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[idkmybffblastia]

Oof, my head... Guys, what happened? Did I pass out or something?

...guys?

Wh-What the hell is going on here? H-Hey, Yuri, this isn't funny! Whose house is this!? ...Why am I in these pictures?

Hey! Somebody! What's going on here, and who do I need to hurt to fix it!?

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[tuppingl1berty]

[[Elsewhere]]
Oh hey, confusometer readings, from...*checking*...Yuki's house, it seems.

*minutes later, the telephone at Rita's home starts ringing.*

[idkmybffblastia]

Uh...

*picks it up hesitantly*

What is this thing?

[tuppingl1berty]

It's a phone.

Let me guess: In a strange house with no idea of how you got there?

[idkmybffblastia]

Whoa! Whoa. Okay. Uh. Yeah, Phone, that's about right.

[tuppingl1berty]

What? I'm not Phone, I'm talking to you through the phone!

[idkmybffblastia]

Well, how was I supposed to know that!? We don't have "phones" where I come from!

...Now start talking! Where the hell am I!?

[tuppingl1berty]

You're in Mayfield. It's the most pleasant, charming, and whimsical town you'll ever find that's also secretly a prison.

[idkmybffblastia]

WHAT!? I-I didn't do anything to get thrown in prison! In fact, I'm pretty sure I'm saving the damn world!

[tuppingl1berty]

Join the club. The people they send here seem to be completely random.

[idkmybffblastia]

WHY!?

[tuppingl1berty]

We're uh...still working on that one. My theory is that the people in charge are a bunch of crazies.

[idkmybffblastia]

You've gotta be kidding me. I seriously don't have time for this.