Sure. [ He leans back so his waist is supported by the counter, an arm folding as he has a hand up, fingers ready to come up with every incident. ]
First month, someone'll have to tell me if more happened, but it was just a party out in the park. Nothing funny 'til the next month when more parts of the city became available. That happens--you try going to too far down some streets, you'll get turned back.
[ Because hey, he never tried it as a new person. ]
Anyway, there was the bank. It opened up, and in them were items belonging to us--keys too with our names on them. Some of 'em had your own item in them, or someone else's. But if you got your item when you were in the bank, the doors close. And every item made you want to talk about whatever story it had going on.
[ He pauses, but he'll admit with a wave of his hand (he's not really keeping his fingers up for each of those points permanently...): ] I got juvie papers.
[ Anyway. ] After that, we've had places like the ice cream parlour where the different flavours change your mood or make you talk about yourself, and the pools at the university had something going on, too. The biggest event that happened was when the mall opened up, and there--everything was crazy. The doors couldn't be opened from the inside and people couldn't get calls in or out, they'd cut out.
[ There's been a slow shift of his expressions, already neutral, but uncomfortable as he finds himself in the actual details. But, taking in a breath: ] Inside, people got chased by-- things that looked like people. But it wasn't, and if you caught up to them or got caught by them, you'd see someone die. Them or you.
[ He folds his other arm now with the other. ]
They turned out to be mannequins after. And the month after that, [ he continues with a beat, ] last month, a fun fair was in the park where the big park over in the other district is. [ A wave of a hand in a direction. Thatta way. ]
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First month, someone'll have to tell me if more happened, but it was just a party out in the park. Nothing funny 'til the next month when more parts of the city became available. That happens--you try going to too far down some streets, you'll get turned back.
[ Because hey, he never tried it as a new person. ]
Anyway, there was the bank. It opened up, and in them were items belonging to us--keys too with our names on them. Some of 'em had your own item in them, or someone else's. But if you got your item when you were in the bank, the doors close. And every item made you want to talk about whatever story it had going on.
[ He pauses, but he'll admit with a wave of his hand (he's not really keeping his fingers up for each of those points permanently...): ] I got juvie papers.
[ Anyway. ] After that, we've had places like the ice cream parlour where the different flavours change your mood or make you talk about yourself, and the pools at the university had something going on, too. The biggest event that happened was when the mall opened up, and there--everything was crazy. The doors couldn't be opened from the inside and people couldn't get calls in or out, they'd cut out.
[ There's been a slow shift of his expressions, already neutral, but uncomfortable as he finds himself in the actual details. But, taking in a breath: ] Inside, people got chased by-- things that looked like people. But it wasn't, and if you caught up to them or got caught by them, you'd see someone die. Them or you.
[ He folds his other arm now with the other. ]
They turned out to be mannequins after. And the month after that, [ he continues with a beat, ] last month, a fun fair was in the park where the big park over in the other district is. [ A wave of a hand in a direction. Thatta way. ]
It didn't have anything going on, last I heard.