001 | The Fallen Angel Searches for Answers

[closetdweller]

[People awake to the Murmur will find a bristling poke at their awareness-- as if someone was trying to figure out the rules and parameters of this new form of communication. There was a sense of cold, as if touching metal or linoleum flooring in the wintertime without shoes, and the vague buzz of a song that some folks from a certain era might recognize-- albeit in fragments.

It was clear that the song was being used to block other whispers and sensations, like a point to focus on.

After a moment, a voice broke through the poorly recalled melodies synthesizer and repetitive lyrics.]

Testing. Testing.

[The young man legally known as Urushihara Hanzo made a popping sound with his lips.]

I'm not used to working in these conditions,

[He admitted, but pressed on.]

But that's not the point. This place is a version of Earth, I think. If there's anyone familiar with that world, can you help a guy figure out what city we're in?

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[closetdweller]

[Shadows and rain were comfortable enough. He had dealt with both often in Ente Isla. Being the only one like himself for so long, he had gotten used to people just acting peculiar around him.]

... That lady with the strange name said it,

[He said, unwittingly releasing an echo of a feminine voice calling him 'sibling' as he answered. There's a shudder on the connection, and a swell of 80s electronica in the background again.

Someone appreciated his privacy.]

At least, she said something to that idea. This way of communicating is very distracting.

But another guy said he saw a sign that said 'Manhattan', so that's a clue. I also woke in a Miggy R's, and I've only seen those on Earth.

[omertosa]

['Lady with a strange name' could be anyone, as far as she's concerned, but that blip of a voice and the sensation it carries makes it abundantly more clear. And it's only when the music swells again that she begins to realize it's a more intentional presence. A good idea for blocking out the background noise of the mind; she'll have to remember that.]

Interesting. I assumed it was Terra, but... it does feel a little off.

[It being an entirely different world would be the least weird part of all of this, to be honest.]

[closetdweller]

[It was unfortunate the the first song he could grab in his memory was a number he had heard the old people listen to on the radio, but if he tried harder he would have come up with something more ridiculous. Like a theme song to an anime.]

You're right. I wasn't sure either because this place doesn't smell right. I can't quite figure it out.

[omertosa]

[Thank god for her pop-leaning taste in music making it more tolerable, even if the song does feel a little dated.]

The smell? Probably not a shock that it's weird, with the state of things here.

[The destruction and the overgrowth, floral and fungal alike, not to mention the odd beasts roaming the place. But there is the sense from her that even all of that feels off somehow. Unbidden, there is the flash of a memory: the sight of a small town in the distance as seen through the window of a passing vehicle, destroyed and abandoned, with the notable presence of large obsidian-esque spires jutting from various places.]

[closetdweller]

[ Urushihara had been doing his best to not focus on the images and feelings that slipped through. The Idea Link was supposed to be superficial-- communication only. The bits that bubbled up from the surface felt invasive, as if he were stepping somewhere that he didn't belong.]

A few people suggested that something big could have happened,

[He said quietly, ]

Including that strange lady. One guy mentioned mushroom clouds... I'm surprised things aren't worse if that happened.