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» arrival.

You were doing--something. Thinking something, walking somewhere, through something, when suddenly you find yourself somewhere else entirely. You've stepped through the Gateway: an empty doorframe in the middle of a large clearing, facing away from the large city known as the Capitol. When you first step out, you're alone. There's the distant sound of a soft tune on the air, like the world itself is humming pleasantly around you. The air smells sweet, pleasant and serene.

A glance around shows a soft, blue barrier surrounding the Gateway, approximately 10 meters away from the Gateway itself, and surrounding it in a wide circle. Attempting to escape from the barrier proves useless, and the moment you step even slightly away from the gateway, it grabs the attention of the Gateway's guardian:

It's difficult to make out her shape, at first. A wispy wind, a few branches swaying in the wind, the sound of breath in one's ear. She phases into existence against the wide of the Gateway, and immediately along with her presence comes a feeling of being safe. Maybe you're more suspicious of it. Maybe it feels comforting. It takes her several moments to fully form, keeping her distance but lips twisted up into a gentle smile.

"Welcome." Her voice is soft, more of a whisper against the wind than sound itself. "I apologize. I can. . I can feel that you do not belong here with us. You are from elsewhere, not quite the Between but not here either." Her head tips to the city, before she continues,

"Please, make yourself comfortable. I will see what we can do regarding your presence."

Her form falls apart, small little leaves gathering at the foot of the Gateway. The blue barrier opens with enough space for you to exit; there's nothing keeping you inside of it, and it will wait for you to exit before closing behind you.

The city's within close enough of a distance to walk to, and it seems to be bustling enough. . or, you could always explore the forest around it. The space between the Gateway and the City. Talk to those who have also walked out of the Gateway around the same time as you had.

» into the city.

The Capitol is bustling. Full of individuals of all shapes, sizes, and colors--beings with four legs, or six legs, or iridescent skin who pay no mind to the newcomers walking straight into their city. It's evident by looking to the buildings within the city that this whole place is new. The buildings show barely any signs of wear and tear, the streets are pristine. The structures are of all shapes and sizes; one may be walking down a block of street and pass by a large skyscraper, and directly next to it, pass by a circular building extremely low to the ground with doors there's absolutely no way someone over two feet tall and with more than twenty pounds of mass would be able to fit through. The signs around the city are in all kinds of languages; some matching those from Earth (English, Arabic, Latin), and several others incomprehensible.

There's some kind of market currently taking place: several stands with miscellaneous items ranging from magical to simple food items line the main street going through the center of the city. Items offered are free of charge; grabbing hold of an apple, or a charmed item will only earn smiles in response from those running the stalls. Stopping a local will get you answers of varying levels of helpfulness: a smile, clicks in a repetitive pattern that sound like it must mean something. The more humanoid members of the crowd may offer a few words, "Ah, you're new! Welcome! Thank you for joining us!" before continuing on their path.

» a particular case. (network)

Several hours after characters are left to wander around the city, they are tracked down by two young, near-identical ( although their appearance keeps shifting, like they can't settle on a hair color, a skin color, a height ) brothers who offer them a sympathetic smile and hold out a YDEX to them, explaining the functionality of it and how to turn on the language interpreter, access the (barebones, new) network they have begun setting up for them and others like them.

They explain how to choose a username, how to access the map functions, point them towards one of the newer apartment buildings on the edge of the Capitol with instructions on how to reach it, and let them know they'll inform the doorman of their situation and that they would be coming to stay in one of the new apartments. They leave with the promise of providing more answers soon, most likely through the network itself.

In the meantime. . it looks fairly empty, there's a few accounts listed as having access to it. Maybe see what's up with the rest of your new pals?

» dreams never hurt so much.

It's one week after the initial batch of arrivals that it happens: something else steps out of the Gateway, something warped. Myra will whisper soft into the ears of newcomers and settles alike: a be careful, she's hurting without offering anything else.

She wanders the city and the construction sites: a young preteen in a massive hoodie and boots, hood pulled down over her face. Get close enough, and you'll hear the sound of her teeth clicking together hard, grinding, before she tips her head back towards whoever gets close and--screeches. The sound is loud enough to hurt, digging painfully at eardrums until all sound around those nearby fades away to nothing, and the girl disappears. Characters will find themselves losing the ability to:

• hear
• speak
• decipher directions / extremely directionally challenged

While they may lose one or more sense, the girl is nowhere to be seen when they turn their attention back to her. Luckily, the effect wears off after an hour and those who were hit with it will regain their senses, as if it had never happened at all.

Trying to touch her proves to be futile, her body phasing through any attempt at physical contact. Trying to chase her down proves similarly pointless: she will walk around corners and disappear behind them, turn around and simply fade into nothing. Her appearances are random, appearing through the Capitol, inside houses, restaurants, only resorting to deafening those who she senses has intentions of moving towards her.

Comments

QUESTIONS.

[vaeramods]

[techknowlogical]

Might as well break in this post~

Any restrictions on items a character can bring with them, or is it just whatever they were carrying at the time as long as it's not ridiculous?

On a related note, would a laptop be able to be powered here, or is saving battery gonna be a priority (at least for now)?

Koushirou Izumi | Digimon Tri

[techknowlogical]

[Arrival]

[This is definitely not the first time Koushirou's found himself in another world.

In fact, he was on his way to another world when he ends up here, and for a brief moment he thinks this is it; at first glance they're a little similar, but it's soon apparent this is not the Digital World. He feels a brief flash of concern and a little frustration, but it's completely insignificant compared to the immediately excitement and curiosity about being somewhere new. Where is he?

Although he vaguely registers that there are other people who've also come through the gateway, they're not his friends and also really not that important at the moment. His attention is much more fixated on their surroundings, and then on the being who appears and speaks to them.

Not the worst welcome to a new world, by any means, and so he nods politely as she speaks and then disappears. Now it's time to explore, starting with the barrier, which he immediately decides to just reach out and touch; although he's pretty much ignoring everyone, if someone talks to him he's at least paying enough attention to respond.]


[City]

[This is really pretty cool.

Although crowds aren't really his thing, the bustle of activity in a city is familiar enough that it doesn't really bother him either, and the fact that everything is new is absolutely fascinating. Not just in the sense of the buildings and the city being new, but the people and the technology and even the trinkets at the market are all mostly things he's never seen before, and it's incredible.

So he's in a good mood, lingering at the moment at the market, especially now that he's realized things are free. He's far too polite to take advantage of that too much, but he's definitely curiously looking at different unusual objects to try to decide on a thing or two that he wants, and he's currently holding what looks like a glass orb that's softly glowing pink.]

Do you know what this is?

[He actually initiates conversation for once, asking the nearest person, hoping it's someone who might speak a language he understands. He speaks Japanese as his native language, but can hold a conversation in English or French if necessary.]


[The Girl]

[Of course he has to get too close.

It's partially curiosity, partially a genuine attempt to help; the girl looks young, at least from what he can tell, and having some experience ending up lost in a new world at a young age it seems like the right thing to do to try to talk to her.

That'll teach him to try to be social.

So now the girl's gone and everything's gone very quiet, and although he wasn't lost before he certainly feels lost now. He's much too calm of a person to be especially panicked by these sudden developments, but he certainly isn't pleased with them; for the first time since arriving here the curiosity and wonder has faded out enough for concern to set in.

Although he could ask for help on the network, that's a last resort, and so he can be found just outside a storefront, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he tries to pull up the map feature on his YDEX. But that feels suddenly indecipherable, and for anyone passing by it's probably clear in his expression that something's wrong.]

arrival;

[wrend]

( he's still got the shit in his head from their last pitstop; still has crap to remove, things to fuck with to try and--put himself back together, but aidan isn't stupid. he knows better than to bitch and whine where people can see it, when he hasn't figured out what the hell is going on yet.

(un)luckily for koushirou, the red hair and how fucking small he is catches aidan's attention. which means instead of hyperfocusing on how shit things are around him, he pushes that same attention onto the first thing that does catch his eyes.

opts to test out what does and doesn't function the same here by reaching forward and shoving a hand down on the top of koushirou's head. slouches forward heavily, a smirk curling up just a corner of his lips. )

You look lost.

[footstigons]

Uh...

[ He does not, in fact, speak Japanese. Chase Stein barely speaks English on a good day. His eyes drop to the item Koushiro's holding, brows pinching together. ]

That looks magic. [ ... ] Alien magic, even.

steve harrington / stranger things s1

[acidwashjeans]

into the city

[ there's a teenager in acidwash jeans, high tops wandering around the city. his face looks like it's lost a fight with the pavement. he's met the people who gave him the special watch. he's run into more than a few friendly faces.

he's lost and confused as hell, and he keeps running his fingers through his hair making it bigger and messier ]

Hi! Hello!? Anyone here from America?! Anyone know who Ronald Reagan is? Baseball? Coca Cola??? Anyone??? I think there's been a mistake!!

network @sharrington

so im pretty sure im definitely on ecstacy or something. thanks for the watch, weirdos

network » un: wren

[wrend]

this is real shit e if it is e

network. @anonymous

[0x80070524]

⟨ he's not actually anonymous, but having that as a un does amuse him. ⟩ cool, me too. are you real or am i

yatogami kuroh | k

[hakumaito]

INTO THE CITY

[ it's a lot to take in — the peculiar sights and sounds of an alien world.

he tries to maintain his cool throughout his exploration, yet every once in a while, a sudden noise or an unexpected appearance of an odd looking creature tightens the grip he has on the hilt of his sword.

he may be more on edge than he is willing to let on.

uninterested in most of the goods offered, he spares them only a glance as he navigates through the crowd. in retrospect, he probably should have kept to his resolve, but a peculiar trinket on display finally manages to capture his attention.

stopping short in his tracks, kuroh receives the small golden sphere from the vendor, bowing politely in thanks. he rolls the tiny metal orb between his fingers, unintentionally activating a switch on its side. a loud feminine cry rings out, surprising him to the point that he loses his grip on it. haphazardly juggling it in the air for a few seconds, he tries to catch hold of it when a passerby inadvertently bats the still embarrassingly vocal object across a sea of heads.

oh no, what has he done—

he follows its trajectory, watching it fly straight towards a seemingly unwitting individual's face. unable to shove his way through the jampacked area, he can only helplessly issue out a warning— ] WATCH OUT! [ it's.... it's definitely going to hit them, isn't it? ]

NETWORK
un: kuro

Has anyone seen a man with a red umbrella or a woman with light pink hair?

DREAMS NEVER HURT SO MUCH

[ this... isn't good.

both his hearing and his voice have been cut off, the hooded girl is nowhere to be seen and he is very much lost. he can't even listen to the recording of his late master's wise and comforting words right now, left relying solely on his own mental catalogue of his quotes. it only eases him slightly.

he can't keep wandering around like this though, so he finally stops someone in their tracks.

typing in a quick sentence, kuroh holds his ydex up for them to read: ]

How do I get to the new apartments?

WILDCARD

[ ooc | if the above prompts don't work, then feel free to drop something else! got questions or ideas to run by me? shoot me a pm. 👍 ]

( network | un: 👀 )

[hasubando]

what does he look like?

adam parrish ( the raven cycle )

[scrlies]

INTO THE CITY

( the ydex rests against his wrist, translator turned on so he can try and gather what the hell is going on around here. something feels off, different, but he can't place his finger on it aside from the obvious:

a whole different planet, a whole different world, different set of rules full of different things he's never experienced before. dead welsh kings are one thing, but aliens on an alien world hit differently.

not that he pays then any mind, nor the stalls. adam instead wanders through the down, murmuring a soft excuse me as he passes by people, looks over buildings then back down to the ydex, brows furrowing and lips pressing tight together. there's a map but he doesn't know what the marked landmarks on it.

so it's time to wander around the city and find them all, figure it out. )

NETWORK

» un: parrish

Hey.
So, brand new here. Figured it might be good to do a roll call? Who's new? Does anyone know what's going on here? Anyone ever been to space before?

into the night—

[hiyakai]

[ man, how many different dimensions does this place make for him?

with the exception of his home world, this patchwork of a city would be... numero cinco — a grand total of five. he was barely getting used to life in new amsterdam and now he's suddenly here. just waltzed his way right through some gateway out into the middle of a gosh darn clearing.

but hey, he isn't mad about it. how could he be? the moment he exited onto this side of the interdimensional plane, he could feel the magic soar through him. he won't go into explicit details, but it was orgasmic. if tears didn't freak him out so much, then he could've cried from joy.

speaking of joy, his humanity switch has been fixed. goodbye to the days of faulty emotional leakage, kai parker is whole again.

sooo, to put it simply—

he's just really fucking happy to be here. consequently, his mood can only lift at the sight of a familiar face because who would've thunk that he would finally meet his magical dream buddy in this world, of all places. is this what people call fate? ]

Hey! [ he joins the brunet's side, easily matching his pace. ] Talk about a small multiverse, am I right? Never thought that I would be meeting you in person here. It's like you just walked straight out of my dream.

( network | un: kavinsky )

[dreamkillers]

🖕

network | un: gansey

[beelines]

not an inkling, parrish. [ #helpful #resourceful #salutation ]

[somniphoria]

[ he doesn't belong here. impossible things are every day to ronan lynch, but this particular brand of impossible isn't compatible with the genre he was born into. ronan was built for mysticism and adventure, not scifi.

so he leaves adam to take the lead. following a few steps behind, hands shoved in his pockets, expression a threat. the people here are so... friendly. delightfully weird and not human but not the non-human brand he's accustomed to. he defaults to threat posture while adam navigates.

but they aren't going to map this shit out in a day. they've been going for ages and if they're going to walk the whole damn planet they ought to pace themselves. they have to walk back as far as they've come, after all. ]

Parrish.

wanda maximoff | mcu

[consequencing]

into the city.

( she doesn't trust the friendliness of the locals. even the ones that aren't actively greeting her don't seem to be especially bothered by her presence and it makes her...uneasy. she walks along, an intricately knotted bread roll in her hand that she has not touched, and until she finds someone else that looks as lost as she is, wanda doesn't talk at all.

she actually would rather not approach anyone at all, but the answers she's received so far are unsatisfying, and if the only way of finding a way back home is to be friendly, then she will...be friendly. )

Do you feel welcomed?

( her tone is mild, pleasant enough. it's entirely impossible to tell if she's being sarcastic or not. )

the girl.

( wanda follows the girl with a kind of desperation she'd rather not let anyone see, convinced in some way that this oddity might have some kind of answer for her. the only reward for her efforts comes in the form of wanda collapsed on the floor, hands over her ears as if that will block out the pain. it fades though, and the girl is gone, and wanda doesn't notice anything is wrong at first.

except it's so quiet, and the city hadn't been anywhere near so silent before.

even after the ringing in her ears fade the sound doesn't return, and even though she fights not to let it show, it's hard to hide the fact that she's worried. she keeps touching at her earlobe lightly like it will fix anything, at one point even sending careful, probing red sparks in to see if she can somehow fix the problem herself. no luck.

she won't approach someone in this state, but the longer it goes the more distressed she becomes, until it's hard to miss even as she tries to hide her panic. )

network. @ wanda

Is there an accessible directory on this? I am looking for some people.

wildcard.

( anything! everything! surprise me i love that vibe. tentative civil war-ish canon point but honestly who knows at this stage. hmu on plurk @ sharknado if u have queries )

( network | un: eyeboy )

[eyeboy]

hi! :) if you can describe them, i might be able to tell you if they're here (if they've made their way to the apartments yet).

into the city.

[futilitarian]

You are the first person to ask me that and the answer is no, no I do not.

( damon doesn't really know what he's feeling, honestly. confused, sure. a little overwhelmed? maybe but he's not going to admit that. please, that would be like admitting some kind of weakness and that is just a big no no.

but no, no he does not feel welcomed and that is really starting to get on his nerves. if he's going to be kidnapped to some strange city where he doesn't know anyone and where people with eight arms keep trying to touch his hair, he expects a little better. )

No one's even offered me a welcome basket of cookies. Did you get cookies? I didn't get cookies.

( where the hell was he and why was he here? that's what he wants to know. )

network; @billy

[wiccant]

Who are you looking for?
I might be able to help.

Ruin | The Dreaming: Waking Hours

[notanightmare]

INTO THE CITY ;

[ Ruin is used to ending up in unexpected places. As a Nightmare, travelling between the boundaries of the dreaming and waking world and other realms besides is usually as easy as finding the right doorway. He's not very surprised to have ended up here, though the last thing he remembers doing was opening the door to Jophiel's apartment to collect their takeout order, and he's not sure why that might have landed him on an alien world.

It's very interesting, though, and full of old magic, so for lack of anything better to do he decides to explore. Judging by the confusion and frantic checking of maps going on around him, he's clearly not alone. He hangs back a little, fiddling with the edge of his coat, before he decides to approach someone who looks friendly. ]

Excuse me, this is real, right? We're really here?

DREAMS NEVER HURT SO MUCH ;

[ Curious by nature, Ruin finds himself drawn to the strange girl as soon as he sees her. She's definitely different; he can almost feel it, how whatever she is tugs at his magical senses. He can't stop himself from trying to approach, lifting a hand to reach out and touch her --

As the sound of her scream die away, he finds himself sprawled on the ground, unaccountably dizzy, his true form rippling for a moment at the edges of his body before he gets it back under control. Shaking his head, he pushes at the sidewalk, trying to get.. up.

But which way is up? ]

Oh, shit. Shit! Whoa --

[ Anyone coming across Ruin in this state will find him half-crawling, half-staggering around in vague circles, as if gravity has inverted itself, tangling his long legs underneath himself and falling over again as he tries to work out how to walk when he can't quite figure out where left and right are. ]

NETWORK - un: ruin ;

Hi everyone. I don't suppose if anyone knows if there's a way back to the Dreaming from here?

( network | un: kavinsky )

[dreamkillers]

you're awake, motherfucker
go back to sleep if you wanna dream

[ "the dreaming" sure does sound like some familiar shit, though. ]

Revel Jackdaw | OC

[reveljackdaw]

Arrival

"Make myself comfortable? That requires a large bath tub and at least three attendants," he mutters.

Revel looks around after the figure dissolves, unable to place himself and certainly unable to place how the hell he got here. He eyes the new opening in the barrier, then sighs and slips through it. It's one thing to find himself in a new place, another entirely to be trapped in a little circle of space. Free movement, at least, will allow some semblance of control, no matter how slight.

The city is is aim, eyes intent as his hands lightly slide over his sides and thighs. All right, at least everything is where it is supposed to be. The tiefling is in black from head to toe; he pulls down the cloth he'd had obscuring the lower half of his face. And it's then that he recalls he wasn't standing in that circle alone. Revel looks back over his shoulder and lifts a brow.

"Well, are you coming?"

Into the City

Revel is used to standing out, but here, he almost feels drab as he takes in the beings going about their business. The feeling is familiar, even if nothing else is. Not the architecture, not the people, not the sounds, not the scents. And it isn't just that they are unfamiliar: they are completely alien. He cannot discern the languages on signs. The most familiar things here are... humans. And that is not a comfort.

He tries to gain some sense of place as he explores and finds himself in a market. Not a bad place to start, though when he realizes that no one is paying - no bartering, no trading, no coin switching hands - he is immediately suspicious. As an experiment, he very deliberately takes a piece of fruit (he thinks it's fruit) while making eye contact with whatever is manning the stand. Nothing. He steps back. Nothing but a weird smile. Revel keeps moving and glances back only once, but the being just waves at him and makes some clicking sounds. He hears more of that as another unfamiliar being talks to a human (or non-human? hard to tell sometimes). Or talks at them, more like. Because that sounds like a language, but it isn't one Revel can even begin to comprehend.

"At least it sounds happy."

Dreams Never Hurt So Much

He doesn't remember how or why he got close to the little urchin with the hidden face, but that sound--that sound rips through his head and the next thing he knows, he's down on his hands and knees, unable to tell which way is up.

The sudden loss of equilibrium makes him nauseous and he tries to take a steadying breath. Getting up doesn't feel like an option, but like hell he's staying down. His hands slide along the ground in front of him. If he could find a wall... a wall would get him up. He finds a wall and leans his weight into it as he gets to his feet. His tail lashes irritably, and, for a moment, he has to stay right where he is as the world settles back into place. But where is he? Which direction had he come from? And where was he going? He tips his head down and shakes it, but that absolutely does not help.

If he leaves the wall, he might go down again and lose any sense of what up and down are. So he feels his way along carefully, fingers crawling along the wall as he picks a direction and starts moving that way, keeping his back against the stonework.

Network

un: jackdaw

Something tells me I'm not in Waterdeep anymore. Who the fuck knows anything about the magic that got us here?

Wildcard

[Hit me! Revel will do plenty of exploring, pop me a PM if you have any questions. Also happy to match prose or brackets.]

network; un: izumi

[techknowlogical]

What were you doing in your world before you arrived here? That might tell us something about how it happened.

damon salvatore . the vampire diaries

[futilitarian]

(1) THE CITY

( all right fine, he'll admit that he's somehow ended up in another nightmare world and this time, he doesn't have a convenient witch to help him out and validate him when he says something amazing.

he'll even admit that he really has no idea how he got here or what to do to get home considering this is not like the prison world he'd been stuck in for god knows how long.

but, what damon is not going to do is stand here in front of this stand that says it sells ice cream and let the balding man with six arms shirk him on the scoops. )

Uh uh. Two scoops. That's one and a half. Come on, man, don't make me get angry. I've had a bad day, this shirt is not the shirt I would have worn if I'd known I was going to get kidnapped today and I want some ice cream.

( in the end, damon does get his ice cream and walks away with two scoops on a cone that quickly starts dripping. that's annoying. but he's still happy enough.

now, he just has to figure out where the hell he is. )

Hey, anyone know how I got here? ( he doesn't know if it's going to work until he tries it. ) Fifty bucks to the first person that tells me what the hell is going on.

( any takers? )

(2) NETWORK | @ STEFAN

i'm bored.

( entertain him. )

(3) WILDCARD

( if you'd like to throw something else at me, feel free. )

network » un: wren

[wrend]

congrats

elliot alderson { mr. robot }

[0x80070524]

» arrival.

⟨ this isn't real. i know, i know, i'm not the best person to determine what is or isn't real but trust me. this isn't real. am i high? elliot pivoted, wide twitchy eyes observing the few people around him. he takes his pulse. wait. what am i doing? heart rate's elevated, of course it is. i'm freaking out. take a breath. hands shove themselves into the pockets of his back hoodie. a door, here? this was some david lynch shit. maybe cronenberg. too many davids. ⟩

okay ⟨ he says, although more to himself. fingers grip the straps of his backpack. still there. comforting. back to his pockets. feet move forward, but thats when she appears. are you seeing this, too? something about her. it feels... good, nice? i don't trust nice. the between? elliot hesitates a foot forward but stops himself. ⟩ w-wait, what do you mean? ⟨ louder, panicked: ⟩ what do you mean?!

⟨ she's gone. shit. he looks over his shoulder, then around, sees the city she spoke of in the distance. a breathless ⟩ what the f- what the fuck. ⟨ utters from his lips. fingers push back the hood just to run them through his hair anxiously. he turns to the nearest person. ⟩ did you see that?

» the city.

⟨ he's read enough science fiction when he was a kid to know the concept of a nexus, the idea of multiple universes and alternative timelines converging into one singularity where the laws and sometimes physics take their own interpretation but that was fiction, right? i know it's a little hypocritical for me to say, but this was insane right? this was insane.

i'm having a breakdown. a complete separation from reality. that has to be what this is. everyone is so nice, everyone is so different, everyone is so nice. i've gone beyond the usual. this is it. maybe i'm in a coma. maybe i'm dead. maybe i'm standing in the middle of the fucking walkway. he doesn't know how long he's been standing there, but he's been there awhile. standing there. still. almost worryingly motionless until a few blinks brings him back to whatever this was.

reality.

mostly because someone put an apple in his hand, or maybe he put the apple in his hand? he's at a booth now. they say something. elliot can't understand it, but someone else translates. no cost. oh. ⟩ okay.

» network.

⟨ great. apple watches exist even in... whatever this was. go figure. he's curious how it works, though. this network. how encrypted it is. what he can find out, what he can hack. he'll spend some time on that later, but first. ⟩

jurernerlbhsebz?

⟨ a simple ROT13. just because. ⟩

the city

[wuliang]

[initially, the metropolis had been overwhelming, to the point where po xiao had spent almost a whole hour tucked into a corner where nobody could approach him except from the front. which, if they decided it was worth the chance, they'd have to face down his bamboo rod before even trying to come toward him.

thank whatever higher powers exist in this... world, most people let him be, allow him to gather his bearings and once he's more confident there's a big enough break in all the activity, he ventures out onto the sidewalk, careful to give space between himself and anyone he encounters. the booth he eventually comes across has some extra kind natives who, after he makes them aware of his inability to see, is explaining everything they hold up to him. he hms and hahs with contemplation, unsure if he's really, desperately in need of anything particular.

‘okay,’ it's all he hears and po xiao turns toward the voice, considering. then without a second thought, his left hand reaches out, takes the paper stick that's carefully guided into his hand and he turns the candy floss toward elliot.] Excuse me, [he regards.] Do you know what this is? [sure, the store owner could attempt and someone might translate for him, but there's someone nearby he can understand so he's taking advantage.]

Tommy Shepherd | Marvel 616 (Sphere CRAU)

[doubled_speed]

1. Arrival

This was very very much not the pet shop. Tommy turned around and looked at the door he'd stepped out of. Yep, not the pet store.

"Fucking stupid fucking worlds kidnapping people when they just wanted to deliver a package."

Okay, he needs to take a deep breath and stills himself. No time to panic. He can't go home, he can't get back to where he wants to be probably, so time to take stock. And then there is a person behind him, talking. Tommy frowns at the form, rolling his eyes. Of course he knew he was from elsewhere. Duh.

"Fuck," he repeated, his hand dropping into the satchel he wore, which made a loud squeaking sound.

"Guess I need to find some food for us both."

2. Into The City

Food. Someone offering out some food and that is what gets Tommy, who had been moving through the street slowly to take in everything and not knock everything over in the wake of his speed right now. Maybe it can handle him, but this place is new, and strange.

The language means nothing and he takes the apple, breaking it in half in his hands. Half goes into the bag he carries, the other half he bites.

"Note to self, learn the language or find some dictionary or something," he grumbled. What he'd give for some plain English.

3. Network - Audio | UN: SpeedOfThought

[A deep sigh, of one quite forlorn. This whole thing is really messing with him.]

So hi, I'm Tommy, I'm REALLY done with places just taking without permission. Anyone wanna give me the DL on all of this? I guess the upside is that this isn't a series of bubbles trapped under the ocean with an experimenting AI but seriously, what is going on? Who is here? I know I won't know people, but fuck, can someone tell me ANYTHING really?

( audio | un: eye-boy )

[eyeboy]

Oh hey! You're Tommy Shepherd, David's boyfriend! [ trevor please don't just call people other people's boyfriends, that relationship is Complicated. ] It's better than the Mojoverse, if that helps?