001 ✗ video + action.

[soldiernoclass]

Oh, hey - I bet it's working, this time!

[ To the technologically impaired, these terminals are a little daunting - who knew you had to take your gloves off to work a touchscreen? Not to mention the thought of hooking up to some nebulous and well-populated network. He may or may not have spent the last ten to fifteen minutes talking to nobody, slowly realizing he was talking to nobody, and then trying again to figure out how to get to the Help tab.

Anyway, it's definitely broadcasting, now. Maybe. Probably. He's not trying again if it isn't. (He might.) ]

Am I really talking to all the other, uh, visitors out there? I guess that's pretty handy. Though... It feels like I've been doing a lot of talking, lately, and not a whole lot of actually getting to know the people I'm stuck with. [ Which more or less translates out of polite doublespeak to: he's tired himself out trying to figure this place out one way, how about FAQ round #2? ] So I thought, why not just ask? A little old-fashioned, I admit, but... I've got nothing to lose.

[ He shrugs, smiling thinly. ] So tell me about yourselves, okay? Or your 'worlds,' or whatever. And just 'cause it's no fair if I don't start, I'm Zack. I used to wanna travel, when I was a little younger. [ A pause, and a little more genuine humor leaks into that smile. ] I guess I sure got my wish, huh?



[ There's only so much aimlessly (but alertly) wandering around a foreign city a guy can do, so Zack's taking a break from that to ...aimlessly wander around the common floor of building #1 (having significantly more luck with the video games than with the terminals) and along the walkways between buildings (for the view, naturally).

He's not in great shape - it's actually a lot harder to remember to maintain contact with total strangers than he would've expected it to be - but he isn't exactly falling on his face, either (not that he'll be turning down any free hugs, regardless). And, of course, anybody who crosses his path - and doesn't make themselves too busy for him to accost, post haste - will most likely be finding themselves in a conversation. However one-sided. (He's not picky.) ]

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[geniusforgotten]

[Nikola only ventures out of his apartment when absolutely necessary, whether he's looking to meet his weekly quota of physical contact or spend his monthly stipend on the wine that makes it all bearable. Today, it's wine. And maybe a few other necessities while he's at it. He needs something to keep him busy.

And unfortunately for him, he's directly in Zack's path as he makes his way out of the building.]

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[soldiernoclass]

[ Well, this guy's clearly on his way somewhere. Doesn't look super friendly. Might not be a good idea to interrupt him.

Who cares, though, Zack's gonna do it, anyway. ]

Hey! Visitor or native? [ Spoiler alert: there's no right answer, he's still planning to ask questions. ]

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[geniusforgotten]

[How unamused he looks. Why must these children constantly interrupt him?]

Neither. It's only visiting if you can leave.

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[ribbonbon]

[It's on her way home from her part-time job that Pilouette comes across Zack. Aside fro the whole "being stuck in another world" thing, she's been feel pretty good lately. She's been getting lots of contact through her job at the sweets shop and she's been learning a bit about making sweets.

She's balancing some small paper grocery bags when she bumps into him on her way back to building 2.]

Oops! S-Sorry!

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[soldiernoclass]

Ha, don't worry about it! [ He's quick to react when somebody plows into him (should've been quick enough to get out of the way, but everybody has an off day), hands up to catch any bags or bag-contents in danger of toppling. Running into him is a little like running into a brick wall, although he's considerably more considerate. ]

I didn't smash anything, did I?

[ribbonbon]

[She peeks into the bags, to check on everything.]

No, no, everything is okay, I think...It's all just sweets from work. Nothing really important.

Are you just out for a walk or something?

Action

[redcladidealist]

[Considering the fact that Lloyd lives in Building 1 himself, passing through the first floor happens pretty regularly for him. It's on one such pass that he happens to pass by while Zack is in the middle of playing a video game. Lloyd's footsteps slow when his attention gets caught by the moving figures on the screen, until he comes to a halt, right behind Zack.

Zack, hope you don't mind having some random eighteen year old guy watching over your shoulder as you play. Lloyd's never seen a video game, and his attention is arrested.]

Whoa, you're making the screen do that?

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[soldiernoclass]

[ Hopefully Lloyd is too distracted by all the fancy technology to realize that this is not exactly the coolest or most badass game Zack is playing. Given recent events in his life, though, can he be blamed for straying away from the ones with the guns and the explosions and the wholesale murder? Something with lots of bright colors and cutesy graphics is just all-around easier to stomach.

Plus, it's kind of fun. Enough so that he doesn't bother to more than passingly acknowledge the kid hanging over his shoulder, glancing sideways in the midst of a two-second lull - at least until he speaks up. ]

Uh, yeah- [ Oops, missed that platform. He laughs a little sheepishly as the Continue screen pops up. ] ...Well, I was. You want to try?

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[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd perks up, not expecting the offer, but not about to pass it up.]

Sure! It looks like fun!

[He takes a seat on the couch next to Zack, reaching for the controller.]

I'm Lloyd, by the way. What's your name?

[Video]

[ocd_reaper]

I'd offer a "welcome", but right now I'm more irritated with this place than anything else. [His friend disappeared, and now he's stuck here and there's all sorts of horrible things going on back home and arrrrrrrgh.]

Still, my name is Death the Kid though I generally go by "Kid". Despite the circumstances, it is a pleasure to meet you.

[Video]

[soldiernoclass]

...With a name like that, I can see why. [ 'Cause, uh, wow. Sorry about that, Kid. ]

Likewise, though. [ Names aside. ] So where're you from?

[Video]

[ocd_reaper]

I was named for my father. I suppose he thought "Death, Jr." sounded ridiculous. I agree with him on that point. [Having a nickname of "Junior"? Hell no.]

I'm from Death City in Nevada.

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[upholsteredvelvet]

[He wasn't going to respond to this; he was only half paying attention to the man's nattering on as he did other things to begin with. But after that last bit, Waver does reply, looking slightly amused.]

I wanted to travel, too.

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[soldiernoclass]

So? Did you?

[ Honest curiosity is his main gear, today, ulterior motive or not. ]

[upholsteredvelvet]

A little. Mandatory Hug Country wasn't on my list of destinations, but it's not terrible.

[He shrugs, because while he may not be all that fond of the place, it's still better than London.]

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[acro_bat_ic]

If you mean your fellow kidnappees, you've reached them.

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[soldiernoclass]

Who else would I mean?

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[nofarplaneyet]

Oh, you feeling better, Zack? *This from old man Auron*

Video

[soldiernoclass]

Me? Peachy. What about you, gramps?

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[arsnova]

[Hey look, it's a cute girl! Spunky, likes flowers...]

These little machines aren't really convenient, are they? I mean, you can't carry them around wherever you go. I guess it beats yelling in the square, though.

[She grins fangishly.]

Anyway. It's nice to meet you, Zack! I'm Marta. I used to do a lot of traveling myself, but this isn't really what I had in mind.

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[soldiernoclass]

[ Hmmmm... Nope; nothing familiar about that! ]

Yelling in the square, huh? I hadn't thought of that.

[ He could just go outside and shout at people. It would probably be about as productive. ]

Maybe later. And, uh, yeah. I don't think anybody gets the idea they'll be going to Happy Hug Town right out of the blue. Could be worse, though, right?

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[gingerzippo]

[Badou rarely has time to go down into the common area of Building 1 nowadays. He used to go down there all the time, smoking and complaining about nothing to do. Now, being wrapped up in two jobs and working on finding out information on the city itself took up a good majority of his time. Tonight, he just happened to get out of a shift.

He also just so happens to pass by some guy shredding it on one of the game systems in the media area. Hands in his pockets, a smoke hanging from the corner of his mouth, he leans over the edge of the couch and blinks his single eye at the TV. Then at Zack. Then back at the TV.]

Is that how you work those things?

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[soldiernoclass]

Huh?

[ It takes him a second to catch up to his side of the conversation. Realizing he's a part of it at all is one thing - diverting his attention from the television screen is wholly another. ]

Oh, yeah. It's a little weird, right? [ Glancing back over his shoulder, Zack shrugs. All these cords and controllers and CDs. What was wrong with the big boxy games and their two or three buttons (tops)? ] Took me a while to get the hang of it, but I think I'm doing okay.

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[hopelessdream]

[ He doesn't REALLY want to talk about his world.. ]

You wanted to travel? Why?

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[soldiernoclass]

Well, to see the world. And to meet as many people as I could. Why else?