survive here.]

> I don't know
> I guess
> You can tell me where I can find
> weapons?
> I don't know how dangerous this place is

[imaginationswoes]

I think there is a gun store in town.
The address is...

[It takes a while for her to find the address and ends up sending it over a few minutes later.]

Though Genessia is more or less safe... I mean it is but it isn't.