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*A girl in black tattoos and a blue nightgown with owls on it appears on the screen, looking at the camera nervously. She's in the communal room, but from the lights off and the single TV lit up in the back, it's pretty obvious the video was sent in the middle of the night.*

Anyone else had a power mishap in bed?

*A text note is appended to the video, dated about an hour later: I don't mean sex.*

[ooc: action allowed too! You can decide to reply before she adds the note, to >>]

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Jun. 16th, 2013 08:07 pm
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[A screen would pop up and a good-looking man who is seemingly in his mid-30s would appear.]

Whoever's watching this, maybe you'll take enough of an interest. I'm seeing all these introductions and thought I'd follow suit.

My name's Hal. And like many of you, I'm not from here. I'm from the U.S. and I'm definitely not home. Does anyone know an exit? I was in the middle of something back home until I was rudely taken to this place.

How else did you all get here? What were you all doing? Maybe we can find some answers there first.
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[Minako was always a fan of the beach, having formed some of her favorite memories on the shores of Yakushima. It seemed like the most sound choice when it came to getting away from the general pandemonium caused by everyone's sudden arrival (and consequentially, departure from their own world) and gaining some peace and quiet to mull over the information packet given to her in the plaza.

She was sitting in a chair on the porch of one of the restaurants over-seeing the ocean, a large glass of iced tea garnished with an umbrella, orange wedge, and colorful straw her only company. Her city map was flattened out over the table, weighed down with her glass, a sea shell, and her mp3 player. In her hand was the letter addressed to her, though she'd read over it several times.]


...touching people, huh. [She mutters under her breath.] S'probably a good thing some people I know didn't wind up here with me. [CoughcoughMitsurucoughcoughShinjirocough.]

Sorry for bailing on the welcoming party so fast! [Oh, you didn't think she realized she was recording? Not at all! Have a bright smiling face, folks!] I'm Minako Arisato, nice to meet'cha! [She gives a little two-fingered salute before leaning back and fanning herself with her letter.] ...it was the middle of winter where I came from, so I guess I should make getting some seasonally appropriate clothes a priority. I'm sweating like a horse!

[She sits forward, though from the view of her feed, it looks more like a lunge.] But once that's out of the way, maybe we should get right down to business so we can get this problem solved and sent back home!

[She raises a single finger.] Touching, right? No big! Who's up for a game of tag?
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Shura can be found in the communal room of building 1, figuring out the computer terminal and the network. It shouldn't be too different from the computers at home... ah, here we go.

"Hello. So. Anyone else here's not human and weirded out to suddenly be in a huge human city full of human people? It's making me uncomfortable, and I think the feeling is mutual."

This has of course nothing to do with the fact that she is shirtless. Nothing at all.
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[Well, now that she's more or less settled in, Yuna's decided it's time to put herself out there and make some introductions.  She's not holding anything back, either.  As the feed flicks on, she gives the screen a friendly wave and a bright smile.]

Hey, everyone!  I thought I should introduce myself, since it looks like we're probably all gonna be stuck here for a while.  My name's Yuna Akashi.  I'm originally from Japan, and a high school student at Mahora Academy, but I've been through so many of these places now that it doesn't really matter anyway.  Can you believe I was 15 when I started hopping around to crazy worlds like this one?  And my 18th birthday was just ten days ago.  I think, anyway.  The last place I was stuck in didn't have calendars, so I'm not totally sure.  But let's go with 18 anyway.  Happy birthday to me, I guess!  I won't be mad if nobody wants to buy presents for someone they just met.

[A laugh and a wink.]

Anyway, though... it seems like we all probably need to make some friends and get some cuddle buddies if we're gonna live in this place, so here's a few things about me!  I live in apartment 4-24 in Building 1, love playing basketball, know my way around pistols and rifles, and am a full-blooded magic user in training.  I missed a few years on that, though, so I really just know the one spell, heheh...  Oh yeah, and I've also been to Mars!  That's where a lot of the magic users in my world live.  They've got illusion spells and stuff up so everybody else just sees a big red bunch of nothing.  I worked as a waitress there for a while.  It was pretty okay.

[Whoops, rambling again.  She stops to rub the back of her neck, cheeks going just slightly red.]

And if we're all supposed to touch each other to keep this place running: I like hugs and massages, but if anybody gets too fresh there'll be problems.  I've got a girlfriend waiting for me somewhere out there in the multiverse, after all.  So... yeah!  I guess that's about it.  Nice to meet you all.

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