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WELCOME TO TOKYO.
Who: Everybody!
What: Tokyo Day One
When: Tuesday, 16/July -- starting at midnight
Where: Paradisa Hotel in downtown Tokyo
Rating: kawaii
Maybe you were asleep in bed last night. Maybe you were out on the town. Or maybe you were working on something super cool, which you didn't really need to be disrupted by, oh, say a world change or anything else stupid.
Too bad for you, that's just what happened.
At the stroke of midnight, everyone will find themselves back in their assigned castle rooms -- except they're not exactly the same as they were left…
[ ROOMS | RESTAURANT & BAR | FITNESS CENTER | LOBBY & GIFT SHOP | COURTYARD ]
[this log is only for the hotel! if you'd like to explore tokyo, feel free to set up your own logs and posts.]
What: Tokyo Day One
When: Tuesday, 16/July -- starting at midnight
Where: Paradisa Hotel in downtown Tokyo
Rating: kawaii
Maybe you were asleep in bed last night. Maybe you were out on the town. Or maybe you were working on something super cool, which you didn't really need to be disrupted by, oh, say a world change or anything else stupid.
Too bad for you, that's just what happened.
At the stroke of midnight, everyone will find themselves back in their assigned castle rooms -- except they're not exactly the same as they were left…
[ ROOMS | RESTAURANT & BAR | FITNESS CENTER | LOBBY & GIFT SHOP | COURTYARD ]
[this log is only for the hotel! if you'd like to explore tokyo, feel free to set up your own logs and posts.]
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[Enough that it was almost weird, really]
A little too low-tech.
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[He tapped a finger on the bar]
Did you ever go to Earth?
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[Although he wasn't one for imagination]
There was never reason for me to go.
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[He's not sure what to think of that, really.]
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He shrugs.]
In a way. Without so many people, it's like a ghost town. The memory of a place, and memories always seem more perfect than the real thing.
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Do they?
[His own memories always seemed an exacting replay of events, whether he wanted them that way or not]
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Depends on the memory, I guess.
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That must be it.
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[Sitting in the bar seemed a good start, though]
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I'm going to take a look around the city, I think.