Friend or Foe 3.0

[Brooklyn K. Grey]

             Mordecai listened as the two spoke, merely observing the two. It seemed an ominous sign that he only recognized one of the two he met so far, indicating that may be as far into familiarity he would get. But it mattered little, considering here everything was operating on a different rhythm than back home.
           
            "Either of you have any suggestions on what we should do next? I mean, I'm all for acclimating to our new lives here, but we could do with a little better inventory." He said with a hint of dry sarcasm as he pointed at the rag clothing they all wore, his just underneath the well-worn robe.
            "And I suppose we could do with a place to live too..."

[Gabag]

Felodran nodded to the Vixen and climbed up the stairs and went into his new chambers. Spartan by design, with only the necessities, no luxuries.
"Something to get used to I suppose" he said out loud as he opened up the closet, and it was like a child at a toy store with the selection of awesome looking (in his humble opinion) medieval clothing.

He glanced down at his current attire and decided the pants just needed a good washing and discarded his ragged shirt. Searching he came out with a form fitting jacket like thing with a hood. on it. Unfortunately there were no puffy pants or boots so he could not pretend to be Ezio the Super Assassin, but at least he found a way to hide his identity from any crazy people.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

The vixen watched the Lynx disappear up the stairs, she took her rolling pin and sat it back on the table behind the counter. She went back to kneading the dough that she had left when the intruder had come in. She then put it on a slab and stuck it in the furnace to bake for a bit, deciding she should tidy up in case of customers.

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Romei shrugged. "Zhis all seems like a big video game to me.. Where do you usually start in video games? I mean, you usually don't start in zhe streets, usually somezhing happens to set events into motion." He facepalmed at the recognition of his own words. Great, they ask for advice and you reference video games. "Also something doesn't seem right to me. Romei isn't exactly my fursona.. He's.. Just a character, if you know vhat I mean. Recently I'd been having trouble making a representation of myself.. But I did come up vith something." He scratched his chin again. "I'm at a loss. Surely you two and I are not zhe only ones like zhis. Maybe we should look for people we recognize."

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono opened the door to the bakery, having no idea could have happened earlier even though he saw it was a bit messy. Then again, its not easy to keep a shop very clean if you lack the technology of my previous realm. he rationalized as he slowly walked towards the vixen, more nervous than cautious. "Armel sent me to get some bread; uh, how much would it cost?" he asked while looking into the coin pouch, realizing that in RPG terms, he essentially was flat broke when it came to gold pieces...

[Gabag]

Felodran came down the stairs, and smiled to himself as the dragon that was nearly dead from before came in asking for bread. He decided to play the nice friend to the guy, who looked unsure of what he was doing.

"Hello! It's you again, you're looking better then before at least!" he said giving the dragon a pat on the shoulder.

"I'm the guy who helped you to the Inn... remember?"

[Brooklyn K. Grey]

           Mordecai nodded, glancing back at the alleyway, then toward the scaley and rabbit. It seemed logical that they were not the only ones to be brought here and changed. As much a logical thought meant here anyway.

           "I can head back and check the rooms in the inn for more, then check the square and come back. I assume it'd make him more comfortable." He said easily as he gestured toward the rabbit.
           "I'll be back soon. If there's trouble, head toward the square and I should be able to hear you."

           The wolf-lion hybrid made one quick check, before heading back through the alleyways to the square, noting a marginal return to calm behavior after all the strangers had left. Especially the thief that had approached them earlier and the dragon that had attacked the lion had disappeared. He wondered internally if they were like him and the other two, lost in a new world with no grips on its customs. It gave him enough of a curiosity to check around the edges to see if they showed up again.  
           He padded over to the old inn that he, and he assumed the others, had came from and started going through the rooms that were slowly falling into a decrepit state.

          "Is anyone here?" He called, not loud, but with enough energy to carry through the halls. Maybe there were others who hadn't been found yet.

[Darkwood Strange]

I had been laying there for a minute or two with my eyes closed before I finally decided to get up and do something. I opened my eyes only to close them right back. I slowly opened my eyes again hoping that I had been hallucinating. I wasn't. Instead of the mid-sized room with posters and bookshelves on the walls that i usually wake up to, I awoke in a dirty room on a mat on the ground with nothing but a window, a table with a jug, and a broken mirror. "What the hell is going on?" I thought to myself in a bit of a panic. I got up and started searching for any kinds of clues to why I was there. I first realized that I seemed a lot taller. "This room must be really small." I thought. I then saw what could have been a footprint on the ground. I bent over and reached out my hand to examine it. Or at least i would have. But in place of my hand there was a paw. And no just any paw, a paw the size of a catchers mitt. I stood back up and looked down at the rest of me. Instead of the hairy chubby body i was used to, there was a FURRY chubby body but a little less chub and a little more bulk. I raced to the mirror and even through the cracks and missing pieces I could tell what i had become. "Oh my god," I said out loud "I'M DOV!!" And that's when i heard "Is anyone here" as soft as a whisper. Now I could smell him, someone right side my door, as if he was right outside my door. I flexed my powerful muscles and prepared for anything. I was not gonna go down without a fight.

[Srgntcuddles]

Reno just sat there when Mort referred to their world as a video game. He thought of the games he played back in reality. Lots of shooting games and the like. But he was right, it did seem kinda like a game. Maybe they were in a game, maybe they didn't tire out when running, drinking potions magically made injuries go away. That would be just weird. But this whole place was weird. Reno also thought of this "event" that would set everything into motion.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

The vixen smiled when the dragon had mentioned Armel, "Oh, you must be his new apprentice. Haha, that big old sour bear is a big softy. Bread is only 2 gold." She seemed to be peppier than before when she had met the lynx. "Well, for Armel that is. You can wait for this loaf if you want, it'll be fresh out of the oven, special for him. It'll be out in five or so minutes, though." She leaned over the counter, elbows holding her up with a somewhat renewed interest in the dragon when the Lynx had come down and interrupted. "Oh, so you two know eachother?" She asked, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Well, that's good. As much as Armel gets from here, it's good that you two are familiar." She came from around the counter and placed a hand on the lynx's shoulder. "You see, this is my new apprentice. He'll probably run bread to you if Armel doesn't send you. That or he'll be baking the bread when you come." After that, she smiled warmly. "It's kinda good you came, a couple of old folks like us need help around these shops, labor can be back breaking, so to speak." In truth, the vixen was around sixty years old, same as Armel, but the years were less harsh on her than the bear. She still looked rather young.

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"Ja, zhis is strange.. I guess since I was so mixed on who I vas, the sorceror just stuck me with Romei." The chameleon sighed. "Vell, at least I know you from my previous life, and you know me. Interesting first meeting, vouldn't you say?" He sat on a box, thinking. "Did you see anyone in zhe square who seemed familiar vhile ve vere zhere, Reno?"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Now that Chrono's body wasn't near-death, he could get a better grasp at the situation, and he had seen this lynx at least once, but about a year ago. He was a bit unsure if this was the man he knew, but it wouldn't help to see if a few out-of-realm words might indentify him. He took two gold pieces out of the pouch and handed them to the vixen with a rather nervous grin. "I don't believe I caught your name earlier sir... was it 'Gabag' or something, I was a bit hard of hearing when you last spoke." he said rather casually, partially hoping that the lynx would hopefully realize with whom he was speaking with.

[Brooklyn K. Grey]

             "Oh my God..." A voice said from behind the door to his left. Mordecai froze, carefully treading to lean against the wall on the side of the door near the hinge. Thankfully from opening a door himself, he knew they opened into the room, so he could lunge in with a knife if the person inside was hostile. Slowly and quietly, the lion-wolf hybrid pulled the knives from the inside of the robe, and held his arms crosswise, forearms overlapping, with blades faced inward to the door as he edged directly in front of it.

             "Whoever is inside, come out quietly! I'm not here to harm you, but if you show hostility I will not hesitate to use force." Mordecai commanded, his voice a lot stronger than it should have been in that situation. Whatever was behind that door wasn't small by any means of the imagination. He hoped with every fiber of his being he wouldn't have to take a life, because the sentiment was stirring with a cruel pleasure that ached to awaken something within Mordecai's body. He hoped it was another like himself and the others.
             "Come out with your hands behind your head, and walk slow."

[Darkwood Strange]

"Come out with your hands behind your head and walk slow" After hearing this I felt a strange feeling deep inside of me. I would have been happy to oblige if it would give me some answers, but something inside of me said "Who the heck does this guy think hes talking to?" And before I could think about what I was saying the words "I don't take orders from no one and I sure as heck aint gonna start now!" came out of my mouth, and in a thick country accent no less. "You want me, your gonna have to come in here take me! No guns drawn if you don't want me to take your dag burn head off!"

[Gabag]

Felodran showed a hint of surprise, before putting on his 'good to see you demeanor'. Chrono found him through his ever favorite user name.

Felodran retrieved the bread for Chrono and put it in a bag for him, and placed an arm on his shoulder.

"We'll catch up later when we're not expected to work... alright?" he whispered.

[Srgntcuddles]

Reno was pacing back and forth when Mort said something. "Oh uhm...I think I saw someone but I'm not really sure. From what I remember he was human, but he was a Lynx now...So yeah..." With that he slumped up against a wall and slid down it onto the ground and faced Mort. He scratched his head nervously and tried to keep from looking at him. "Hmm...I wonder if this would count as meeting Rigor...? I guess it beats AWA." A slight smile came on his face as he thought that.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

"Mmm. Vell, I suppose zhat ve just wait here until zhat lion fellow returns." With that, the chameleon plopped against the wall of the building in the alley and slid down, jumping as he sat on something that felt like it was made of cloth. A bit confused, he reached down and retrieved what it was from under him, his eyes growing wider as he realized what it was.. That can't be Mortis.. I don't get it.. Why is this happening if I'm Romei? Was there a mix up? she thought as she turned the cloth over to inspect it. It looked like an empty stuffed animal with bright colors and stripes. It was a chameleon... Therefore it had to be Mortis. From the jumble of cloth, there were two yellow button eyes and a zipper on the chest. The familiarity of knowing the character was haunting. Does it have a consciousness...? Is it dead? she continued to think her heart racing. She would hate to see one of her characters dead.

"Reno.. Look at this." Romei said, not really looking up from inspecting the skin of the doll, "I svear, it looks just like Mortis, I don't get it." He carefully unzipped the zipper to look to see if the design was like the ones she drew with an dull, colorless inside, but without warning, the zipper leaped forward expanding like a hungry mouth and latching onto the chameleon's face. He let out a shriek that was quickly smothered by the zipper that was expanding further over her face, the sleeves from the doll lashing out, growing to unnatural proportions and wrapping around the chameleon's body. Before even a minute passed, the sound of the zipper cut through the air sealing the chameleon inside, screams muffled by the cloth in the way, the figure squirming in the alleyway. The cloth itself seemed to shrink, the figure inside screaming like mad until at last, there was a doll on the ground, only about 20" tall, falling silent. The doll was inanimate as a pin appeared in the air, proportional to the doll itself, and stuck through the heart of it.

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The vixen was a little confused when the dragon said the name was "Gabag" but she smiled nonetheless, "Well, it's nice to finally know your name, Gabag. I'm sure you two can get acquainted more when you work or after you work, but it's late this afternoon, and I suppose it's time to start cleaning up. Plus, I know Armel is going to want his bread still warm." She scurried off the the oven and opened it, getting a long pole with a flat edge at the end and scooped up the flat pan type thing the bread rested on, setting the bread on the table. It seemed like time had been lost for a moment as the bread seemed to be done and just the right temperature for wrapping up in some cloth. She brought it over to the dragon, and put her hand out waiting for the two gold. "I'm sure Armel will want his meat, too. It's just two vendors over," she stated, pointing to the left. "You'll want to talk to Jacob. He's Armel's brother, he'll give you Armel's usual for 3 gold if you say Armel sent you... Though.. Don't ask about how they are related.. Some say he's just adopted," the vixen's voice got smaller as she spoke, "It's a touchy subject."