arcanarum

[Yuuta comes onto the network looking confused.

And adorable.]

Why am I eight again?!

[OOC: Sorry for posting this before the event post D:]

meitori

[Yuuta's voice can be heard on the network, and while he sounds like he typically does, you can hear the slight nervousness in his voice and sense that he is choosing his words very carefully.]

Um, hello.

This message is for the Rulers of the island. I would like to make contact with any one of you, or more if you're inclined, and ask some questions, if I could. Many of us have questions about the island, why we were chosen, and other such things. If you could explain some of these things to us, I believe that everyone would be better off and things would go smoother in the long run.

Most people prefer to have knowledge than to be left in the dark anyways.

So... please reply whenever you can. I shall be waiting for your response.

Thank you.

meitori

[Yuuta is the kind of person to follow the rules to the spirit and the letter of the word—so when he images some things up, he is careful not to make anything too familiar. No special brands, nothing he can imagine inside of a box or container.

So in a cleaned corner of his home, the smell of burning wood hovering in the air despite all of the cleaning he has done and all of the other fires he has put out, he is kneeling in front of a small altar: on it is a carefully cut branch from a pine tree he dared to go into the forest for, a plate of a few mochi balls that he made himself (he couldn’t very well conjure up something he could picture so clearly, so the things to make them seemed to be a good loophole), a bowl of some sort of soup, and some tangerines.

Someone is going back to tradition today.

But with a small match, he lights up some incense, and starts to pray.]

Rulers, if you can hear me, please contact me when you are able. I want to know why you are so temperamental with us when you originally brought us here.

meitori

Well, this is very festive.

[Yuuta is going around his house, inside and out, and adjusting the decorations. He considered it a little over done, and thus, there is a pile of decorations, all of them laid out flat and sorted by what they are. Mostly it is mistletoe, but there are streamers, piles on tinsel, and more.]

If anyone would like these decorations, I can meet you somewhere or you could come here. If anyone needs to know, I am in the Rose District, unit nine.

Also, has anyone noticed the abundance of small fires?

meitori

[Yuuta comes onto the screen. He was lucky in that he got a walnut shell, but... He is not too happy with what happened after. Instead of his eyes being their dark brown, they are a medium blue, looking completely out of place on him.]

What transgression do you think the rulers think we committed?

meitori

[Will this never end? Yuuta comes back onto the network after a few days of absence. Panicking, once more.]

Hello? Is someone there? I need help!

[There was a leak, you see. He didn't close his door all the way, and now, a puddle has stranded him.]

anotherchopsuey

[The video switches on and you can see a teenage boy in a very long black robe, a white shirt, a tie with thin silver and emerald stripes and a snake badge on it, a gray sweater and black trousers. He's feeling extremely hot in it.

Only a few minutes ago terrible dead people were saying it's all his fault. Maybe that he is in this strange rose room in extraordinary clothes is his fault, too?]

E-excuse me, I don't mean to be rude but where the hell am I? Is anyone here?

meitori

[There is a crash and a yell of horror.

The video is upside-down, but you can see that there are some curtains on fire and a lot of smoke, and Yuuta comes running with a bucket of water, throwing it onto the burning material, though not getting all of it, and it just grows again by the time he comes back with more. In the end, the curtains are lost, but Yuuta can easily repair them back to what they were. Later. Right now? He comes onto the device, looking horrified and pale, some ash smudged on his face.]

W-What?! I-I don't know what happened! I didn't mean to! How did that happen?!

meitori

[A new face comes onto the network—a typical boy of about eighteen years, of Japanese descent. He doesn’t look very happy in his surroundings: while he is not out in the snow, you can tell that he is thinking about going beyond the house he woke up in an hour ago. It might or might not be a good decision given the weather and his lack of shoes. He is wearing an old set of robes made from homespun cloth with long sleeves and a hood, the edges embroidered with a knot pattern in dark blue thread, though, and it makes his glasses seem all the more out of place. Not that he isn’t out of place anyways.]

Hello. My name is Matsukawa Yuuta and I am from Shinjuku, Japan. I am not sure what is going on, but if anyone has any information to give me, I would greatly appreciate it. I am also in a need of more... modern clothing, please. While these robes are like yukata, I would be more comfortable with a pair of pants.

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