[Voice] -1-

[red_vindication]

[click]

So... this is some sort of pda, right?
How does this thing get service when my phone doesn't?

Well, since someone was nice enough to leave me a note, I can't be completely alone, you know?

So to whoever kidnapped me: is there a reason I'm here?  Or are you just gonna let a fourteen year old wander around alone?

I- [the sound of

Comments

[mindovermanners]

Seeing as how you have already been offered an escort and linked to one of the best compendiums of information we have, there is not much I can do but...introduce myself.

I am Sir Integra Hellsing, second to one mister Garcian Smith. I welcome you to Discedo, despite the fact that it is ...not exactly a welcoming place.

[Voice]

[red_vindication]

From the list... So you're one of the leaders, huh?
Is there a 'Discedo government' or something?

According to Amnesty International and the Human Rights Watch, there are worse places I could be, you know?

But seriously, how do I get back? I was kinda in the middle of stuff.

[Voice]

[mindovermanners]

Yes. 'From the list'. I would not exactly call what we have here at Discedo a government, but merely a group of people that have taken it upon themselves to put their energy and time into improving everything they can here.

...There is a chance of you being returned to your home, but it is slim. On occasion, people will dissapear - completely dissapear - from Discedo and it is assumed that they return home. That does not happen as often as some would like. I suppose you can just hope that happens to you, but you can do nothing more than wish.

[Voice]

[red_vindication]

How nice of you all. This place still needs a lot of improvement.

How do I get in on that? If I'm gonna be stuck here, not that I'm gonna stop trying to leave, I don't wanna just sit around.

The 'missing persons' list, right?
Why not just put their faces on milk cartons?

[mindovermanners]

[[ooc: lawl, I misread something and completely borked my response ._. reposting it now -feels like an idiot-]]

[Voice]

[mindovermanners]

There are many things we could use help with. First of all - what are your skills? Talents? Interests?

...We do not put their faces on milk cartons because all the milk cartons here are full of spoiled milk. Therefore, nobody even glances at the cartons.

[Voice]

[red_vindication]

Well. You could say I have some medical experience.
[A small laugh]

I have a medical textbook with me, actually.

And I can handle myself with computers, but I doubt that'll be of use in a place like this. I also doubt that my music interest will be of much use.

Humor still exists here, right?
I'd hate to think the gloom has squashed it.

[Voice]

[mindovermanners]

Ah, medical experience. We only have a few doctors here, so you could very well be of use.

There are many people here that have a tremendous interest in music. You will know them when you find them.

...Humor is still alive here, I suppose. In nooks and crannies and different people.

[Voice]

[red_vindication]

I'm no doctor. But I could help out.
Like an assistant or something, you know?

With so many worlds, there must be some interesting music here, huh?

That's good to know.