[open] Toshiro's bizarre adventure
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This was fine. Yeah, just a magic room, with a guy who's nose was horridly long. There's random doors. This couldn't be as different as the other place right? He sighed. This wasn't the first time he was thrown into somewhere else. The last thing he remembered was they were infiltrating the castle that Marie had. They were doing something, but he couldn't think too much or his head hurt.
While Igor-san talked in cryptic ways, he was good to ask questions to. He explained the doors and the bulletin board. He was also assured this was a safe place. However, after Marie's time, he wasn't so sure about that.
1) He marched up to the bulletin board. Information gather first. That was always important. This looked like it was put together by a child, he really hoped there wasn't more children here. The information was decent enough. But who's idea was it to have this many versions of the detective prince? What did he have to do with all of this? This hadn't really given him more information as much as more questions. His head was going to hurt from all this thinking he was doing. He held his head in his hand. This was horrible.
2) His next step was back home, or well... this version of it. The... people were all wrong and honestly really creepy. He sighed as he stopped in a store for some food. He really should have eaten before he went on that mission. Now, he was just hungry and he needed to organize his thoughts. It was just, he hated the fact that it was like he was talking to scripted lines. Damnit. "How did I even end up here?"
This was fine. Yeah, just a magic room, with a guy who's nose was horridly long. There's random doors. This couldn't be as different as the other place right? He sighed. This wasn't the first time he was thrown into somewhere else. The last thing he remembered was they were infiltrating the castle that Marie had. They were doing something, but he couldn't think too much or his head hurt.
While Igor-san talked in cryptic ways, he was good to ask questions to. He explained the doors and the bulletin board. He was also assured this was a safe place. However, after Marie's time, he wasn't so sure about that.
1) He marched up to the bulletin board. Information gather first. That was always important. This looked like it was put together by a child, he really hoped there wasn't more children here. The information was decent enough. But who's idea was it to have this many versions of the detective prince? What did he have to do with all of this? This hadn't really given him more information as much as more questions. His head was going to hurt from all this thinking he was doing. He held his head in his hand. This was horrible.
2) His next step was back home, or well... this version of it. The... people were all wrong and honestly really creepy. He sighed as he stopped in a store for some food. He really should have eaten before he went on that mission. Now, he was just hungry and he needed to organize his thoughts. It was just, he hated the fact that it was like he was talking to scripted lines. Damnit. "How did I even end up here?"
