001 ⇒ Why ask for directions when you've got a map, dammit?

[hokurobeam]

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[ Outside 310 Miller Street, there is a girl cleaning the front porch and taking out the trash... Yes, this is the first thing she does in the morning. Nope, not concerned about where she is yet. Look, housemates! She even made you breakfast. It's all laid out for you guys on the table. Eat up

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B

[wingphones]

[Tsubasa's in the middle of his weekly (....or make that semi-weekly) trip to the hardware store to buy who knows what when he spots the strange girl.

Sup, just peering over your shoulder now, hope you don't mind.]

Ununu? What'cha looking at?

[hokurobeam]

[ Glances over her shoulder. ] A-ah, it is nothing. I do not want any of them in particular. [ Just keeps looking at the screws... Still drooling. ]

[wingphones]

You look like you want them!

[hokurobeam]

I cannot purchase them, however.

[pasodoble]

( ( SPAIN IS TOTALLY ABOUT TO ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS ) )

What's the question again?

[hokurobeam]

[ She's patient. ]

Where am I?

[pasodoble]

Mayfield! I'm not sure where that is exactly but it's in the United States.

[hokurobeam]

Mayfield is located in an unknown state in America. Therefore, I am still on Earth. Thank you for the information. I will add it to my database.

To whom am I speaking to?

B

[pants_yourmove]

[[He's coming out of the hardware store with a bag of screws, nails, bolts, and a few smaller tools he needs.]]

[hokurobeam]

[ Turns her head toward the sound the metal in that bag and she's just going to stare at it. Eerily. She's so jealous... She wants some... Why doesn't she have money... ]

[pants_yourmove]

[[Creepy stares are par for the course anymore... He'll just awkwardly wave.

Not sure what thikn about that.]]

Hello...?

[hokurobeam]

Ah, good afternoon.

[ She glances at the boy's face for a moment before looking at the bag again.

oh wait is she being creepy ]

Oh, it is not like I want any in particular! Please pay me no mind.

Phone

[falleng0d]

"You are on planet Earth in the United States of America. The year is somewhere in the 1950's, and the technology to create the internet does not exist commercially yet.

"... You were a robot once, I take it. Escaping this town is prevented, somehow, and where we are is not your real world. In this world EXP is evaluated literally by experience of events and not an arbitrary level requirement.

"We've been brought here by unknown captors, somehow. Method aside, the motive is still unknown to us as well."

[hokurobeam]

[ So much useful information! She is very grateful. ]

Thank you very much, NPC-sama.

[falleng0d]

"N-NPC-SAMA!?"

You hear a yell, probably his.

"You dare address me as an NPC? Hmmph! See if I ever do a favor for you again! Who is this?"

[hokurobeam]

Please forgive my earlier insolence. I am Tama. Am I correct to assume you are a player character? Perhaps you are a recruitable party member...

In any case, my level is quite low.

I leave all random encounters in your hands. [ she's half-joking please tank her ]

phone

[politerudeness]

[ long pause. ]

... Ah, well. The planet would be Earth, and while the country is supposedly the United States of America, it seems that this may not be true. The Internet... does not seem exist in this place at all, so that might be the reason. Everyone who is brought here is turned human and have all their non-human qualities removed. Ah... and finally, there is no know way to leave, at this point in time, and the town is specifically designed to prevent the residents from leaving in any way.

[hokurobeam]

All data I have received on the matter is ambiguous and incomplete in nature... It cannot be helped, I suppose.

If what you say is true, then only the fact that the town serves as a closed space is consistent among all the data I have acquired.

[politerudeness]

I'm afraid so... there is very little information about this town, and most of it is like this. Ah, is there anything else that you require assistance with?

[hokurobeam]

Yes. I am currently searching for my friends. They are samurai.