(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

[aceslow]

[ Unseen, Kim only nods. What she says may sound bleak, but it doesn't come as a surprise to him; those who label themselves as war mercenaries rarely have what they would describe as happy lives, and he doubts that it leaves room for much beyond the job. Kim's a cop, not a soldier, and even he has precious little time for his hobbies, though he does have them. ]

Yes. My advice is to make a list -- though I rarely think a list is a bad idea. Somewhere down the line, you'll come across something you enjoy. [ Although... ] Some of the more expensive hobbies will have to wait, however. I think our paychecks are spoken for in acquiring the essentials first.