Welcome to My World!

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Welcome to My World!

It's a whole new world!  And how lucky, you've got a friend(?) who has the responsibility of helping you live through it.  Are you a Super Saiyan getting used to the idea of demons in feudal Japan?  Or maybe you're an angel who's making friends with a pretty sweet alien.  Maybe you just come from an alternate version of earth and need a local to help you overcome culture shock.  Thank goodness you're not alone!

Here's how it works:
1. Leave a post. You will be the guide to any new arrivals to your world!
2. Comment to posts. You are stuck in the world belonging to the person you've tagged. (i.e., if you tag Naruto, you'll be in his world with him as your guide)
3. SHENANIGANS.  Thread out any scenario! Maybe various scenarios!  Write an epilogue when you're done or something. Use this meme to launch a million AUs for the musebox.  DO WHATEVER YOU LIKE.

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[buntails]

[Please tell her this is going to be a friend from another planet and not an enemy. But despite being intimidating, Fang doesn't really seem to have bad intentions...]

Um, well, this is the city of Tokyo, in Japan. We can go on the bus to get back to- um, another city...

[She trails off lamely; not much chance of getting back to Fang's home that way.]

And I'm Usagi.

[saboteuring]

[Tokyo, Japan...does that make Japan the province, country, or world? Either way, it's not Gran Pulse at all. She makes a brief, displeased expression, head turning to the side with a small 'tch.']

Well, this is just grand. As weird as this sounds, kid, I'm not even from 'Japan'.

[Oh right. Introductions.]

Oerba Yun Fang. [Fang, Usagi only gave one name. That make yours a little troublesome, right? And her calling you "Oerba-Yun-Fang" repeatedly will get irritating right quick.] Just, call me Fang.

Nice t' meet'cha.

[buntails]

Nice to meet you! [Behind the bright smile is still an enormous amount of confusion.]

Um, but if you're not from here, [And she's starting to get the idea Fang is from very, very far away indeed] How did you get here?

[saboteuring]

Ding! That is the question. [Fang crosses her arms again, taking in the city around her (and the people staring).] Last thing I know, I was...

[Fang trails off, and her expression freezes, though her eyes darken. But her expression relaxes again, the tension gone as soon as it had come.] Asleep. Maybe I'm dreamin'. [She pinches herself on the forearm.] Doesn't feel like I'm asleep. Huh.

[buntails]

[Usagi's turn to pinch herself. She gives a quick wince as she does.]

Nope. I think we're both awake. [And if they aren't, who's in who's dream?]

[saboteuring]

Well. Either I'll wake up or maybe I'll pop back home at some point. Either way, looks like I'm here for right now. [Fang surveys the surroundings again.]


Y'know, I could go for something to eat. [Although...this doesn't look like the place to run down an animal to cook it. And she doesn't have money for the market. At least, not this world's money. Hm.]

[buntails]

We can go to Crown! It's a cafe right across from the arcade. [If anyone thinks Usagi hasn't already overspent her allowance, they don't know her; but surely she'll run into someone to help them out.]

[saboteuring]

[An ar-what?] I probably shouldn't a' said nothin'. Come to think of it now, I don't really have money from here. [Fang pulls out a thin, plastic card from one of the pouches on her belt.] Unless this'd pass for money here.

[buntails]

No way! If you have a credit card, we're all set!

[Umm. Might want to check what sort of bank it's from, Usagi.]

[saboteuring]

This'n's an incentive chip. Not sure if that's the same. [In fact, the 'credit card' is pure white, and completely blank. Maybe not from a bank around here, Usagi.] But, if you think it'll work. If it doesn't, we can always run away, right? [Fang grins, and she may or may not be joking. But she's probably joking.

Probably.]

[buntails]

[Usagi, oblivious, agrees right away.]

Let's go then! We can try the new dessert. And one of the new teas!

[saboteuring]

[Well this girl is easy to get along with. Somehow, her demeanor reminds her a bit of Vanille...] Alright then.


...What's a tee?

[buntails]

[Blink blink.]

Tea. You know! Tea! That you drink!

[saboteuring]

Mm, nope. Can't say I've ever had it.

[buntails]

[That's seriously close to unbelievable.]

Come on! They have a jasmine tea I bet you'll really like!

[saboteuring]

If you say so. Lead the way, kid.

[buntails]

It's just a couple blocks over. I can practically taste their crepes!

[This would be Usagi moving much much faster than she'd ever get home with a bad test grade.]

[saboteuring]

[...Fang's not really sure what a 'crape' is either, but she imagines Usagi will introduce her, if it's as bad as her not knowing what 'tee' is.

The l'Cie is quite used to hurrying, so Usagi's pace doesn't bother her - she keeps up easily.]

[buntails]

[Usagi chatters on as they go, enthusing about this food or that.]

I wish we could try them all at once! [She laughs a bit awkwardly, because that's.. excessive, she knows.]

[saboteuring]

Are there a lot? [It's been a Very Long time since she's been to a cafe. The ones in Oerba were more like really large potlucks - everyone brought something, and everyone partook. Some of the bigger cities had cafes, and she remembers seeing the same in Cocoon - not that she had to stop in and eat.]

[buntails]

A whole menu of goodies! You haven't tasted a sundae til you've tried their chocolate thunders!

[saboteuring]

Chocolate thunder, eh? Sounds a little dangerous. I don't know if I want my food thunderin' at me.

[buntails]

It's just a type of sundae. [There's that everyone-knows-this awkward smile again.]

[saboteuring]

I'll take your word for it, kid.

[Fang casually laces her hands behind her head, pointedly peering at a passerby that gives her (and the weapon behind her) a strange look.]

Don't know what a sundae is either. Looks like I've got a lot to learn. Here's hoping this doesn't turn into a nightmare.

[buntails]

Ice cream, chocolate syrup, toppings... [She's getting the very, very odd impression this is still not going to ring bells.]