[1] - We're not in a post-apocalyptic dystopian city anymore, toto.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Action: Morning, 312 Miller St. || Not!Family]

[When Badou wakes up to the noticeable lack of the scent of cigarette smoke that settled so lovingly around his apartment, he knows something is amiss. Seconds later, he further realizes there is something very wrong when he finds that he's suddenly regained what people with two eyes take for granted

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[techno_mancer]

Ya want cigs? I can give ya mine. I'm... tryin' to quit.

I take it you're new here?

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Man, today is beautiful now, weird new location aside] Really? Shit, man, I don't even know ya, but you're alright. Your place or mine?

Yep. Going though the what the fuck is this place motions right now. Got some...Pretend kids here and they're fillin' me in on some of the details.

[techno_mancer]

Hey, I'm all about meetin' new people in this town. Name's Quinn. I don't get out enough nowadays. I'm at 339 Brady. Ya can't miss it; look for the garage that don't exactly fit the 50s decor.

I've been here for over a year now, so I can probably fill ya in as well.

[fthisgetmecigs]

The name's Badou. Hope you'll excuse me bein' fashionably late. Don't even know where the fuck Miller street is compared to the rest of this place.

[Bit of a pause. When he speaks, he sounds like he's a bit confused for a moment.] 50s decor? Huh.. I might have to ask ya to fill in some more details too.

[techno_mancer]

Yeah, pretty much everythin' looks the same, but check the street signs 'n' you'll be good to go.

I'll warn ya now, there ain't much good news about this place, though.

[fthisgetmecigs]

Yeah, one of my pretend kid's told me there's giant crabs or some shit on occasion.

So yeah. I'm gonna meander out and try to find your place. If ya see a handsome devil with long red hair goin' "I fuckin' need smokes!", that'll be me.

[techno_mancer]

Giant crabs was just one highlight. 'N one of the more tame things, to be honest.

Well, wander by Brady Lane, and listen for music comin' from a garage. If ya see a handsome devil with long blonde hair chillin' in there, that'll be me.

[ACTION]

[fthisgetmecigs]

[And so Badou wanders the freakishly clean-cut and uniform streets for a little bit and through what can be assumed is dumb luck (Something not wholly foreign to Badou), he comes across Brady lane. Also, oh hey, there's a blonde dude and music is playing.]

Yo. You Quinn? [Waves a hand in greeting as he ambles towards the driveway.]

[techno_mancer]

Hey! [He gives a wave from a loveseat. He's got the whole place set up to be his whole little home away from home - a couch, fridge, 60-inch flatscreen TV, video games, computers, speakers, even a DJ mix table. A little 2010 oasis.] You Badou? Come on in.

[fthisgetmecigs]

[Holy shit look at all this fucking awesome shit. In a garage. Okay some of it he doesn't quite recognize, but hell. It's probably awesome as fuck too.]

Looks like you're set for fuckin' everything.

[Meanders up the driveway and takes a look a that glorious TV.]

[techno_mancer]

Yeah, I guess they're tryin' to win me over by sendin' on my stuff from home. Ain't workin', but I'm glad to have it all anyway.

I don't know how advanced technology is in DOGS outside TVs /sob /headcanons

[fthisgetmecigs]

Y'look like you were loaded in your world or somethin'. Shit, that TV's huge.

[He's so busy poking at the video game console he almost forgets his mission.]