COME ON. SWITCH ON.

[its_space_time]

Characters: Gentarou and YOU.
Setting: Room 1-20, Dorm Halls, Cafeteria, Floor Eleven
Format: Starts prose, will follow whatever!
Summary: Gentarou gets up and about, and tries to figure out just what the hell is going on.
Warnings: None so far, will update if necessary.

*Room 1-20

Once the paralysis wore off, Gentarou launched off and over the side of his bed like a bolt of lightning. All this served was to leave his face planted right into the floor. Not exactly the most graceful waking, but he was pretty confused, in all fairness.

After a few moments of this, Gentarou managed to find his legs and fumble around until he discovered the trunk at the end of his bed. Inside it resided clothes, his Fourze Driver, and ... well, he figured those were all forty (one) of his Astro Switches.

And hair gel.

...

Yeah, that was even more confusing.

He hastily dressed himself, trying to piece things together in his mind. The last thing he remembered, he'd defeated the Gemini Horoscope... They'd returned to the Rabbit Hutch...

Rising up and not yet loading up his Driver, he finally took notice of the letter addressed to him.

Then, he read it.

There were a few moments where he stood there, slack jawed and in shock. If what this was saying was true, then everyone was...

He eased less than a minute later, crumpling the paper in his fist and shaking his head.

No. He couldn't, he wouldn't believe that. Even as his mind tried to wrap itself around the possibility, he tried to punt it right out of his mind. He'd come back from oblivion himself, and he'd sure as hell noticed it when it happened.

There was no way.

...right?

With an audible groan, he slapped his forehead.

First thing was first.

"Where the hell AM I?!"
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*Dorm Hallways

Now armed with his loaded Driver tucked in his jacket and an assortment of Switches, Gentarou stalked out of his room like he owned the joint. It had taken a serious self pep talk, but for the moment he was trying not to let the worries about his friends and world stop him.

He wouldn't stop worrying about those things, but if he concentrated on them that would grind him to a halt. He had to have tunnel vision, if only for a little while. He had to figure out just what was going on. Thus, he moved out, looking for anyone who would listen to him.

Hell, even if they didn't want to, he wouldn't give them much a choice.
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*Cafeteria

...but even the most steadfast hunt for the truth isn't going to work on an empty stomach.

Gentarou made a face as he sat at a table, stirring the bland looking oatmeal sitting before him.

He made an even bigger face as he tried eating it.

Suddenly, he was seriously missing Amanogawa High's cafeteria.
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*Floor Eleven

Eventually, after eating and wandering around and wondering just what kind of crazy mad scientist could have concocted this place, Gentarou made his way to the 11th Floor, and stared out at the open air.

He pursed his lips and slapped the NS Magphone shut after the umpteenth time of trying to get a signal on it and getting just ... nothing. Diddly squat.

Thus, he pulled out his Driver.

From pretty much anywhere nearby, anyone could well have taken notice of an explosion of energy and an energetic shout, before the white armored Kamen Rider Fouze stood in Gentarou's place.

Reaching down to the Driver, he flipped the black switch on the far left side.

[RADAR ON]

There was another flash around the gauntlet of Fourze's left arm, as the Radar Module appeared on it. He thrust it into the air as he attempted to activate it.

"C'mon, Kengo!" he shouted, frustration seeping into his voice. "Pick up the damned phone!"

Several moments passed, but... nothing. Not even any indication that the damned thing was even working beyond its activation.

He gave a dejected sigh, and slowly lowered his arm - eventually, after a few minutes. Not bothering to untransform, Fourze squatted down and looked out. He stayed like that for a good while.

Comments

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou really can't argue with that, so he just nods sagely, crossing his arms.]

Yeah, I hear you. But I wouldn't wanna make anyone feel bad about it, y'know?

[He raises a hand, giving a small salute.]

The name's Gentarou! Gentarou Kisaragi.

[mustlovedogs]

Not like you're gonna go rub it in, right?

[Mondo, on the other hand, offers his hand for a handshake.]

Mondo Oowada.

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou grins and takes the hand enthusiastically, initiating a particular handshake involving copious fist bumps.

Hey, might as well start early, right?]

Nice to meet you, man!

So, how long you been stuck in this place?

[mustlovedogs]

[He sort of stumbles through the fistbumping, not knowing...exactly what's going on.]

Hey, you too! Lemme think... [He looks up and starts counting on his fingers.] Guess this's month four. You?

[its_space_time]

[He just takes the stumbling in stride.]

...just woke up. Kind of just tryin' to feel my way around.

[mustlovedogs]

Seriously? Shit, that fucking sucks. You ate that oatmeal crap yet?

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou cocks his head to one side.]

Oatmeal?

[He doesn't want to ask, but.]

...what about it?

[mustlovedogs]

They make you eat oatmeal before anything else. Tastes like ass, looks even worse.

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou furrows his brow and crosses his arms.]

And what if I don't wanna?

[mustlovedogs]

Then you're gonna puke 'til you do.

[its_space_time]

[...seriously? Seriously. Gentarou shakes his head and looks down at his stomach, then back.]

How the hell does THAT work?

[mustlovedogs]

Fuck if I know. Maybe all the other food's poisoned but there's some kind of antipoison in the oatmeal?

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou looked down at his stomach and patted it. Yeah, he didn't like the sound of all that. He glanced back up at Mondo.]

Can't be worse than a school cafeteria... right?

[mustlovedogs]

If that'll make you feel better, sure. But no, man, it's way fucking worse.

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou's lips become a thin line for a moment, before he sighs.]

Well, gotta do what ya gotta do, I guess. Thanks for the heads up, at least!

[mustlovedogs]

Yeah, gotta suck it up sometimes. Plug your nose or something, I dunno. Not like the food here's ever much better.

[its_space_time]

[Well this place was getting off to a stellar start. He just sighs and rolls one shoulder in a bit of a shrug.]

Eh, whatever. I'll deal, then! There's more important things to worry about than that stuff.

[mustlovedogs]

Aah, that's not even close to as bad as the other shit they do. Watch out they don't try to experiment on you or some shit.

[its_space_time]

[Just when he thinks he's heard enough to weird him out here...]

E- experiments...?

[Clearly he doesn't want to ask, but... dude, what?]

[mustlovedogs]

Happens a lot. People go missing, then they show up again and those bastards've done some crazy shit to them. Kind of stuff you don't wanna hear about.

[its_space_time]

[Gentarou's eyes shift, and his brow furrows a bit. Yeah, that. That's not something a hero of justice anyone really wants to be hearing.]

You say "they..." The folks in charge of this place?

[mustlovedogs]

That's right. Don't really know what they're supposed to be. Some kinda mad scientists or something?

[its_space_time]

[Oh yeah, he's done the mad scientist thing. They sorta killed his alien sorta-girlfriend, whoops. He frowns.]

Hn. Ain't been anyone to take care of them, eh?

[mustlovedogs]

Don't sound like it's gonna happen. Not unless everybody got together to do it.

[its_space_time]

[Well, that brought up a very good question.]

Why haven't they?