First Rose: This isn't Hell at all...

[formerabyssinian]

[ACTION] Outside 849 Goldberg Street

[After waking up in an unfamiliar bed, Aya decides to explore around this strange house. Which had all his pictures inside. They are terrible pictures. His tour leads him outside, seeing the green grass, the warm weather.]

[Aya finds it all suspicious.]

[Dressed rather nicely according to the era, the clothes are too confining however, so Aya loosens the tie and removes the Jacket and hat before sighing.]

Didn't think I'd be given paradise…


[PHONE]

[Aya picks up the receiver, but realizes that he doesn't know whom to call. He begins talking to himself in English, not having put down the receiver.]

Well, this is obviously America, but… [He trails off, beginning to mutter in Japanese.] Who could I call...

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[phone] - Are you surprised?

[weiss_tank]

[If you could hear shocked silence Aya, your ears would be ringing. At first he doesn't believe it, that voice...perhaps a little different from what he's used to but so unmistakably Aya.]

What...the...fuck...Aya?! Are you back?!

[phone] NOPE! XD 1/2

[formerabyssinian]

...Ken?

[formerabyssinian]

[While it's good to head a familiar voice, Aya does catch the end of his statement.]

What do you mean back?

[weiss_tank]

You...a year ago...you were here in this fuckin' place. Fuck, you don't remember do you.

Fine. No big.

Where are ya. I'll fill you in.

[formerabyssinian]

Can't you use proper English? Or Japanese? [That's a lot of fucks you gave just now, Ken.]

849 Goldberg.

[weiss_tank]

Sorry, sorry. [Hey, he gives all the fucks about you.]

I'll be there in a bit. [And of course...RUNS ALL THE WAY. Prepare yourself for him to...well...

He's from the end of Kapital. So young.]

[formerabyssinian]

[Well, Aya was going to add on, but Ken hung up. Aya does the same and starts walking back to where he was earlier.]

[He'll be prepared for Ken. Maybe.]

[weiss_tank]

[Is anyone ever prepared for Ken? Really?]

Aya! Heeeeeeey!

[formerabyssinian]

[Aya turns and sees Ken rushing towards him.]

[He had better slow down.]

[weiss_tank]

[He will. Ken knows better then to crash into Aya when he can help it, it's not like he's an over enthusiastic dog or anything...]

It's...it's good to see ya Aya. It's been a while.

[formerabyssinian]

[Good. Otherwise Aya would have had to flip him over.]

[Aya raises an eyebrow.]

It hasn't for me. [He takes on a serious look.] Last I checked, I saw you only ten minutes ago...

[weiss_tank]

Time works really weird in this place. I've been here for almost two years now, maybe more. Honestly I've stopped counting...

[formerabyssinian]

Two years... [Aya knows that Ken isn't the type to lie, and usually when he does, he's terrible at it.]

What is this place, then?

[weiss_tank]

Hell, purgatory, those are names I'd call it, but we ain't dead by any means. At least...I don't think we are.

You know those horror manga's that you see selling for really cheep? This is like those...only worse. Sure it looks all pleasant and serene but every month or so it throws a hissy fit and tries to kill us in the most horrible and imaginative ways possible.

Remember that guy who ran Shrient? The one that turned into that weird tentacle werewolf thing? Think along those lines and you'll be close.

[formerabyssinian]

...shit...

[This isn't good at all. Aya suddenly feels uncomforatble, looking around and seeing some woman in her garden wave at him. He doesn't wave back, which she doesn't seem miffed about.]

Let me guess. There's no way out. [Two years and still here? It's the only logical conclusion.]

[weiss_tank]

Not a one. Not even death...you just come back the next day, though I think we've screwed that system up a little. Who knows.

[formerabyssinian]

[Aya remains silent before speaking again. He looks...calm.]

I'm sort of relieved.

[weiss_tank]

Don't be. It means that a lot of people feel like they got the 'freedom' to run amok.

Even worse, Mastermind is here...though he's been kinda quiet lately.

[formerabyssinian]

I meant in the sense that this isn't a paradise, Ken.

[Aya's eyes widen at the mention of that codename, before they narrow.]

He's here?

[weiss_tank]

Oh. Er. Sorry. [And there he goes jumping to conclusions again.]

Yeah, he is. Like I said tho, he's been layin' low and the rest of them aren't here with him.

Another thing I gotta warn you about...people...people know about us here. Well, me. It hasn't really been an issue though because we get people comin' through all the time that are worse.

Or demons.

Or gods.

Or some omnipresent being that's been stripped of all their powers and then slowly get them back.

Oh yeah, we get our stuff back eventually. Usually after the town throws a tantrum.

remember these keywords, too XD

[formerabyssinian]

Are you done babbling? [Ken keeps adding on to all this information and it's especially hard to soak in when most of it is all believable.]

How much do they actually know about us? [So, they had their belongings. Not that he needed much, anyway, but it would be nice to have his sword. Finally. Again.]

Ken is going to be seeing that icon a lot, isn't he.

[weiss_tank]

They know I used to be a florist and had about killing people. They don't know about you though.

Yep.

[formerabyssinian]

...did you tell them?

[weiss_tank]

Yeah...it wasn't exactly my idea. You see, this town, sometimes it can make you do things and there's no controlling it.

One time, they had this gas in the air that made people vomit up every truth they had buried.

[formerabyssinian]

. . .

[There are things that even Aya would never admit to himself, let alone anyone else. He really doesn't like this.]

What about the pictures in the house? [He totally did just change the subject. It's better to revisit the facts later.]