First Rebirth- [Voice]

[neverquitedies]

[The device clicks on, and all that's heard is a soft breath for a moment, before Yuca speaks quietly.]

...I didn't expect a future like this one.

[He died, didn't he?  He remembered pulling the trigger- so the only logical conclusion was that this was the future, six hundred years from his last memory.  Just to be on the safe side-]

What year is it

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[obeymyorder]

[Skipping formalities--!]

You're no longer in your world. And you cannot go back.

[neverquitedies]

You're speaking metaphorically?

[obeymyorder]

No, actually.

It's unfortunate, but I'm being quite literal. This place is called Adstringendum, and I'm much too tired to explain all the details of just what has happened to draw people from other worlds to this place.

All we know is, you cannot go back.

[neverquitedies]

...Ah.

And you're from- one of these other worlds?

Video

[bloodseal_soul]

It looks like the other boy covered it.

Ah, welcome. It's disorienting at first, but don't worry too much, this place isn't so bad.

Uhm, a safe place to stay is Ms. Unohana's clinic at [x,y].

Avoid the rabbits.

Video

[neverquitedies]

[He appears only vaguely interested, as if something else was weighing heavy on his mind.]

Yes, it does seem rather interesting, doesn't it?

Rabbits and clinics- thank you.

Video

[bloodseal_soul]

[Now that's strange, he's not freaking out. Most people do.]

If, ah... you're worried about something back in your world, it's all right. Apparently time stops back there.

You're welcome. Ah, what's your name...? I'm Alphonse.

Video

[neverquitedies]

[Yuca glances down toward the screen- the shock of arriving here must really be getting to him, because the smile comes a split-second too late to be natural.]

Yuca Collabel.

The other boy said we can't go back. Does this mean that everyone here is dead? ['Is this some kind of afterlife?']

[Video]

[1_resonance]

[The PCD emits some tapping sounds, as though there are fingers accidentally bumping buttons. Aya was aiming for using the voice feed, but ended up turning on video feed instead. The angle is crooked, but it certainly doesn't hide the fact that her eyes can't see.]

The year was 1999 when I was brought here. But that was in my world, and it was probably a different year in yours when you were brought here.

I don't... I don't think Adstringendum has a year.

[Video]

[neverquitedies]

[He tilts his head at the skewed angle for a moment, smiling briefly before realizing she was blind, and letting the expression slip quickly from his face.]

Still, it's useful to know about when people arrive from. [His tone is upbeat, as if making up for the smile that his expression lacked.] Especially if dealing with technology and- science, that sort of thing.

Nobody's devised a method of keeping the time yet?

[Video]

[1_resonance]

[She frowns.]

It's funny.
Everyone here seems to have a general grasp on the concept of time. We know days, nights, seasons, and months. Even years.
But in terms of keeping track of time, I don't know if anyone's found a way to do it. I haven't been here for very long.

It's a strange sort of stasis.

[Video]

[neverquitedies]

[He understands- it's only logical that people have been here for years if nobody could ever escape. For all he knew, it's been going on forever.]

Do you know when it first started? When people first started being transported- when this... thing collapsed.

[jam_lover_13]

It's not the future. Just a diffrent world.

[neverquitedies]

So I've been told. How many people are around here, anyway?

[jam_lover_13]

About 200, I think.

[neverquitedies]

That's quite a lot!

My name is Yuca. Thank you for helping me.

[vile_queen]

It is most likely that this is not the future of your world.

[neverquitedies]

That's what several of the others said as well... however, anything is possible- especially given a long time-frame.

[vile_queen]

True. What year are you from? From what I gather, this is... 2009. Several years in my future. But there is too little resemblence between my own world and this; there is no connection.

[neverquitedies]

I... don't remember.

2009? What was your world like, then?