+- First Coin -+

[skypiratejohnny]

A. Action - [He didn't bother with the phones at all. In fact, once he woke up... he got dressed, and went outside. So! There seems to be a fellow standing outside one of the houses over on 753 Partridge Drive... and he's dressed in the everyday garments that the city provides. He doesn't seem to be too fond of the button down shirt, as it's left wide open... he also seems to be searching for something, or maybe even someone...]

B. Action - [Johnny's calm and collected manner doesn't seem to be with him right now. In fact, he seems almost frantic as he darts down the street. Maybe it's a good idea to snag his attention. After all... it's not usually in the best interest for anyone to be darting out into oncoming traffic...]

C. Action - [With the day drawing to a close, he seems a bit tired. Though should you approach, his attitude is anything but exhausted. Despite his appearance, he seems almost cheerful. Well... almost.]

Comments

[chalicejoker]

[Hey, running into traffic is bad! Hajime usually doesn't make a habit of stopping people from making poor decisions, but he's making an exception today. He reaches out and makes a grab for Johnny's arm as he runs by. Whether or not he succeeds is up to you.]

Slow down, there.

[skypiratejohnny]

[He does, indeed, take note of the arm grab. Turning around, he's hoping for someone familiar, but clearly this isn't anyone he recognizes. That's no reason to be rude!]

Oh? My apologies, I didn't see you there.

[chalicejoker]

Watch where you're going. The traffic in this place is just as lethal as traffic anywhere else.

If you need to get somewhere in a hurry, you're probably better off just taking a drone's car than running out into the middle of the road.

[skypiratejohnny]

Traffic?

[It's only then does he actually stop to get a good look at his surroundings.]

Traffic. Hn. Well it seems I am in your debt. Thank you for...

[He's trying not to be in shock.]

... for pulling me aside.

[chalicejoker]

[Oh, good, he's aware of his surroundings now! Hajime acknowledges the thanks with a nod.]

Just be careful out here. This isn't a place in which you would do well to let your guard down.

[skypiratejohnny]

Forgive me for asking, but just where is this place?

[He hadn't stopped to use the phone to ask such questions.]

[chalicejoker]

[Hajime shrugs.]

Can't say I'm very sure about that myself. I haven't been here very long, either.

Wherever it is, it's supposed to be like America in the 1950s...and apparently, whatever's behind it all seems to enjoy torturing the residents.

[skypiratejohnny]

[This bit of information doesn't seem to sit well with him. He taps a finger upon his chin, as if in thought.]

This is... indeed, very startling news. Where did you learn this?

[chalicejoker]

I ran into a...colleague...of mine not long after I arrived. He's been here for a while, it would seem.

[skypiratejohnny]

[He wasn't liking the sound of this.]

That's rather curious. Is there any reason why he hasn't left?

[chalicejoker]

The town won't let him leave. It won't let any of us leave. It's difficult to explain, but if you try to leave, it just brings you right back to where you started eventually.

[He sounds more than a little annoyed at that.]

My tagging skills are legendary! ... ;;

[skypiratejohnny]

Hm! Perhaps it is a hidden exit then. Might there be a map of this place, marked with all possible attempts of leaving?

Re: My tagging skills are legendary! ... ;;

[chalicejoker]

If there is, I haven't been around long enough to see it.

[Not that he thinks it'll do any good. An optimist, Hajime is not.]

B.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Badou attempts to snag this crazy man by the back of the collar of his shirt because what kind of idiot runs into traffic? This is an action only reserved for when you're getting shot at.]

Shit man, I don't think yer gonna win against the cars.

[skypiratejohnny]

[That's the second time someone's gone out of their way to stop him from his search for something, someone recognizable.]

Hm? ...Oh. Of course.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Just shakes his head.]

Hm. Runnin' around like y'don't know what the fuck is going on... I'm gonna go out on a limb and say yer new here, ain't ya?

[skypiratejohnny]

New?

[He could only scratch the back of his head to this.]

One could easily say that. So yes, I am new here... I'm also looking for someone.

[fthisgetmecigs]

What can I say? Y'had the look about ya.

Did ya try the phones? Might not be the best idea to play chicken with the cars if the person yer looking for ain't here.

[skypiratejohnny]

The phones?

[He hadn't bothered to really check the house.]

How silly of me. Of course, the phones! With such Black Tech around this place, I can assume that some manner of communication system would be in tact. Hm...

[What's he going on about?]

Hm... Cars? I've had my own share of hard knocks... Although, thank you! I suppose I'll have to try these phones.

[fthisgetmecigs]

"Black Tech"? T'fuck are you talking about? A phone is a phone, man.

Don't tell me you're gonna tell me y'don't know how to use one next.

[skypiratejohnny]

On the contrary my good sir! Of course I know how to use one.

[Phones were for communicating! He just wasn't used to land lines much these days. He scratched at his chin. Which way did he come from... all these houses looked... the same.]

[fthisgetmecigs]

Coulda fooled me, man. [I mean really, you're the same guy that just almost walked into traffic.]

A (I didn't realize you lived here I am a bad pet ;-;)

[imbodytemp]

[As johnny opens the front door, he will feel it what into something soft and squeaky. On the porch in front of him he'll see a small why bunny laying on it's back, unconscious, a large bump on his head and the newspaper sprawled net to his left paw.]

[skypiratejohnny]

[Avoiding the strange people inside was his first task, which meant... exiting the building. Through the front door. The man was confused as it didn't seem to open as smoothly as it should. Once outside, he looks behind the door, and then in front of it.]

Oh...

[He knelt down next to the little critter and frowned. He wasn't an animal expert.]

[imbodytemp]

[Slowly Mesousa comes too, looking surprised when he notices Johnny in his field of view.]

Wah! Who-who are you?

[skypiratejohnny]

[He held up his hands in defense.]

Easy there, little guy.

... The name's Johnny. I don't wish to harm you. Are you lost?

[imbodytemp]

Lost? No...I live here Mr. Johnny...

[skypiratejohnny]

My apologies! I should've been more careful and less careless when opening the door. It seems I woke up here by mistake... unless of course, I'm still dreaming!

That would make much more sense! Seeing as how I'm talking to a... rabbit.

[imbodytemp]

Oh, I'm sorry but I don't think this is a dream. There are a lot of us trapped here. We all wake up in one of these houses.

[skypiratejohnny]

[That's not what he was hoping to hear...]

Trapped? Did you say... trapped?

[imbodytemp]

Well I mean not like in a small cage but in a very general sense as you cannot leave this town, yes.