intro log.

[fracturamods]

welcome mingle

( AND SO IT BEGINS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably.

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.

Well - that, and all the people who seem to have woken up alongside you, lost and also probably Doing Their Best™.

There's no need to fret that much though. It's hard to say exactly where you're going next, even though some places might feel a little bit more like a clue, but what you do know is one unshakeable thing:

There's still much more ahead of you.

Comments

[bakaomi]

[ :)

there's a pause, and his expression actually softens a bit. ]

What's going on?

[pseudonyms]

[? Hm. Well he's not yelling anymore and she notices that his expression shifts, but she thinks nothing of it. Rise knows she tends to have that effect on people and instead she tilts her head in response.]

No idea. I woke up here but I don't remember how we got here. Nothing looks familiar...but it's the same for you though, right?

[bakaomi]

[ ... an interesting response, but still not enough to really give him question marks. ]

Right. So you don't have any ideas?

[pseudonyms]

Nothing yet, sorry. [A pouty look that Taka probably finds familiar by now.] I'm still trying to figure out if any of the others are here or if anyone else knows anything about this place.

...where is this train even going?

[bakaomi]

Hell.

[ it's a joke ]

[pseudonyms]

[NO!]

Do not even joke about that! [BAD!!!]

[bakaomi]

Well, for all we know, it could be true...

[pseudonyms]

That wouldn't make any sense. We just left there...[What?]

[bakaomi]

[ ... ]

Huh?

[pseudonyms]

[She starts a bit in surprise.]

Nothing, don't worry about it. [She frowns lightly.] It sort of feels like we're just going around in circles right now though.

[bakaomi]

[ ... hm ]

... maybe we're not meant to know what the destination is?