First Game - Not Quite His Cup of Tea

[worstdmever]

[A. ACTION - 845 GOLDBERG STREET. MORNING.

Well. Ryo's used to waking up to odd, unexpected scenarios. Having an evil spirit that occasionally controls you can lead to all sorts of messes. But... this? Waking up in a strange bed, arms wrapped around a pretty young girl? ...this is new.

Wait.

Wait a second. He knows this girl.]

...Téa?

[B. ACTION -

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Gee I wonder which one...

[dancingapricot]

[Téa stirs slowly and uncertainly, until she feels a man's arm wrapped around her. Immediately, she sits bolt upright in bed, scooting back from him.]

Get your hands off me, you creep! I'm going to --

[Wait. That's not a kidnapper. That's...]

Bakura?

[worstdmever]

[Sliiiiiiiding away from her, taking care not to fall out the bed.]

Wh-what are you---? What are we---?

[Before he can finish either of these questions, he's interrupted at the sound of little feet scampering in a nearby hallway and forcing the door open.]

Mommy! Daddy! You're up!

[...okay, yeah, he is falling out of bed.]

[dancingapricot]

[Téa's eyes shoot wide open! Mommy? Daddy? She turns to the drone children with a panicked expression.]

Look, I'm sorry, I don't know who you are but we're not your parents!

This must be some kind of shadow game.

[Because that makes sense.]

[worstdmever]

[Another Shadow Game?! He certainly hopes not. Because these two drone kids, who are currently attempting to pull Ryo up to his feet, are scaring him just as much as the other horrors he's had to face thus far.]

Th-this must be some sort of a mistake!

C

[battymadam]

[someone just walked through your doors and said]

My stars, it's a comic store!

[...yep it's another newbie.]

[worstdmever]

[A customer? Swallowing, Bakura clears his throat and glances over to her.]

Is there, ah, something I can help you with, Miss? [Even though he's bound to need just as much help.]

[battymadam]

Oh! Hmm... do you have any volumes of "Imaginary Man?"

[worstdmever]

[An awkward chuckle.]

I'm afraid I wouldn't know. It's only my first day here, after all...

But I can check if there are any issues in stock for you, if you like.

B

[natural_set]

[The long-haired guy being followed by the parade of little animals is a totally safe bet! N smiles a little, giving Pidove a skritch as it lands on his shoulder.]

Yes? You seem new.

[worstdmever]

[Oooooh. Animals! He probably is a really safe bet, isn't he? In any case, Ryo heads on over to speak to this guy.]

New? So, we aren't the only ones who found themselves in a strange house with even stranger children?

[natural_set]

[N looks sad for a moment.]

No, not really. It's pretty normal for people to just... show up here, taken from their homes. It's a prison disguised as a normal town.

[worstdmever]

My word... [Ryo's sick of being thrown into prisons. Whether they be towns or the recesses of his own mind.] This is unbelievable. There must be some way to go back.

B

[tapshoetomove]

Ah yes, what is it?

[worstdmever]

[Another Brit? Awesome.]

I'm afraid I'm a little bit lost.

[tapshoetomove]

[Heck yes another Brit.]

Oh right! I'm pretty familiar with this place by now, so where do you need to go?

[worstdmever]

Well, er. Truth be told, I'm not entirely sure where there is to go.

B

[flowers_suck]

[Olivier stops in her tracks and watches as a new face emerges from a house on her street. That house had been occupied by a perfect drone family before. Yeah, that's right, this suspicious blonde is now watching you, eyes narrowed.]

[worstdmever]

[Oh dear. D-don't bite his head off or anything.]

I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am. But, er...

[flowers_suck]

[She looks him up and down for a moment.]

Major General Olivier Armstrong.

[worstdmever]

[A woman of authority? Awesome.]

Major General Armstrong. If I may ask... where are we?