OC, effectively

[bittervictor]

There's a teenage boy right outside the base, in army fatigues and with a heavy campers backpack. Oh, and obvious weaponry

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[turningyaponese]

[[Insert one long-haired Overman (more like dreadlocks really) approaching you.
Seems like Gainer does his part by patrolling!]]

Where the adults made it? Resistance? Well... I'm not sure what resistance you're talking about, but we've been getting calls to fight off aliens lately.

[bittervictor]

[He looks up and down your unit, evaluating it. Bit flashy for his tastes, but it's obviously maneuverable and advanced...] Nice hardware.

I don't know what it's like where you've been, but my hometown and everywhere in two days walk, the adults have taken a permanent nap. Literally.

[turningyaponese]

...Are you sure you walked here?

[[The mech's vest shifts up and the pilot's seat pushes out.]]

Because we're pretty far from everything... including the worlds we came from...

[bittervictor]

This is another world? I... huh.

Actually, not, that really shouldn't faze me. Given all the weirdness and technobabble being thrown around at home, it wouldn't surprise me at all if you could walk to another world from home.

[turningyaponese]

Well... everyone kinda figures its the base that just draws people here. There's not a whole lot we can do about it, except wait to get home. But at least we've got something to do, and decent board.

[bittervictor]

Gotcha. If 'something to do' includes fighting back, I can do that. If it involves the other jobs in an army... well, I can do Kitchen Patrol too.