Intro Log!

[daddyscythe]

Characters: OPEN to new arrivals and NPCS.
Where: En route to Casualty Communal
Rating: Gen
Time: February 11 onwards
Description: Welcome to Death City!


The city was in good shape today, despite the recent attack to it and the unfortunate earthquake a month back. The damages to the city had been repaired best as they could, and everything else was covered in a healthy heap of decor for the upcoming Valentine’s Day.

Things were a bit somber, as was expected after so many of the residents lost their loved ones. Fortunately, if there was something Death City was good at, it was getting back on its feet after a fall.

[ooc: Player characters will also be joining the log. Everything after the sub thread Soul Perception is open to all characters.]

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[homophones]

"Naoto's here, too?" Yosuke asked, eyes bulging. What about the others? He saw all these people hours ago, parting ways outside Junes with tired smiles on their faces. Secure in the knowledge that they'd made things safer for their town in perpetuity. Now...Yosuke didn't know what to think.

A whole month. Jeez.

"How could you have all been here so long, I just saw you outside the special headquar--dah, outside Junes."

[topgun_textiles]

He nodded to confirm. What was it she'd said, that she'd been here three months...?

But with Yosuke's question, Kanji frowned and rubbed the back of his head. Shit, where to start?

"The thing that brought you guys here... BREW? It likes to snatch people from different timelines or somethin'. Least, that's what I was told. I was goin' upstairs to bed at home when I woke up here." Uhhh, what else did he know.

"Then our timelines kinda freeze until we're sent back home." Yeah, this was some Grade A sci-fi bullshit, but bear with him. It makes just about as much sense to him as it probably did for the other boy right now.

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[homophones]

The timelines. Freeze.

"...Yeeaaah, I so should've found Naoto."

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[homophones]

But Kanji really did look serious. Yosuke could tease until the cows came home, but that still wouldn't send him home. He sighed, dragging his hand down his face.

"So how do we stop it? No offense, dude, but I don't think I can stomach being here for a whole month..."

[topgun_textiles]

"Yeah, welcome t'my world," he replied rather bitterly.

"...But the guy that runs the place made some kinda wish to BREW for help to win the war that's goin' on, so it started grabbin' people. All anybody knows is we can't go home n' stay there 'til that's all sorted out."

He paused. Was now a good time to mention what Adachi was here? Maybe it would be better to have what remained of the Investigation Team here so nobody had to explain a million times.

[homophones]

Yosuke rubbed at his temple, biting out a deep sigh. Damn, this was all so confusing. Not to mention fucked up. They had families, what was BREW expecting, them to just live here forever? Fight some war as meat shields?

"But that could take years." Spoken like someone who didn't realize he was saying what others had said over and over again. These weren't the big time revelations he was spinning them as. "We don't have years to fight some war that doesn't affect us!"

[topgun_textiles]

"Preachin' to the choir, Senpai," he groused.

"But there ain't shit anybody knows about BREW, just that it grants wishes or whatever... they dunno how to send us home, so they give us a place to sleep n' train us, not that it makes up for the kidnapping, but..." And he sighed.

[homophones]

Throughout Kanji's explanation, Yosuke was working hard to grind a wedge into his brow with his fingers. He had so much to say, but where do you even start?

"Let me get this straight," Yosuke began, voice already promising to get louder and more ridiculous as he went. "The locals brought us here with their maaaagical dream machine, but the dream machine can't be controlled by anyone here, so we're stuck?! Here's a brilliant idea! Maybe whoever made the first wish could be all, yo, hey, what's up, turns out? That wish was a reeeeal bad idea. Turns out, flooding the place with angry people DIDN'T help us win our stupid war. I wish they went home!"

Yosuke dropped the volume and sickly sweet Junes voice barely concealing his mounting frustration. "Problem solved."

[topgun_textiles]

Kanji just blinked at him, mulling a few things over. Kid made that wish in desperation, and most likely regretted it considering the types of some people who arrived to 'answer the call', but what Yosuke just said...

"Wait. Y'think that'd work?!" Yes. Kanji believed him. A wish brought them here, so a wish would send them back, right?

[homophones]

Yosuke pinched his brow, the picture of weariness. Oh, the plight of genius!

"Of course it would work, stupid. Am I seriously the first person to suggest this??" He sighed, all shades of huffy. "Who's the person responsible?"

[topgun_textiles]

"Uh... yeah," he replied, though he had no idea.

"Guy that runs the place is the Shinigami, name's Kid. The Witches took down his old man, so he's been runnin' the show since." He felt kind of bad for the guy. Guy looked younger than him, and had an entire city AND age-old war dumped on his shoulders in one swift movement. Kanji jerked his thumb to a shorter boy dressed in black, white stripes 'painted' across one side of his hair.

"You wanna run the idea by him, go for it. I wanna go the hell home all ready!"