waking up - spoilers for this weirdass game from 2009 no one has played
[ well. this wasn't what he was expecting, to say in the least. he tries to get his bearings, accepting the pamphlet, cell phone and walkie. honestly the cell phone doesn't seem that shitty compared to what he's used to. mine's pretty good at hiding his confusion but damn, who would've assumed hell is america? wild.
he should take the time to process this. he should stop and think about everything - about kiryu, about his decisions, about daigo. but stopping to think about the implications of everything leading to this would only be harmful at this point. if the situation is as dire as it seems to be explained to him, then slowing down and stopping wasn't an option. the only option was to keep moving and not get attacked.
by zombies.
by fucking zombies.
maybe he didn't die after all and this is all just some kind of strange fever dream. or maybe this is what happens when you serve up people's heads in boxes -- a cruel and fitting punishment for cruel actions.]
Aqora...
[ he pages through the pamphlet idly as he looks around. maybe he can get some information from the people milling about. ]
Exploring
I don't need a partner.
[ mine continues to insist this, unless your name happens to be Daigo Dojima. ]
You'll only slow me down.
[ it's not the most polite thing he could've come up with, but honestly, he's dead and he's Tired of trying to play nice. especially when people keep insisting on cute team ups to go out into the world and find stuff. he's got this. besides, he doesn't really want people to know he's still got his gun on him. better that he shoot zombies where the others can't see, then have them try to get him to forfeit his weapons for the good of the community. ]
"Network"
I'm curious: has anyone been down in the parking structures? What about beyond the walls? I'm trying to assess whether we're relying on ghost stories to guide us.
yoshitaka mine | yakuza
[ well. this wasn't what he was expecting, to say in the least. he tries to get his bearings, accepting the pamphlet, cell phone and walkie. honestly the cell phone doesn't seem that shitty compared to what he's used to. mine's pretty good at hiding his confusion but damn, who would've assumed hell is america? wild.
he should take the time to process this. he should stop and think about everything - about kiryu, about his decisions, about daigo. but stopping to think about the implications of everything leading to this would only be harmful at this point. if the situation is as dire as it seems to be explained to him, then slowing down and stopping wasn't an option. the only option was to keep moving and not get attacked.
by zombies.
by fucking zombies.
maybe he didn't die after all and this is all just some kind of strange fever dream. or maybe this is what happens when you serve up people's heads in boxes -- a cruel and fitting punishment for cruel actions.]
Aqora...
[ he pages through the pamphlet idly as he looks around. maybe he can get some information from the people milling about. ]
Exploring
I don't need a partner.
[ mine continues to insist this, unless your name happens to be Daigo Dojima. ]
You'll only slow me down.
[ it's not the most polite thing he could've come up with, but honestly, he's dead and he's Tired of trying to play nice. especially when people keep insisting on cute team ups to go out into the world and find stuff. he's got this. besides, he doesn't really want people to know he's still got his gun on him. better that he shoot zombies where the others can't see, then have them try to get him to forfeit his weapons for the good of the community. ]
"Network"
I'm curious: has anyone been down in the parking structures? What about beyond the walls? I'm trying to assess whether we're relying on ghost stories to guide us.