TOKYO OPT-IN 2/4

[tokyodisa]

Who: Opt-in characters
What: Some exposition and then more monsters
When: Backdated to 12am, 21/July
Where: Tokyo... or is it?
Rating: PG-13

After all that confusion and weirdness, it looks like it might be over. The creature is encased in a translucent polygonal box, and doesn't look to be getting free any time soon.

[ MYSTERY LADY | MORE BULLSHIT HAPPENS | OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY ]

Comments

[97995]

[She keeps typing on her device for another beat or two, then glances sidelong at Utena.]

I'm not supposed to speak to you. I could get in a lot of trouble. [She pauses.] Then again, I'm in enough trouble as it is...

[princelyspirit]

[Hey, she seems like she's thinking about it! Woohoo, progress!]

And it might even help, too. I mean, there's a lot of us stuck in this place. If we're all on the same page, then who knows, maybe we can come up with some kind of plan... you know, just in case this guy has any friends with him.

[97995]

[She shakes her head.] He doesn't. It's just him.

As for all of you... [She takes a second to sweep her gaze over everyone present.] I don't know how you got here. But I'll send you back right away.

[princelyspirit]

That's great! Honestly, that's the best thing I've heard all night. But...

[She's glad to be out of here, don't get her wrong. However, she remains as curious as ever, and can't quite let this go.]

Are you sure you can't tell us anything about this first?

[97995]

[The woman looks at Utena for another moment, then raises her hand to speak into her wrist again.] Bob, set the transporter for my coordinates. There are a lot of people here, so make sure it's stable.

[She rubs at her forehead with the back of her hand, shaking her head.]

I was setting a trap for him. [She nods at the encased creature.] I don't know how all of you wound up on my transporter, but you got pulled into the trap as well.

[princelyspirit]

Wait, if you were setting a trap for him, and we got caught...

[A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks over the implications]

Does that mean he was making his way to Tokyo?

[97995]

[She nods, and goes back to typing.]

[princelyspirit]

[Okay, she does not want to think about what would have happened if she wasn't there. Though, that does leave another question...]

And what was he doing in Tokyo, anyway? I mean, there's not a whole lot there for weird, alien killers.

[Seriously, this all sounds like a bad movie!]

[97995]

[With extremely dark humor] Killing aliens, probably.

[princelyspirit]

Ha ha. [Completely deadpan. You are just a laugh riot, lady.]

But seriously, what is he? Besides creepy, alien, and violent.

[97995]

He's a bioweapon.

[There's a burst of that alien gibberish coming from her wrist again, but she ignores it.]

His name is Zeiram.

[princelyspirit]

Biowea-so wait, somebody created that thing? But, why?

[97995]

I don't know about that. My job is to contain him and bring him back alive. That's all I know.

[princelyspirit]

Right...

[Sounds a bit disappointed, but it's not like it's her fault. If she doesn't know, she doesn't know]

Are there any others like that? Bioweapons, I mean. One is bad enough, but I'd hate to think of what would happen if another one got loose here. I know there's nothing here with him, but I mean after you leave.

[97995]

[She shrugs.] He landed here. We gauged his trajectory and intercepted. This sort of thing usually doesn't happen in backwater places like this.