(post-mingle) text; un: UEHARA

[metafictions]

Good morning, everyone. I hope you're well.

[read: he hopes that you're not too hungover and that none of you died out there last night.]

Despite the different clans to which we've been assigned, we all find ourselves in strange territory in Jigoku-cho. It may look close to what several of us recognize as Japan, but as you might've already discovered, familiarity does not guarantee similarity. The other day, I met a man who could have easily been from my world, perhaps even my continent or country-- only to discover he hailed from a completely different planet.

So, I'd like to begin gathering information. [He's no Sutoku, but this is important to all of them, and-- as he's been taught-- there are no shortcuts when it comes to investigation.] The more that we know about our fellow lost souls, the more we will have to work from as we learn more about this place and why we're here. We can start with something simple. If you would like, please share where, and when, you are from.

I'll start. I am from Tokyo's 25th Ward, in Japan, on Earth, in the year 2005.

(ooc: feel free to threadjack around! ✌️)

Comments

[kikuichi]

[...]

I don't believe so. Humans do have their politics and wars, but nothing so drastic.

[It's too bothersome to explain, anyway.]

[metafictions]

So just a slightly different distribution of species, then.

[It does make sense, with everything else so different, so he won't question it for now.]

Is it impolite of me to ask if you're human? You haven't been referring to them like you are one yourself.

[kikuichi]

It seems like it! It sound fascinating when you think about it.

I am a spirit.

[Given where they are right now, he thinks it's fine revealing that much.]

Don't worry about it. I appreciate straightforward questions. Others may prefer otherwise.

[metafictions]

Good to know. Thank you for being so direct.

If you're a spirit, this might be a bit of a complicated question, but... are you still alive? So far, there hasn't been much agreement in terms of facts: I don't know whether or not any of us are alive or dead, and every other person has a different story. I don't really think I died, for example, but others are very convinced that they did.

[kikuichi]

[He thinks about it for a moment.]

Well, I don't know how to answer that. I recall simply relaxing in my home for one moment, and then I found myself here. I'd be rather concerned if I die without realising it.

[He was literally just chilling with his tea. It's not like he's out in battle or something.]

[metafictions]

Then you share my experience. It's not likely I died suddenly before arriving.

But we're all lost "souls" here, so... I suppose we're all sort of spirits now, aren't we? [If what they've all been told is true.]

[kikuichi]

I would suppose so.

[Does this mean he lost his physical human form? Which likely doesn't matter in a place like this?]

I'd assume that's a question we should ask to those in charge.

[Lord Enma himself, perhaps?]