mayfield_rpg | 一 [ action/phone ]

[ Action | 503 Ricardo Street ]

[When Japan first wakes up to realize he's in clothes that are not his, a room he doesn't recognize and surrounded by things he may not have seen prior to now... Well, it'll be quite loud. In fact, first thing, he falls right out of bed (without stopping to even notice if anyone happened to be beside him) with a loud "Uwah!" and scrambles around trying to figure out where he is.

He's not really making much sense at first, stuttering things about opening his borders and America being too demanding and forceful, but feel free to greet him! Or stand there long enough and you'll catch his attention. You can also catch him after he's calmed down a bit! He'll be sitting somewhere and just trying to think it all through.]

[ Phone ]

[It's after the initial shock that he's able to pick up the phone (albeit a bit shakily) and speak. His voice comes across as hesitant and... well. Worried. At the same time there's a certain sort of determination to present himself well. To... whoever would be receiving this. He wasn't quite sure yet.]

H-hello? Ah, surely this must be a mistake of some sort... Is this a city of America-san's? [Westernization wasn't supposed to happen overnight. There's a pause as he tries to work this out in his mind.]

I-I did not agree to this, so if anyone is hearing me, please explain this immediately! Ah... that is... [It seems like he's struggling to come up with a way to fix his wording, so he sort of fumbles. It's a few moments before he properly hangs up.]

[And of course action can be open to anyone who wants to stop by or pass by etc!]

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Yeah, you kinda lose track after a while.

[His thoughts: America's cities and towns are weirder than he ever imagined.]

...I may not be prepared for this.

[He can't say he feels too welcome either, but he doesn't really understand the sarcasm and so just pauses awkwardly before asking.]

...Ah... we used to know one another? Forgive me for not recalling.

Drones... [This all sounds way too creepy. He's not sure if he can handle this... Ah but as a true Japanese man he will not show weakness!!]

So I have been forced into this household...? What would happen if I do not stay here?

Ah, that would be quite helpful... The year is 1868. ...Was, I suppose.

[Another one. It causes him to frown by this point, but he'll answer all the same.]

Ah... yes, this is he. Forgive me... [He sort of trails off, unable to say "for being unable to recall" or anything like that.]

Think of it as being stuck in someone else's dream, but that person is a sociopath and just wants us to suffer.

That would be correct... I am Japan.

...Izaki-san, is it? Ah, yes... [Frowning, so many people, he wasn't sure it was possible for someone like himself.]

Forgive me, I recall nothing.

Yes, we've all been forced to stay here. However, we don't have to stay here...for long.

Along with this home, the town gives you other duties to take care of, such as adults with jobs and children going to school. For each, you have a maximum of 3 days where you don't have to go to work or stay here, but after the third day, you become temporarily droned.

I'm usually not home very often, but I'm familiar with this setup.

Figures. There's an awful lot of Japanese people here, y'know?

Hah... This is becoming quite troubling. [Well it already was but still]

[Oh.

What a lovely image... But it actually works.]

H-how... ah... And there is truly no way out?

[That catches his attention. He'd spoken to a handful already, but it hadn't truly crossed his mind.]

...Here? Even though it is an American city?

Japan! Japan! Is that really you?! [ She begins her loud, high pitched, shrieking. ] I missed you! And I bet Taiwan and Hong Kong and everyone else missed you too even if they don't show it! I'm so glad you're back! Now you can try Nena's cupcakes again! [ She missed you all too much ):

Also you're going to notice that Nena Trinity is kind of sort of involved with Hong Kong so enjoy your new horribly yangire in law. ]

So it is too dangerous to do so for too long... I see.

[Great. He was thinking more and more that this was some kind of war, the exact sort of thing he'd been hiding from for over 200 years... But he was a different nation now, right?]

Ah, so... [You're supposed to be my son, is what he wants to ask, but he realizes soon that there's no cool way to ask that.]

[Oh my gosh so loud, he holds it away from his ear just slightly before hesitantly bringing it back. Oh... Well this will be interesting. He's still needing to find out that Hong Kong and Taiwan aren't so little anymore...]

H-hello? Ah, that-- ... [He prefers avoiding being so blunt, but it seems in this case it is necessary.]

Please forgive me... I do not recall being here before.

Probably not. [BLUNT AND AWFUL but really good luck Japan YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!]

[ She still retains the same awfully loud volume she had before. ]

It's okay! A lot of people don't remember being here before when they were! You used to be really really nice and amazing and we one time plotted to kill an entire family to save yours! [ She says this in the same saccharine tone she's kept from the beginning. ] You also ran a cosplay café but Taiwin took it over. [ Nope. That is not a typo. Nena has really nicknamed her Taiwin, or Taiwinning.. ]

Yeah, it's pretty weird.

[It was the mention of America as a person that got his attention, he still missed his friend.]

Please try to remain calm... you're a nation, right?

(No cool way at all, so Django is going to be forward with it.)

The town moves people around to force them into being a family. We don't necessarily have to act like family, but working together in a nightmare such as this place is highly recommended.

On that note, I should introduce myself. My name is Django.

[...Rude.

He's not used to this at all so have an awkward pause yep.]

[He actually looks a little flustered. So he's the head of a house?! Even pretend, he has to take responsibility right?!]

Django-san! Ah, or would -kun be appropriate... No, -san, surely. Ah... um.

I am Japan, and I will do my very best!

...This place is quite dangerous, isn't it?

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