*somewhere in the world*
Where
am I?
*runs around
in circles* Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
This
is one weird town. *walks to the girl* Where am I little girl?
Momma told
me never to talk to strangers.
I'm
a Control Agent. I won't hurt you.
Momma told
me never to talk to strangers.
How
old are you?
Momma told
me never to talk to strangers.
What's
2+2?
Momma told
me never to talk to strangers.
I
can see I'm not gonna get anywhere with this. Typical RPG girl.
*walks out*
Ah, a stranger from the outside. May I ask who you are?
My
name is Orakio. I've fallen from my flight and don't know where I
am.
Ah, Orakio.
Welcome back. What has it been, 1000 years now?
What?
Welcome
back to Landen, Master Orakio.
What
are you talking about?
We've been
expecting you.
*to
self* Might as well play along, he thinks I'm the Orakio of 1000
years ago. *to old man* Well, what do you know?
Well, for
the last few days, we've lived in darkness. Something above us
has blocked the sun.
I've
seen that.
I don't
think I've seen anything like it in 1000 years. Not since...
Wait,
you're 1000 years old?
Why yes, I
am. Now... what was I saying?
The
blocking of the sun.
Oh yeah...
what about it?
*thud*
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