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[consumingly]

At the moment, I can't imagine any rural roads in North America which, if you happen to take a wrong turn, leads to a city like this one. I spent quite a while wandering the area, I have found nothing along the lines of a city name, much less a route home. A troubling thing, when you happen to be a traveler without a means back

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[crossshapedscar]

Maa, maa... you've found your way to the City, that you have.

Ano... this would probably help you more than this unworthy one's attempts at explanation, that it would.

[ooc; I'm so mean. First I throw him at Girlycard, now at Hannibal the Cannibal. *hangs head in shame*]

[consumingly]

Well, that much I have gathered. Just 'the City'? I don't think there's any place back home that only goes by that.

But, of course, a city like this probably wouldn't be documented back home.

Thank you for the guide.

[ooc; XD]

[crossshapedscar]

Hai, hai, it's just called "the City," that it is.

You're welcome, that you are.

Ah, Sumimasen. This unworthy one's name is Himura Kenshin, that it is.

[consumingly]

Hannibal Lecter. It's a pleasure.

You must be japanese, then.

[broken_tool]

I'm afraid you have been taken from your world...in a sense, this place is called the City and there seems to be no way out...unless the Gods here allow it.

As for the ticking, it won't stop until you are near a companion. Animals help greatly...but people really stp the ticking.

Ah, my manners...I am Haku.

[consumingly]

...Gods? I'm sorry to admit, I don't believe in things like that. Do you mean the people in charge?

The ticking doesn't bother me, at least not at the moment. I'm only curious as to why it can be heard from anywhere.

Haku...Japanese, isn't it?

[broken_tool]

That's what the people around here call them...to tell you the truth, if they have the power to bring the dead back to life...they must be some form of powerful beings, hm?

I don't really know, myself...it's an odd sort of thing. I guess it's really this place's way of making you be social.

Japanese? I am not familiar with that...I come from the Village Hidden in the Mist.

Would you like to be shown around?

[consumingly]

...I'm sorry to say, I don't believe in that either.

A simple and effective method, really. It can do plenty to one's nerves in a short amount of time, even if I'm not bothered by it at the moment. Ticking...it's an ominous sound, is it not?

...Mm. Only curious.

Perhaps sometime.

[ohrosalita]

Welcome to the City, it helps if you check your logic at the door.

[consumingly]

Duly noted, then.

Is there really no way to get back home?

[ohrosalita]

I'm not sure it's true that ways home don't exist at all, from what I hear they're one of those things that happen when you least expect them.

Not very helpful, I know, but not much here is.

[consumingly]

So, it's not so much something you can uncover yourself, as it is something that comes to you? Inconvienent, but most answers never come easy, I suppose.

[repairedbywebs]

American.

Another one.

[consumingly]

European, actually. To tell the truth, I wasn't in America very long before coming here.

[repairedbywebs]

Really? Where in Europe?

[consumingly]

France, for a while.

[againstgod]

The routes back to anyone's home are too little and too difficult to find.

[consumingly]

A pity. I really looked forward to finishing things up back home.

[againstgod]

Many like this place. It has so much to offer.

[consumingly]

Much to offer? I'd like to know more.