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locked_down2018-08-12 11:24 am
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Awaken...
[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
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[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
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[ Bro. ]
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Nope! It's 2016! ...Last time I checked.
Wait, are you from the future or am I from the past?!
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[ Is he even for real? ]
How do I know you're not messin' with me?
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[ Trying to explain how you're from the past is a lot more difficult than it looks ]
L-Look, I'm not lying about being from the past. Where I come from, cars are on wheels! And we've got smartphones! I mean, I don't have one, but Totty does! And we definitely don't have robots that commonplace! Just because Totoko-chan became a giant mecha and blew me up with missiles doesn't mean that robots are all over the place!
[ ...yeah, try to get your head around that. ]
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[ What.............. was that last part? ]
Yeah, okay, none of that made any fucking sense but the late 2010's were fucking awful so I'm just gonna believe you. No one else would willingly wanna go back then.
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[ This is what happens when you live in a gag anime world ]
I didn't go back. You're just forward or something! Or-- whatever! Ugh, time travel's confusing!
...Anyways, you haven't seen anybody who looks like me?
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That might actually explain why these tablets are so fucking clunky. And who the hell even uses fitbits anymore? Those got bought out decades ago.
[ He shrugs. ]
Think I'd remember if I saw one, so nope. Far as I can tell, it's just you.
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Ugh! Come on...! Am I seriously the only Matsuno here?!
[ Yep. ]
Why me?!
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[ He does feel kinda bad... I mean, he's a civilian. ]
What's your name?
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[ Osomatsu slouches in exasperation. So his brothers aren't here then. Ugh. ]
...Name's Matsuno Osomatsu. [ wait this is a westerner so ] Er, Osomatsu Matsuno? First name's Osomatsu.
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[ Blinks. ]
Thanks for clarifying cause I never would've guessed. Osomatsu, huh? Kind of a mouthful, no offense.
[ But he'll be nice... ]
Name's Hank Anderson. You can probably guess which is which.
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Yeah, name orders are confusing. I get ya.
...can I call ya Oji-san? Ya look like an oji-san.
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[ Hello, Hank is a useless American. ]
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[ And Osomatsu is a useless Japanese, so it all evens out! ]
Uh, literally it means 'uncle'. But back in Japan we tend to use it for old people as well! Plus it's friendly [ usually ]! And you do look kinda old!
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Okay, it's more like 20 seconds or so but he can't even deny it. ]
Fine, alright. [ He siiighs. Boy, he could use a drink. ] Guess I can't deny being an old fart.
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'Kay, thanks! [ This can only end well. ]
...Sooo, this place is bullshit, huh? [ Can they at least bond in their hatred of universities that kidnap people? ]
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[ Yes, they can definitely bond about this! ]
Who the fuck kidnaps a bunch of people, and thinks a school is a good place to put 'em? And where the fuck does the time-traveling come in?
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The kind of person who has too much fuckin' time on their hands, that's who! You could time travel for anything but no, let's just kidnap people from the past and future and force them to go to school! The fuck?!
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Fuckin' exactly! What the hell is this, some kinda next-level escape room bullshit? They gonna give us a test at the of this or some shit?