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What's up? I'm just a user - you might even call me AGenericUser. Sometimes I do an obscure little thing called roleplay - maybe you've heard of such a thing before? At any rate, there's not really much to tell you about myself. I like JRPGs though, so there's that I guess.

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I can wait, myself, but there's definitely nothing wrong with closing it down. You've got a lot you need to do, and stuff like that can put a hamper on writing.

But anyways, thank you for the roleplay!

@vancexentan @Crimmy

A Few Blocks Away From The Park...?

After Ishido Yoichi's attempt to awaken the seemingly asleep figure on the ground, he felt it'd be best to do something else. Perhaps he'd find answers to what he'd been seeking? Once more, Ishido recalled that the whole 'golden fog' situation was seemingly rather odd... and now that Ishido thought about it, it certainly was odd. Being teleported wasn't unusual at all - Ishido had seen that on TV a few times... but he'd never seen the people on TV get teleported to what was basically the same place... only with a distinctive golden fog and no people in sight.

As Ishido scoured the room, a possibility made itself clear. What if he and his new friend from earlier hadn't been teleported? What if... what if the light from earlier was harmful? Perhaps it knocked them out, and they awoke later... and in that time, perhaps the fog rolled in?

However, Ishido's theory was interrupted as he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. A distinctive glint of a metallic object peeked out to Ishido's eyes from underneath a basket of clothes. It seemed to have a sharp edge to it.

Ishido wasn't completely a fool, though. Even with his dodgy memory, he knew what this was - it was quite evidently a weapon, judging from the metallic appearance and the sharp edge. All this brought to light a worrying possibility, regarding the figure lying on the floor.

However, Ishido was certainly not a fool when it came to the Tarot Deck. After all, the strange fortune teller had picked the Death card for him, which briefly surged into Ishido's mind. But, more or less - the issue of the unmoving figure was on Ishido's mind instead.

A figure, seemingly a person, found lying on the ground... not reacting to anything. While Ishido Yoichi himself was a heavy sleeper, even he would've woken up from the noise he caused in the presence of the non-moving figure. He'd tripped and fell, and even touched it, yet still it showed no sign of movement. Before, Ishido Yoichi considered dumping a bucket of water on the figure, just as Mrs. Yoichi occasionally did to him, but... he doubted it would work. Besides, it would be a waste of good water.

So that left one possibility. The figure on the floor was not asleep... they were broken. And now, Ishido had plausible evidence for this hypothesis. He'd found what seemed to be a knife.

'This knife must've been used on that person... and now they're broken, I'm guessing. Though, I drew the Death card earlier... did I cause this? If I didn't draw that card, that person would still be alive, wouldn't they? The fortune teller said something about Death not actually meaning you'll get broken, but it's still a card called Death... but maybe I don't understand that stuff so well. Mr. Yoichi calls it 'breaking', but nobody else does. They call it dying. It's a little weird.'

Ishido squatted down and went to grab the blade, but he then overheard a fairly loud noise... a familiar voice that asked if everything was alright downstairs. This was Hans, if Ishido's memory served.

"I think I found the homeowner, but he's asleep or broken!" Ishido replied, pulling himself to his feet and walking back over to the figure, to check out the situation once more.
@Crimmy @vancexentan

A Few Blocks Away From the Park?

The strange being on the floor was cold... surprisingly so. While a slight shock for Ishido Yoichi, this was not where his concern lied. No - his concern lied regarding the figure on the ground.

They didn't react to Ishido's touch... as if they were in a deep sleep.

'... This man's asleep... or he's broken.' Ishido thought, removing his hand from the being on the ground. 'Wait... is it a man or a woman? Perhaps I'll check...'

Ishido leant down slowly... but clumsily, he managed to slip once more, causing him to fall onto his knees.

'No... that can wait for later. I'll have to find something to wake up this man... or woman. Mrs. Yoichi occasionally slaps me across the face to wake me up... maybe that'll work? Or... or a bucket of water. That always wakes me up... I'll see what I can find. If I can't find anything, then... I'll slap the person awake.'

Ishido knew the figure didn't even react in the slightest to his touch, or the noise of him falling onto the floor knee-first... but he still felt as if the figure was in a very, very deep sleep... or they were broken. Ishido leaned towards the former... and planned to wake up the figure.

He had questions, after all.

With that, Ishido slowly pulled himself to his feet and scanned the room for anything else of note.
Sorry that I haven't made a post, not really sure how to continue from my previous scene at the moment.
@Crimmy @vancexentan

A few blocks away from the park?

Ishido had entered the room, still with a burning curiosity - and 'bravery', merely born from a lack of understanding regarding the situation he'd found himself in. Ishido's goal remained unchanged, too... he wished to find the homeowner, which Ishido thought would answer any lingering questions he had. Was the golden fog truly toxic fumes, or was Ishido mistaken? This was a very viable possibility...

Ishido was lost in thought as he gazed around the dark, decrepit looking house. At first, he thought about things relating to his situation... though in time, he found his mind drifting off to more casual matters.

'I want to be an interesting person,' Ishido pondered. 'When I asked Mr. Yoichi about what makes a person a person... he listed five things. He also said I was weird in the good way, but... What were those things? I'll have to pull out my notebook and see...'

Casually, Ishido leaned against one of the house's walls as he pulled out his notebook, along with a small blue pen from his pocket. Immediately, Ishido flipped through the pages of the notebook - to the first page that wasn't filled with writing. But upon laying eyes on this page, Ishido found that what he sought was not present... he'd neglected to write it down! That, or he'd written it on another page... this was a very plausible explanation.

As Ishido held his notebook in place and prepared to write, however... he found himself faced with a conundrum... he didn't recall the date. This irritated Ishido. He couldn't write a diary entry if he didn't know the date! Never, ever had Ishido seen a diary entry without the date... it was simply not a thing that people should do. Everyone else signed the date onto their diary... evidently, there was a reason for it. Ishido didn't know why, exactly, but he did it anyways. Besides - it was useful, in that it allowed Ishido to remember what happened on what day. How convenient!

With a sigh, Ishido stepped away from the house's wall and looked around. His curiosity still remained, though he had previously grown sidetracked... thought it had passed. What was in the room? It was up to Ishido Yoichi to solve that mystery.

The very first thing that stuck out to Ishido was interesting, no doubt. There was something that Ishido spotted on the floor's carpet, something darker than midnight. In shape, it looked human - but it seemed to lack some of the features that a human would possess, at least in Ishido's experience. In a way, it seemed almost... blank to Ishido. And, this resonated with Ishido Yoichi, the self proclaimed blank slate.

'Blank... that's a lot like me, isn't it?' Ishido thought, stepping closer and closer to whatever it was on the floor. 'I... I don't want to be some blank slate... but I don't have my memories, if I even had any. So that's what I am, a blank slate... for now.'

'But Mr. Yoichi and Mrs. Yoichi told me something. Everyone starts off as a blank slate! And when you've got a blank slate, there's one thing to do...' Ishido continued to think. 'You can add to it. That's what I want to do with myself.'

Ishido's train of thought was swiftly brought off the rails by a vaguely familiar voice... as familiar as a voice he'd heard once or twice could be, anyways. If Ishido remembered correctly... the voice was from the boy Ishido had encountered earlier, known as Hans. From the sound of it, they'd asked if everything was alright... nothing was particularly out of the ordinary to Ishido at all.

The figure on the ground - that was the homeowner, wasn't it? Ishido thought they were sleeping on the ground... this was something of note to Ishido. Mr. and Mrs. Yoichi always slept in a bed, and so did Ishido. But perhaps they were doing it all wrong? Perhaps it was best to sleep on the ground? Perhaps the Yoichi family were outliers regarding sleeping style? When Ishido got home, he had a plan. That plan was to sleep on the floor.

Ishido placed a hand onto the figure, then replied to Hans's question calmly, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. After all... nothing was out of the ordinary! Right?

"I'm okay." Ishido replied, with his usual calm, unfazed demeanor, oblivious to the situation around him. "I found someone, though. I'm going to wake them up."
@Crimmy @vancexentan

A few blocks away from the park?

As Ishido wandered through the dark, mysterious house... he began to realize that something felt distinctly off. Ishido couldn't fathom as to precisely what, however... though, Ishido simply tried to brush it off. Chances were it was something normal, something everyday to other people. They wouldn't even think anything was odd about the house, wouldn't they?! It was just an ordinary house, not too different from the Yoichi household. The strangest thing about it was that it was dark, and even then... Ishido knew that was completely normal.

So why did it still feel like something was weird, to the scarfed wanderer Ishido Yoichi? Again, he knew not why... but he placed those thoughts to the back of his mind and continued his investigation of the house. He kept a watchful eye open for anything that caught his attention, but either there was nothing - or he hadn't seen anything, which was the more likely possibility.

Suddenly, Ishido shivered, completely out of the blue. All of a sudden... he felt cold. It was a similar feeling to that of one breathing onto another's skin... a chilling feeling. With a flinch, Ishido immediately paused and gasped lightly... only to dismiss the strange sensation. While it did feel like someone was breathing on Ishido's skin, it was more than likely not the case. Mr. Yoichi always told Ishido to keep a sharp mind... and that the mind can trick you into believing things to be something they are not. After all, the sensation was a cold one. The wind could be cold, too, and it seemed completely reasonable to Ishido that a dark house would be rather cold.

Then, out of the corner of his eye - something piqued Ishido's attention. An open door...! At that moment, Ishido had an epiphany of sorts. The door to the house was ajar, wasn't it? Someone had opened it... unless the boy called Hans had opened it prior. But this door Ishido just encountered... it was open, too.

The theory Ishido had arrived on was that someone had entered the house, likely the homeowner - and that they'd entered the door that Ishido had his eye on. Ishido was hoping to encounter the homeowner. Perhaps they knew more about the situation, or they could confirm Ishido's theory on the golden fog?

And chances were, in Ishido's mind... that the homeowner lied beyond the door in front of him. A subdued excitement built in Ishido. Chances were, he was going to meet the homeowner! Perhaps they'd know more about the situation, and could help him and that Hans fellow out.

'I wonder how he's going...' Ishido wondered, as he slowly approached the ajar door that seemingly awaited to be opened, his steps audible. 'That Hans guy is still out there... I hope he's alright out there. Both of us sound pretty clueless... well, on this situation. I'm clueless all the time...'

Ishido placed a hand onto the ajar door, and began to open it. Was he brimming with bravery, burning like flames - or rather, was he simply full of ignorance regarding his current situation? Could he even fathom what he'd found himself in?

It was more than likely the latter.
@Crimmy @vancexentan

The boy Ishido was with revealed his name - Hans Olsen. Along with that, as it would turn out... Hans was part of an exchange program, from Norway to Japan. This interested Ishido, for he knew little about other countries. After all... he needed to learn about the country he was already in, first. All Ishido knew of Norway was that it was a place that existed, out there in the vast, enormous world.

'This 'Hans' person... he seems pretty interesting.'

With a nod, Ishido began heading into the house when a realization came to his mind. The fog... the fog! Something about it clicked with him for a moment. It wasn't ordinary fog... it was something like he'd seen somewhere else! This fog was familiar.

The golden fog... had Ishido solved its secret?

"The fog...!" Ishido suddenly spoke out to Hans, as he slowly walked to the entrance of the house. "Maybe it's not fog at all. Maybe... it's toxic fumes? I learned about those recently... aren't they unhealthy to be in? Because it made me feel a little weird to be in it..."

Ishido grinned slightly at his sudden realization. He was sure that this was the true nature of the 'fog'! He thought he'd solved an enigmatic mystery, its answer lost to the ages. However, Ishido quickly and suddenly hid his small grin with his palm, which he held open and a few inches away from his face...

'This is like what the people on TV do... with their fancy poses with their hands, isn't it? I'm not sure why I did it all of a sudden, but... That could be my thing, to make myself less of a blank slate.' Ishido pondered, still hiding his grin. 'But... on a different note, I solved that mystery. I think I feel a little... prude? I think that's the right word for it.'

Ishido then abruptly turned away, and started heading deeper into the mysterious house... full of burning curiosity, and a drive for discovery. To Ishido, he'd solved one mystery already. He felt like he could easily investigate this odd house... not that he knew what was particularly odd about it, really. He simply had gained the impression that it was odd, not even knowing what made it odd.

'I came in here to ask about that golden fog, didn't I...? I almost forgot. Well... I think it's still worth looking around. I kind of feel like I'm in a bit of an odd situation... judging from what that Hans guy said.' Ishido thought to himself, as he headed into the darkness of the house without a word.

'Me and that Hans guy got teleported by that pink light. He even said so... it looks like we're near the park, but the fog just suddenly appeared... and everyone disappeared. All of that is pretty weird... apparently. I don't think this is actually the street near the park.'
@Crimmy

Nope, Ishido hasn't really entered the house yet. At most, I'd say he's put a foot into the house so far. Sorry if I'm going a little slow with progress!

But the next scene I've got planned will involve Ishido checking out the place... a little, if that's no problem. I should be able to get it up sometime later tonight - in AEST.
@vancexentan


A few blocks away from the park?


Ishido's knocking on the door proved fruitless. There was not a response to the knocking sound... but the action instead slightly pushed open the door of the house with a distinctive sound. The door had been opened... and something caught Ishido's eye. A boundary, and on that boundary... was a pair of brown shoes.

'So someone must be here,' Ishido considered as he set a foot down into the house. 'Perhaps they're asleep? In that case, I will head to their room and wake them up. I hope they know about this golden fog... not even that other boy knows anything about it.'

Turning to face the other boy, Ishido spoke. Ishido thought it'd be best to introduce himself to this other boy? It was simply a hunch, but he thought it might be a good idea.

"Oh... people call me Ishido Yoichi. It's not my real name, but it's the only name I have." Ishido explained, and forced out a small chuckle. Oftentimes, Mr. Yoichi would chuckle after saying things - so Ishido was trying to replicate that.

Ishido quickly turned his attention away from the other boy to the inside of the house once more. The shoes implied that someone was there... didn't they?
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In my experience it's pretty painful... I haven't had many but they mess me up real bad personally.
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