Ein - Menschliches, Allzumenschliches

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[It was rare for him to feel anything similar to surprise, but he hadn't exactly expected to wake up in a strange bedroom surrounded by pictures of people he didn't recognize. It would be a surreal experience and feeling for anyone, but there were a few things that added to it for Wilhelm.

The first was that there was no reason for him to wake up. He never slept.

The second was that there was no person, galaxy-wide, in his reality he didn't recognize.

He simply picked up the picture and stared in wonder at it for a moment. What an altogether odd occurrence. ...Had something gone wrong during the struggle against Zarathustra? Had he hallucinated mankind's eventual victory entirely? He could identify the clothing as being common in 1950s America; had a bizarre temporal anomaly occurred. He felt lightheaded. He needed to-

He felt lightheaded. He dropped the picture.

He didn't experience physical feelings.

He tried to search, to see if he could connect with the Unconscious. Nothing. ..An entirely new dimension then? Or had just that much damage been dealt. With his usual means of gathering information cut off, he supposed he'd have to explore. Looking at the phone next to his bed stand, he said in a calm, collected voice.]

...How interesting. There isn't, perhaps, anyone who could explain to me as to how I got here, or why?

[OOC: Anyone who possesses psychic powers, or some form of magic that can detect mental waves or something, you're going to feel a short moment of extreme discomfort when Wilhelm first wakes up. Being the personification of the Collective Unconscious of his universe, imagine the sensation his entrance brings as feeling like you're swimming in the ocean, and feel something just impossibly massive moving underneath you. It's only there for a brief moment before it's gone, but it's clearly there.

Also, MOMO-mun and Rubedo-mun, since you have both been accepted, I've decided to start by making the first post of our group's cast. I hope you don't mind, and please inform me if you do.]

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[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Ah, another newbie. Crowe's wondering if maybe they should make a introductory pamphlet.

At least this guy sounded pretty calm.]

A-ah. I take it you just woke up here? Um. This place is called Mayfield. There's... a lot of people here. We've all been kidnapped, I'm afraid...

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I see.

[There is utterly no sense of worry or care in his voice. If he's frightened, he's doing a miraculous job of hiding it.]

Have they not yet given a purpose for our entrapment then-

[There's a clear pause. Usually, he would know the name and everything about who he was speaking too immediately, but without his connection to the unconscious, he was deprived it.]

Would you mind if I inquire your name?

[It sounds as if he's almost trying to speak a foreign language, saying that.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe's definitely heard stranger reactions to arriving here, but even so, he pauses for a moment before speaking.]

My name's Crowe. Calleo Crowe. I, uh, I've been here for a few months now. We've never been given a reason we've all been brought here, and I don't think we ever will.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I see. You may refer to me as Wilhelm.

Intriguing. Though it cannot be simply purposeless.

Have you been here longer than most, or are you relatively new in comparison to others trapped here, or a middle ground?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you, Wilhelm, circumstances aside...

Most people think the reason is that whomever is in charge just likes to watch people squirm. I-I'm inclined to believe it. I guess... I've somewhere in the middle ground. I've been here almost 6 months now. [Boy, that's depressing.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

No, I suppose being plucked from one's natural habitat can prove quite an upsetting experience.

Perhaps, though if that is the case, the project is doomed to failure if the reason is so purposeless. It should have faltered and failed by now.

And you dislike it here in entirety?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

O-of course. This place is terrible. I-I hate to drop all this on you being that you just woke up here, but... this place isn't good. And whoever you might be, I feel like anyone being brought here should know what they've gotten in to. They... they brainwash people, and strange things happen all the time that's almost... almost torture. It's barbaric. I-I'm sure whoever they are have their reasons, but nothing excuses what they do to us here.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

A place cannot naturally be good, nor bad. Places are what we make of it and the obstacles put before us in our environment. And without knowing the actual purpose of why they do what they do, it becomes hard to judge whether or not it's a worthwhile practice.

Do you mean to say you can find no camaraderie even amongst others who are brought here? It'd be rare to find such a...singular person, if that were the case.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

...You almost sound as if you have experience with something like this. I suppose it's not technically the place that's bad then, sure, but those who run it. It's a closed space, you see. The town loops, you can't leave. You get kidnapped, randomly brainwashed into playing along with the facade, and then the things they do to us... it's terrible.


I-I wouldn't say that I guess. Actually I have more friends here than I ever did back home. [Nervous chuckle] Some of us work together to try and find a way out of this, but some... there are some people here that just can't be trusted, or those who would rather stay than leave.

c-can I just hijack your post

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

<sub>[So have you ever felt like something was wrong, that something was off?

Don't be silly, of course you have.

In any case, MOMO woke up somewhere that, well, she couldn't identify at all, in this strange room with these strange pictures, and was in the middle of wondering if she should try calling Juli, when she heard another voice in the house. Going to investigate, she found Wilhelm on the phone.]</sub>

Um...

Sure, but you may want to make a proper intro thread later, since I don't know how many will see it

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm turned around for a moment from the phone at the sound, having believed himself quite alone in the house. He cocked his head as he observed the small Realian. So it would appear he was not the only one from his dimensions shackled here.]

Hello, MOMO Mizrahi.

Oh I will. Just ~*later*~

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

_[¿Qué?]

How do you know my name?

Kay, replies painfully slow since I'm on hiatus

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[He simply stared at the Realian for a moment.]

You do not know me yet.

[That was a statement, not a question.]

nppp

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

_{[¿Por qué?]}

You...know me...?

Re: nppp

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I do.

You could say that I was responsible for some of the less identity-relevant programming in you.

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

_{[WILHELM used CONFUSE! It was super effective! MOMO is now confused!]}

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't give a shit.]

It would appear we have both been entrapped here, regardless. Do you have any idea as to why we're here?

[bulletserenade.livejournal.com]

[Jr. was NOT pleased, to say the least.

And seeing Wilhelm wasn't improving his mood.]

...You.

((No worries, this is fine! I'll have a proper intro for Jr. up sometime tomorrow.))

Replies slow because of hiatus

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[He simply bows his head slightly.]

Hello, Red Dragon.

No worries! I'm also slow, as this laptop is ancient.

[bulletserenade.livejournal.com]

Don't. Call. Me. That.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I do not understand your reluctance to be called as you are.

But as you wish, Rubedo.

[bulletserenade.livejournal.com]

Don't call me that either!

...What the hell did you do, anyway? Where are we?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

As you wish. Which definition, then, do you want me to call you by?

I did not do this. However, our present location appears to be an encapsulated dimensional space called Mayfield.

[bulletserenade.livejournal.com]

My name is Jr., dammit.

...You didn't? I find that hard to believe.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

How odd, that the title you wish to be defined by is the most false of them.

[He doesn't answer. Rather, he makes an incredibly quick, sweeping motion culminating with him pointing at Jr.]