Kokichi Oma {王馬 小吉} (
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1st plot [Video/action]
[What is this place? Is it even real?]
[Kokichi stares longingly at the clear blue sky, watching the clouds just roll past. How could he have gotten so used to there being a cage blocking the view? How could he have missed the cool breeze blowing against his cheek? The fresh air, the distant chirping of birds? How...]
[This can't be real. The last thing he could remember was being pushed to go through that damned obstacle course of death for what seemed like the hundreth time already, and passing out from exaustion yet again. People don't magically teleport to freedom like that! Especially not to weird gardens. Alone.]
[But he's too tired to think right now. His body's still aching from what he felt was physical torture. He needed to lay his head back down on the grass and rest...]
[Eventually, a new person acesses the network today. A teenager, and a young one at that. He briefly clears his throat before addressing everyone.]
Uh, hello? Are there any other students with Ultimate talents here? We were trying to escape this awful prison school and I think I got seperated from my class.
[Not the entire truth here, but acting lost would sound a lot better than immediately accusing some random loser of kidnapping.]
I'm really worried.
[Kokichi stares longingly at the clear blue sky, watching the clouds just roll past. How could he have gotten so used to there being a cage blocking the view? How could he have missed the cool breeze blowing against his cheek? The fresh air, the distant chirping of birds? How...]
[This can't be real. The last thing he could remember was being pushed to go through that damned obstacle course of death for what seemed like the hundreth time already, and passing out from exaustion yet again. People don't magically teleport to freedom like that! Especially not to weird gardens. Alone.]
[But he's too tired to think right now. His body's still aching from what he felt was physical torture. He needed to lay his head back down on the grass and rest...]
[Eventually, a new person acesses the network today. A teenager, and a young one at that. He briefly clears his throat before addressing everyone.]
Uh, hello? Are there any other students with Ultimate talents here? We were trying to escape this awful prison school and I think I got seperated from my class.
[Not the entire truth here, but acting lost would sound a lot better than immediately accusing some random loser of kidnapping.]
I'm really worried.
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Wait... Did you say "someone on the other side of the mirrors might be watching us?"
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On the other side of the glass mirrors, the Mirrors reside. They resemble us, but differ in personality.
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[Kokichi walked right up to the mirror closest to him and attempted to remove it.]
[Of course, being the tiny teen he is, he's having a little trouble with it. Would you like to help him before he drops it on his foot or something?]
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If you destroy it, the mirror will repair itself. Even if you move it, they can see and hear.
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Yeah, and the repair fairy is gonna scold me for messing up the two way mirror. There's got to be a secret room behind this thi-
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[Bad news, he's stumbling backwards towards Minato because it is very, very heavy!]
Woah, woah, WOOOOOAAAAAAAAAH!
[action]
Minato caught the smaller boy, holding him upright as best he could while the mirror rested against them both.]
I say we put it back, don't you think?
[Slowly, Minato started to put the mirror upright, hanging onto it with Kokichi in between it and himself.]
[action]
[Kokichi found himself between a mirror and a person he barely knew. Things weren't going his way today.]
Urf... Can we just lean it against the wall and call it a day? My arms are getting tired.
[action]
Minato looked down then nodded. He helped to moved it against the wall to leave it there, though he could probably hang it up if he had to. Then he stepped back to give Kokichi some room.]
Is that better?
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[Kokichi stepped back and observed the space where the mirror once hung.]
... It's just a blank wall behind the mirror...
[He turns to face Minato.]
Is this like the magically appearing food?
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It's a magic mirror. A lot of things here are magic. When you pick your room, it'll change to whatever you need.
The closets will give you most generic things when you ask for them.
[action]
[That doesn't mean he's not suspicious.]
Just like that...? What else is magic here?
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I think that's it. Does that bother you?
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[Worried about the mirrors, though. There has got to be a way around them. He just has to be creative...]
Wanna go show me around outside?
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Sure.
[And making their way through the mansion to get back outside. Speaking of outside...]
Don't go too far out in the forest or ocean. You'll die, then end up back in the mansion.
[Yeah just wanted to point out one more magic thing. It didn't come to mind at first because well, it's death and then not death. Not exactly first-meeting or teatime conversation material.]
[action]
[And yes, the topic of death displeases him. He doesn't show it that much, but it does.]
Thanks. I wasn't already used to being trapped in a smallish area or anything.
[action]
[Small spaces and all, though Wonderland itself wasn't exactly small, considering. It could be worse. And pushing the front doors open now so they could go outside.]
What year is it in Japan for you?
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[That phrasing though...]
2017, I think. Why?
[action]
[That's all, really. He just wanted to know when, seeing as there were several other people from Japan here already.]
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What year are you from?
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[Minato didn't think that was far off from Kokichi. He led him to the gardens since those were nice.]
There's gardens here. You can get some items from the vendors, but only if you're willing to trade a random memory or something of high value that you can't get from the closets.
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[He glances over at what he thinks is the way to the vendors.]
Uh... Not sure if I wanna risk it. What are the vendors even selling?
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Depends on what you want, I think. Things specific to home, probably.
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Uh.... Care to explain how they end up with our stuff?
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Magic.
[He had some theories about it, but those were just theories, after all.]
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