% And here we go with another one.
Reality as we know it is made up of a nearly infinite number of
parallel universes, some almost identical to our own, some to alien as
to defy understanding.
% Like the New Jerseyverse. Very scary.
This is the way of things, the way things have always been.
Something has happened. Time as we know it is about to unravel
completely. The multiverse stands on the brink of disaster.
You have become Unhinged from time.
You are the newest of
% And let’s see where we go from here.
"All right you chubby bastard! Where the hell am I and
% I, and
I lay on my side in a seemingly endless field of grass. It stretched
off to the horizon in all directions I could see without a single bump
or blemish. Rolling onto my back with a groan, I could see despite an
abundance of light, there was no sun in the blue expanse above.
I pulled myself into a sitting position, my hands automatically
reaching for and checking the position of the Cresent Moon strapped to
my chest. Still there. Good. I sat cross-legged on the grass and took
a good look around.
% Moon Knight?
She was a fairly short redhead with an odd pigtail and wearing Chinese
% Heh. We know who this one is.
Sprawled on the grass next to her was a young boy who couldn't have
been more than 12 years old. He was wearing a nicely cut (but very
small) suit and english style overcoat. He carried a large book,
almost what one would call a tome, and a long staff with a strip of
cloth tied to it. There was a pair of small glasses on the ground near
his head I assumed were also his.
% Negima, perhaps?
Next to him was a sight that set me to salivating almost at once. A
young-looking woman wearing a tiger-striped bikini and boot set, who
had long lustrous green hair. And oddly, two small horns poking out of
said hair on top of her head. Even unconsious, her face was lined with
the evidence of great sorrow, and she had large dark spots under her
Laying streched out perfectly straight on the grass beside her was a
young albino girl with blue hair. She was wearing some kind of
one-piece jumpsuit that had "REI" and "UNIT 0" stenciled on it.
% Umm? Yuri from Nedesico? Key from Key, the Metal Idol? ^_^
Next was a man crumpled up
% drop ‘up’
in a heap, lying like a discarded puppet.
He wore a tattered police uniform of a sort that seemed several
decades out of style. Clutched in his left hand was a sheathed Katana.
He had an eyepatch over his right eye.
% Hmm. Thought it might be Saito, but I guess not.
Just starting to stir next to him was a plain looking
young man in a
lab coat. He seemed to be in his mid twenties
and wore thick glasses.
Under the lab coat he wore a striped sweater and khaki pants. A gold
wedding band could be seen on his left hand.
% don’t recognize him off the top of my head.
I sat next to him, and I suppose I should describe myself for the sake
of completeness. I stand about 5'9" and am very thin. I have
wraparound sunglasses and a baseball cap on at all times, and a black
and silver P90 submachinegun strapped to my tactical vest. I call it
Cresent Moon. I was wearing standard BDU pants and a pink biking shirt
under my harness. My name is Kintaro Oe.
% An armed Keitaro? How peculiar
On my other side lay a vision unlike any I'd seen before. She was a
mature woman in the bloom of life, yet for some reason, she was
wearing a parody of a schoolgirl's uniform. She was dressed in white
and blue, with a very short skirt and a strange gold tiara framing her
short blue hair. At her side was a small laptop computer.
The tattered policeman quietly said, "The sword of Saito Hajime is at
% Didn’t know be picked up an eyepatch at some point.
The guy in the lab coat nearly tripped stepping forward, but said,
"I'll do what I can to help. I'm Keitaro Urashima."
% Hmm. I see
The bikini-clad girl whispered, "Lum will help. In darling's memory."
"That is the Tallus.
% Hmm. That’s a Marvel series, isn’t it? I don’t know much about some of
the newer titles. Too many to follow, and the style of writing has
changed a lot so there are only a handful of writers I still enjoy.
"Who made you leader of us, buddy?" Spat Ranma. The redhead glared at
me until her stomache
A computer shuts down and a dark figure leans back, satisfied with a
hard job done right. It looks over its shoulder at the rows and rows
of crystal coffins hanging from the ceiling.
"It's a pity so many of them will die. But blood is the price to make
up for our terrible error. Best that it not be ours."
% No. Best it isn’t mine.
% Interesting start. But you’ll need more than that to really get a feel
for the story. Still, a workable intro that moved along well.
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