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Who: Yuugi and you!
Where: The Plaza
When: Afternoon
Style: The style is LET'S DO THIS. (I'll match.)
Status: Open

When he awoke, it was by the annoying green light of his alarm clock. Wait. No it wasn't. It was everywhere. His clock was not that big. Rolling over and attempting to open his eyes and oh god he was falling and that was the ground, ow. Ow. Ow. Wait, why was he all wet?

"What the heck is going on here?"

Yuugi hissed as he rose, examining his newly-scuffed hand. As well as a newly tattooed wrist? Holy shit, what was that?!
It took about about five minutes of vigorous rubbing to realize the weird symbol on his hand wasn't coming off anytime soon. He'd been certain he had fallen asleep in his room- and that he wasn't drunk when he did. This was getting more and more dreamlike.
His first assumption was Atlantis. Maybe something like the memory RPG, but for Dartz. All blue, for one thing. The sky was... not the sky. All right, that was new. Sucking on his scratches, he looked out at the rest of the plaza. Surprisingly, yes, everyone could see him, and no, he wasn't transparent. This became even more obvious when he decided to test his solidness. It hurt, and now everyone was looking at him.

Great.

He'd thought that things like this would stop happening after his other self left, but it looked like he'd never be entirely free of weird adventures. To be honest, though, that was completely fine by him. The priority right now was finding his friends. They had to be around here somewhere, and knowing their luck, they probably needed his help. He could worry about all this other weirdness after he'd found them.

All right, so no sign of any of his friends yet. It wasn't a dream, as attempting to float, or walk through anything hadn't been... fruitful, to say the least. Yuugi glanced at the starfish thing in his hand, and couldn't help but feel sort of insulted. He had tried to control his hair before, it just never worked! Not to mention, whoever had trapped him here had an incredibly crappy sense of humor.

So far this had proved to be massively different. from anything he'd experienced before.

Looking out at the NPCs (assuming this was a game, because, wasn't it always), Yuugi decided to start gathering information. First of all, what was the point of this game, second of all, who, exactly, was the GM?

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Ah - a newcomer!

Link pauses midstride, pausing to grab a towel before hurrying over to Yuugi. "Hey!" he calls as he approaches, offering a friendly smile, "Did you just arrive?"

Yuugi is caught off-guard, freezing for a moment. His turn, toward the source of the noise, is a little slow. "er- ...Yes? Thanks." He says, taking the towel.

"Well - welcome to Vatheon!" Link smiles, keeping his body language open and non-threatening. "I bet this is really confusing for you, huh?"

A small chuckle comes loose, and Yuugi shrugs. "It is pretty confusing, yeah. I thought I was done with this stuff." He bites his lip, and smiles as he says, "I'm Yuugi, what's your name?"

"I'm Link. What do you mean, you were done with this stuff?" he asks curiously, "Have you gone to other worlds before?"

"In a manner of speaking, I guess." He didn't want to offend the poor Celtic-Guardiany-Elf-Guy, so he didn't mention they were in a game. "Oh!" Yuugi lifts his wrist. "Do you know what this is?"

blessedbyfarore - 2012-06-14 03:31 (UTC) - Expand

Oh, hello there, new person!

Ruca approached Yuugi slowly and rather timidly.

"Um... you just arrived here... didn't you?"

"Uh, I did. ...Are you ok?" Yuugi examined the new person's face, and smiled. "I won't bite."

"Huh?" he shook his head. "Um, n-no... I-I mean... I'm okay."

He looked away.

"Sorry... I'm always like this."

Especially when he meets new people.

"No, no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel awkward..." Yuugi had some experience with shyness and awkwardness, so he felt a little bad. "Well, um. I'm Yuugi." He holds out his hand, "And you are?"

"N-no... it's my fault." It was always his fault and nothing would be able to make him think otherwise.

"Um... My name is Ruca Milda. It's nice to meet you."

Have a very hesitant handshake.

Yuugi opened his mouth to argue, but decided against it, and simply took Ruca's hand, beaming.

"So... can you tell me anything about this Vatheon place? No one else has really... given me any decent hints."

[ And there's this little black thing hopping over without a single care in the world. He has a towel with him in one paw and is pointedly offering it over to Yuugi. He looks pretty wet too, actually. ]

Hey! Hi there! Are you new?

[Yuugi crouches down to take the towel, and puts it on his head, marveling at how cute Mokona is.]

I- yeah, I am. And who are you?

Mokona is Mokona! Shake hands? What's your name?

[ Have a flipper paw offered for that handshake though, kid with the funky hairdo. ]

[Takes it between two fingers and shakes. So tiny!]

Hi Mokona, I'm Yuugi! It's nice to meet you.

Another newcomer? This was certainly a strange occurance. He had been observing the last couple of months and they came in on almost the same dates of every month; if not a little sooner once before.

He approaches carefully enough. "Hey, you're new huh? Well. I won't be the first or last to say this- but welcome to Vatheon." A little strained, he knows. He's getting over living by himself still. "I'm John."

Yuugi had been attempting to wring the water out of his hair, when the boy had spoken to him.

"I'm er, Yuugi. Nice to meet you, John. So this place is called Vatheon... Do you have any idea how I got here?"

He did bring another towel, seeing as Yuugi already had two or three from other residents.

"Well. No one is really sure how anyone got here. But I believe it has something to do with the locals and that coral in the middle of the plaza." John shrugged. "Until further notice you are stuck here."

Even though his hair was finally back to it's giganto-fluff standard again, Yuugi managed to look crestfallen.

"I've heard that. But..." He started, draping another towel over his shoulders, "I've heard people get zapped outta here, too. I know there has to be a reason for that, and I'm gonna find it. I have people to get home to, I mean."

"Chill, man. Nothing is going down in your world. When you stay here, the time from the exact moment you came from is zapped. Stopped. Whatever you were doing is frozen. No one is in danger- or whatever. That's what I hear anyways." John sighs a little.

"See, I'm in the middle of this big festive pile of crazy back home. We all have something going down I think."

"Seriously?" That's crazy. "I mean, nothing bad's happening back home, I just don't want to worry my family, I guess." He found that comment about craziness extremely interesting, but it didn't necessarily mean he needed help. But... But his help-people sense was tingling.

"I wouldn't worry about that." Well, in John's case. The fate of the world sort of depends on four young teenagers meshing a game session with four older teenagers. Yes, shit was about to go down. "Like I said, time back home is frozen."

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