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Intro. You open your eyes. It looks like they were closed for some reason. In fact, you are on the same bus you were in the last hours, the bus you boarded for the school. You look around and see your colleagues. They are talking to each other, looking out the window and pointing everywhere. They seem quite frantic.
You decide to look out the window. His eyes wide by surprise. The mountainous region you were used to seeing in the last few hours has disappeared. Instead, it seems that the bus is in the middle of a huge open field.
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sudden opening of the front door of the bus. A girl, apparently a little older than you, dressed in what you could describe as a kind of magic girl cosplay, enters.
greetings. My name is Sion. I am the granddaughter of the great sage , she says, with a formal but somewhat lively voice.
The bus driver, Mr. Tanaka, gets up from the seat. Aug
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@Gabriel
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Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes. It looks like they were closed for some reason. In fact, you are on the same bus you were in the last hours, the bus you boarded for the school. You look around and see your colleagues. They are talking to each other, looking out the window and pointing everywhere. They seem quite frantic.
You decide to look out the window. His eyes wide by surprise. The mountainous region you were used to seeing in the last few hours has disappeared. Instead, it seems that the bus is in the middle of a huge open field.
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sudden opening of the front door of the bus. A girl, apparently a little older than you, dressed in what you could describe as a kind of magic girl cosplay, enters.
greetings. My name is Sion. I am the granddaughter of the great sage , she says, with a formal but somewhat lively voice.
The bus driver, Mr. Tanaka, gets up from the seat. Aug
iska rpg
@Gabriel
iska rpg
iska rpg