children, wake up; hold your mistake up

[headandhand]

WHO: All new and remaining Dualizens
WHAT: A mysterious return! And the start of Act II.
WHERE: Begin at the dorms, move on to wherever else in the city you want.
WHEN: Right meow c:
WARNINGS: Please use these in thread headers if applicable!

Maybe it’s a stream of sunlight that invites you back to consciousness. Maybe it’s a sound - a slammed door, your roommate’s snores, panicked shouts in the hallway. Whatever it is that wakes you, you find yourself in a plain bed inside a plain room, groggy and disoriented.

Maybe this room is a familiar sight, or maybe it’s a place where you’ve never found yourself before. Whether you’re new to town or an old hand at navigating the neon-lit streets of the city outside the dorm room window, one thing is for certain - you are one of only a very few people still populating this city, and not much about Dualis is as you last remember it.

Time to wake up and start looking for answers.

Comments

[exceptionalcrook]

"Are you serious? That thing?" Once the crocdog pack is safely attached Duke points at the gunblade with an arched eyebrow. "That looks like a disaster waiting to happen. I don't know what's going on in your world, but in mine you'd blow your arm off with it."

He slipped on footwear while Seifer grumbled and prepared himself. "When the hell did you kill a dragon?"

[firacrux]

Evidently he's just going to have to show Duke the gunblade in action, because he just was not going to believe him. "'Course you can blow your arm off, you can blow your arm off with anything if you're dumb enough. Damn thing doesn't shoot, how d'you think it works?" Gosh, Duke, obviously.

It's too bad he doesn't have Squall around to challenge to a fight anymore. That'd solve the mystery. "Just before we went down for our nap. I need to go check and see if everything's there, and you're comin' with me." Duke has been volunteered, evidently.

[exceptionalcrook]

Nope, he wasn't. If you were going to use it to slash at someone, sure, it could work, but that's clearly not what Seifer intended to use it for. "You loaded it! What else is it supposed to do?"

Seeing a gunblade fight would quell any hesitations Duke had with the weapon, but that will have to happen without Squall. "Fine," he replies. "Just promise me something. Wherever we're heading, you'll let me help plan the route."

[firacrux]

It is absolutely a slashing tool, the cartridges weren't meant to be projectiles at all. "They provide a shock wave, not a fuckin' projectile. You see a barrel on this thing?" There is definitely no barrel. Nowhere for a bullet to actually escape, only vents for the explosion itself to not blow the weapon apart.

He huffed at that, raising an eyebrow at Duke suspiciously. "The hell d'you know about plannin' routes?" Or where they're going, for that matter. Sorry, Duke, he's slipping into combat mode and it makes him suspicious of everyone until they've proven themselves. Once they're all loaded and kitted he'd motion for Duke to follow, peeking out the door before heading out into the common area of their dorms. Seemed abandoned, for now.