1st Broken Illusion

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Action : 840 Hastings Blvd : Housemates (and guests?) ]
[ There are a lot of ways to play pranks on Touma, but this was going too far. He spent the day searching the entire house for hidden cameras, or microphones, or some kind of clues that he was on a game show of some time. You know the sort -- Let's Hide While We Confuse This Poor Sap Into Thinking His Life Has Changed, or something like that. It started with his clothes and his room, then was coupled with the "family" pictures he was greeted by when he went downstairs and checked the shelves. ]

They can't fool me. [ Touma grumbled to himself, locked in "his" room in the strange house. ] I might not remember my family, but I know that's not my mom and dad. [ Do I even have a sister? He recalls the photos from home, tucked away in an album. It was about all he had, since they rarely wrote or called, but it was enough to convince him of this truth. Not to mention all his school records and books had his name written on them, and that was Kamijou Touma not the name that was written on the notebook found in his drawer here.

Hell, he even knows this isn't the kind of homework he should be working on. Where are the theories and practices of precognition? Where is his English work? The sign-up sheet for the festival coming up in a short while?

Everything was wrong and someone was going through a lot of effort to make him believe things were supposed to be like this. Was this a test of some kind? Was he having a weird vivid dream? If so, he should be able to hit himself or wake up or something! ] This is too weird.

[ Giving up for now, he sighs and collapses onto the bed, a hand over his eyes. ] Just my luck...

[ After a few minutes of that, Touma gets up and meanders out into the hall. One thing he knew for sure, whatever was happening, he was hungry, and if it looked like he belonged her, at least that means he should be able to raid th fridge. ]

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[ Action : Outside ]
[ Sticking near the rows of houses, Touma wandered around with his hands in his pockets. Most of the buildings all looked the same, but weren't nearly modern enough to have anything to do with Academy City. If he's lucky (hah!), walking down the road far enough will lead him to some kind of main road or border. Maybe he can figure out where exactly he is and how he can get out of here.

That is, if he watches where he's going and doesn't bump into anyone first. ]

Comments

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

[Oh Touma, be glad you don't remember this midget.

But you did just bump into her, and she definitely remembers you. She glares up at Touma, a scowl on her face; but only briefly, because his arrival means she can tease Misaka again.]

You're back?

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Stumbling a bit before straightening up. ] Ack, sorry! I guess I was--

--huh? [ Yeah, he's saying this a lot, lately. ]

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

[That smile is potentially even more frightening then the scowl she had one earlier.]

So, Touma... How're you and Misaka doing?

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ --should he now her? She knows who they are, that much is clear, but from what little he has in his head he can't reconcile her appearance or pull up a name. Damn it... ] Uh, fine, except for me being brought here. Just what the hell is going on, anyhow?

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

[Taiga is disappoint.]

Are you really gonna make me explain?

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

What, do you want me to guess?

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

...Yes.

[Regardless, she sighs and decides to explain.]

You're in Mayfield. This entire town is crazy and you'll probably die in a month. You come back the next day. Your family is probably full of creepy drones who act like you're really their son. [Good to extort for money.] You might find people you know here, you might not. They might be droned, too.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Staring. ] That sounds outrageous. What kind of city is this? [ And then, after a pause. ] What do you mean "droned"?

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

It's a messed up city. Don't bother trying to find an exit.

They're brainwashed; think that they've lived in this place their whole life. They're not so bad, but it's creepy. ...You were here before.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

That's just... sick. [ To say the least. But for now, he'll focus on the other part. ] I'm still fuzzy on that. [ And now, this is a stretch, but-- ] I haven't seen Misaka, yet.

misaka's face in that icon... xDDDD

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

Pretty much...

Oh? Misaka's here. [A bunch of Misakas, to be exact... orz]

It is one of my favorites XD

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

She is? Damn it, what kind of game are they playing? [ A beat. ] Who are "they", anyway? I don't know anyone who could pull this off.

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

Yeah; she's probably around.

The Mayor and this girl named Lucy. They control the entire town. ...Just don't bother trying to go against them.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Everyone keeps saying that; maybe someday he'll listen.




Nah. ] Why not? What do I have to be worried about?

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

They'll kill you before you lift a finger.

Or maybe they'll rip your finger off before they kill you, pretty much whatever they feel like.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

--like hell I'd let someone do that.

[tsuntiger.livejournal.com]

Then don't be an idiot, and listen to me.

[Damn shounen heros...]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ They are the worst breed. ]

Alright, alright, I'm listening, but I don't like my options. There's got to be some way.