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[givenforareason]

[ Oh hey, another new person in Mac Anu. Simon's pretty much wandering around by the entrance to where the Chaos Gate is looking rather bewildered. Strange armor, no cellphone, and it's looking freakishly similar to the MMOs he used to playing. He's not feeling good about this after what he's just gone through -- dealing with a guy who thought he

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[powerlessfinale]

[one of the people that was making their way to the Chaos Gate was wearing a strange get-up, even for The World. A mask that looked more like a helmet and a long billowing cape wasn't everyday fare. But he stops when he hears someone asking the familiar questions of a new arrival]

[changing directions, he walked over to where Simon was before speaking]

There doesn't appear to be a Creator here. [so many ways to interpret that line]

[givenforareason]

[ Simon stopped to stare. Oh well, that was an unusual get-up, but he could say the same about himself. ]

No, there has to be someone. A- [ He pauses, fidgeting, trying to find the right words to use. ] Whoever made this place-- this game.

[powerlessfinale]

... You can tell this is a game?

[wait, no, more important things at hand] We haven't been able to locate them. If there is a Creator behind The World then they haven't shown themselves.

Though it appears that they have moderators keeping tabs on everyone in their place.

[givenforareason]

[ He hesitated. Not exactly proud of his nerdier side. ] I used to play something just like this at home. ...If it's not a game then what is this place?

[ A grimace. That's not the answer he was hoping for. Not at all. This is all rather overwhelming, but he was trying to keep calm. If it's someone using their superpower like he thought then there has to be a foreseeable end. ]

How long have you been here?

[powerlessfinale]

A few people have gotten confused when it was mentioned that this world was a game. Pardon my surprise. I guess if you've played something like this before it's a little easier to believe.

[it's impossible to see the face behind the tinted glass of Zero's Mask, but even the voice changer can't hide the fact that Suzaku sounded like he didn't want to admit the actual answer to that question] This will be my tenth month here in The World.

[givenforareason]

There aren't many explanations I could imagine to explain this.

[ He's a little taken aback by the response. He stared, not quite believing what he had heard. ] Ten months you say? But-- [ There goes his theory that it's someone using their power. ] The storm was only a couple weeks ago...

[ He grimaced. This was all too bizarre, but he's not about to lose hope. However, he's alarmed by the new tidbit of information. Ten months was a long time. ] Whenever something like this happens in the films, the hero always gets out by completing some sort of quest and finishing the game. Haven't you tried something like that?

[powerlessfinale]

It could just be another world all together...

[a pause]

Quests are common place here. If there is another, greater task we need to accomplish then we have been given no clues as to what it is.

[his tone of voice changes momentarily, something softer; a genuinely curious question] You... liked playing video games too, didn't you?

[givenforareason]

[ Another world? It's not a new concept to him thanks to science fiction, but it's a harder concept to grasp in practice. ] That can't be possible. [ Then again, turning invisible shouldn't either and just look at him. He ruminates over that for a moment. ]

So, you've been playing the game and still nothing. [ He seems crestfallen. Obviously, getting out isn't going to be as easy as he thought it would. ]

It's a legitimate hobby. [ He pauses for a moment. Strange place or not, he still wants to make a good impression on people. ]
And you? I mean do you like games as well? Or...other hobbies?

[ He clears his throat. ] I'm Simon.

[powerlessfinale]

That's right. These quests don't have the usual 'find the treasure and return home' feel to them. At least, not for something as useful as returning home.

... I preferred driving games when I was young, but- [stop, then shakes his head] I haven't had much time for those in a long time. [for a moment there, he sounds almost sad... But it's covered up soon enough by a steady reply;]

Call me 'Zero'.

[givenforareason]

But there's always a way out. We had to have entered here somehow. [ Mostly muttering to himself now. He shakes his head, deciding not to dwell on it much for now. ]

[ His lips quirk in an almost smile. ] Plenty of time now to play games, I suppose.

It's nice meeting you, Zero. Thank you. For explaining things to me.

[powerlessfinale]

No problem. I was in your place once after all. And it's easier to find a way out if you don't have to fret about the basics.

... Oh, if you want to contact people without walking up to them, the Relic is what is used to communicate. [and he points to the rather inconspicuous pouch at Simon's side]

[givenforareason]

[ He looks down, glances back up at him before grabbing the pouch. He takes it out and stares at it for a long moment. ] Is it ...supposed to work like an iPhone?

[ He promptly starts fiddling with it, pausing for a moment to look back up at Zero. ] Can you text in here?

[powerlessfinale]

iPhone...? [he's a bit taken aback but all right]

Yes, hang on... [he pulls out his own Relic, holds it out to Simon and- beep beep, here's his member address!] Once you've exchanged member addresses, you can send them flashmails from your Relic. You'll receive a few from the admins as well, if there's anything important happening.

[givenforareason]

[ He stares. Who doesn't know what an iPhone is? ] You...don't know what an iPhone is? Made by Apple? [ Simon gives him a weird look. ]

[ Simon watches, fascinated. ] That's it? No typing in numbers? [A pause. He hesitates. ] Can I tex--flashmail you?

[powerlessfinale]

[he just... shakes his head 'no'. Then again;] The year in my world's calendar is '2018 a.t.b.' It seems that the two of us might be from rather different worlds.

... I wouldn't have given you my member address I didn't want you messaging me. [said bluntly, like it's the most obvious thing ever. Come on now]

[givenforareason]

[ What? His jaw drops slightly. ] 2018..? A.T.B.? Last I checked, it was only 2010. A.D... [ He scratches head. ] On Planet Earth. I'm from Planet Earth. [ Simon quickly added. ]

[ He's taken aback by the bluntness. He fidgets, not sure how to respond. ] Oh, well...Thank you.