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Hey look, another portal to who knows where! There were a few things different about this one though.
For one thing voices were coming out of it in an odd mix of languages before resolving into the one Hiro knew best.
For another? It opened up right beside him, without any tech that he could see on his end that should have opened any such portal.
And if more weirdness was needed? It had gravity. Like a lot of it. He and much of the stuff around him was being pulled towards the center of it.
As to the voices coming out of it:
"You big baka! Mitaru at this mess! Everyone knows you can't make a mon to Yggdrasil with those calculations! That's not a bridge mandala! It's a summoning portal!" A youngish sounding female voice was screaming. "Idiot! Baka!"
An angry older voice, this one clearly belonging to an adult woman was screaming back. "Well maybe if the paper with all the calculations wasn't covered in ice cream I could read it!"
The voices grew louder, or rather, thanks to the increasing gravity, he was pulled closer.
"Maybe if you'd stop making your weirdo medicines and testing them on yourself all the time you could actually read basic Ndiminesional math!" the first voice accused
"Oho?" The second asked, almost purring now, all trace of anger seemingly gone. "Then who should I test it on I suppose? You, dear little sist... OW!" That would be when the first large item made it through. "What in the OW! It's raining... supplies of some sort!"
"I told you it's a summoning!" the first voice called, frantic. "Quick, erase the summoning sigil from the northwest sector."
"If I knew which one was the summoning sigil I wouldn't have used it!" the woman protested as he was falling into the portal.
"How did you ever get your license?" The younger one demanded. "It's this one here!" She started scrubbing at it furiously with the stick end of what looked like a comically large mallet.
Because now he could see the pair on the ground below him. The rapidly approaching ground. The woman was floating above some huge complicated design actually etched into the stone courtyard of some sort of Japanese temple. Her white hair was dancing weightless in the air around her.
The girl, on the other hand was firmly on the ground, fighting to obliterate one of the many complicated symbols, focused and frustrated, her long black hair hanging limp as an odd shaped robot and what looked like a small child tried to help her. "OH FOR GODDESS SAKE!" she finally yelled. "BACK!"
The woman floated up higher, the robot and the child rushed back as the teenager pulled what looked like one of those odd game balls with the wires out... of her shirt.... and threw it on the ground. The ground he was still approaching, though his fall was slowing.
There was a loud explosion that blew him back up several feet before letting him resume falling. More than half of the complicated circle and its symbols had been replaced with a smoking crater. The teenager looked more than a little worse for the wear standing right at the edge of it. She opened her mouth to speak, or cough when the woman finally looked up.
"INCOMING!" the woman said, seeing him falling at them with the last few of his belongings. "Wait, why is he falling as slowly as the book is?"
"SCIENCE!" the teen shouted in frustration. "SAVE HIM!"
"Yeah yeah," the woman said. "On it," she muttered, flying up to meet him, wings coming out of her back, one pure white, one jet black. And as she got closer he'd see that her face, chest, and clothes, had "Idiot!" written all over it in various odd typefaces. Usually with outlines, sometimes with drop shadows.
For one thing voices were coming out of it in an odd mix of languages before resolving into the one Hiro knew best.
For another? It opened up right beside him, without any tech that he could see on his end that should have opened any such portal.
And if more weirdness was needed? It had gravity. Like a lot of it. He and much of the stuff around him was being pulled towards the center of it.
As to the voices coming out of it:
"You big baka! Mitaru at this mess! Everyone knows you can't make a mon to Yggdrasil with those calculations! That's not a bridge mandala! It's a summoning portal!" A youngish sounding female voice was screaming. "Idiot! Baka!"
An angry older voice, this one clearly belonging to an adult woman was screaming back. "Well maybe if the paper with all the calculations wasn't covered in ice cream I could read it!"
The voices grew louder, or rather, thanks to the increasing gravity, he was pulled closer.
"Maybe if you'd stop making your weirdo medicines and testing them on yourself all the time you could actually read basic Ndiminesional math!" the first voice accused
"Oho?" The second asked, almost purring now, all trace of anger seemingly gone. "Then who should I test it on I suppose? You, dear little sist... OW!" That would be when the first large item made it through. "What in the OW! It's raining... supplies of some sort!"
"I told you it's a summoning!" the first voice called, frantic. "Quick, erase the summoning sigil from the northwest sector."
"If I knew which one was the summoning sigil I wouldn't have used it!" the woman protested as he was falling into the portal.
"How did you ever get your license?" The younger one demanded. "It's this one here!" She started scrubbing at it furiously with the stick end of what looked like a comically large mallet.
Because now he could see the pair on the ground below him. The rapidly approaching ground. The woman was floating above some huge complicated design actually etched into the stone courtyard of some sort of Japanese temple. Her white hair was dancing weightless in the air around her.
The girl, on the other hand was firmly on the ground, fighting to obliterate one of the many complicated symbols, focused and frustrated, her long black hair hanging limp as an odd shaped robot and what looked like a small child tried to help her. "OH FOR GODDESS SAKE!" she finally yelled. "BACK!"
The woman floated up higher, the robot and the child rushed back as the teenager pulled what looked like one of those odd game balls with the wires out... of her shirt.... and threw it on the ground. The ground he was still approaching, though his fall was slowing.
There was a loud explosion that blew him back up several feet before letting him resume falling. More than half of the complicated circle and its symbols had been replaced with a smoking crater. The teenager looked more than a little worse for the wear standing right at the edge of it. She opened her mouth to speak, or cough when the woman finally looked up.
"INCOMING!" the woman said, seeing him falling at them with the last few of his belongings. "Wait, why is he falling as slowly as the book is?"
"SCIENCE!" the teen shouted in frustration. "SAVE HIM!"
"Yeah yeah," the woman said. "On it," she muttered, flying up to meet him, wings coming out of her back, one pure white, one jet black. And as she got closer he'd see that her face, chest, and clothes, had "Idiot!" written all over it in various odd typefaces. Usually with outlines, sometimes with drop shadows.
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Date: 2019-10-02 04:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-04 11:24 pm (UTC)[He says as he gives a shrug, figuring between himself and Baymax he could probably manage that much. As he glances back to Baymax he tilts his head, considering.]
Not sure if his scanners would work from here to be able to try track down my aunt or our friends to help that way. I increased the range, but I wasn't exactly accounting for....you know. Whole other dimensions or worlds or whatever.
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Date: 2019-10-05 08:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-05 08:39 am (UTC)[Though of course back home only one was established yet. Which is just what Baymax says. That and more were simply stories or theory as yet. Which, well. This here, and his trip beyond with the portal back home from the Silent Sparrow experiment proved that there was more out there.]
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Date: 2019-10-05 05:10 pm (UTC)The small bot nodded, ran inside and came back with two sheets of paper. Skuld traded what she was holding for the pages. Skuld hed one up, flat. "One dimension. Well. not exactly, but for demonstration purposes." She rolled the page up. "Two." She put the rolled page on the flat paper. "Three." She did.... something. "Four. Tell me when we hit your threshold." Her hands shifted again, did something else. "Five...."
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Date: 2019-10-06 08:31 am (UTC)[Hiro isn't even sure what was going on. What Skuld was up to and trying to show him. Well, show him or Baymax, or both of them. It just looked like paper? That she rolled up? Hiro tilts his head in confusion, squinting a little. Trying to watch her hands as if that might help him figure it out.]
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Date: 2019-10-07 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-10 08:04 am (UTC)[And well. Baymax was more specialized with healthcare and such so isn't necessarily as able to help depending on the question or phrasing of it at least. But he also wants to try and help.]
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Date: 2019-10-11 03:02 am (UTC)She sounded frustrated.
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Date: 2019-10-12 01:36 am (UTC)[As delicious as apple pie is. Baymay helpfully finishes the Pi formula, because of course he had it memorized from downloading a lot of information from Hiro's computer, on top of his healthcare knowledge.]
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Date: 2019-10-15 06:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-19 01:50 am (UTC)Does that help? I have no idea how much this narrows things down or not. But, we're from San Fransokyo.
When playing Skuld, Google is my friend.
Date: 2019-10-19 10:51 am (UTC)"Planck's constant?"
Some characters are just so smart. In fields we are not.
Date: 2019-10-20 07:54 am (UTC)[But Hiro does blink at hearing there were that many San Fransokyo's. It makes sense? If there were different dimensions. Where things happened differently. He pauses then, his eyes widening and he pales slightly as he asks.]
....Tadashi. At least one of those versions has to have him survive. Right?
[Would anyone even actually notice if he were gone back home? He's not sure how this works. Even with her having explained it, or tried to, before. Because now he has that idea in his head, as he looks to her almost pleadingly. Ignoring Baymax saying his name, that hand at his shoulder.]
I sadly play many of them. And... the whole PSL may change based on his answer here....
Date: 2019-10-21 12:17 am (UTC)Of course he would at least consider it when she mentions there being other San Fransokyo cities
Date: 2019-10-24 04:45 am (UTC)[Baymax obliges in answering, though he then does quickly seem to turn his gaze back to Hiro. Sensing the other seeming rather emotional based on his vitals. That and the pattern of Tadashi clearly still lingering in causing Hiro to get emotional even if some time has passed by now.]
I....I don't know. I miss him. I don't know if that would mess with things, everyone back home missing me or me screwing with another....another me?
Fair enough, I just didn't think about it.
Date: 2019-10-26 04:30 am (UTC)"Wish?" Urd said, coming out. "What's this about wishes?"
Skuld looked panicked for a moment.
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Date: 2019-10-26 05:18 am (UTC)[Hiro asks, confused. Him ending up here, well. Maybe it was possible. He's just unsure what that would mean for back home. Let alone what to do about Baymax for that matter. He will probably never not get emotional about Tadashi. Back home, he....was starting to move on. Accept what happened, even if he couldn't yet forgive Callaghan.
This? Kind of almost threw all of that out the window. He barely registers Urd coming and asking about wishes, as Baymax glances to him patiently.]
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Date: 2019-10-28 08:13 am (UTC)"This sounds pretty heavy, what's going on?" Urd asked.
Skuld, reminded Urd was there, freaked again, and then blinked. "Um, isn't it time for your show?"
"Aww, Skuld learning to lie like her big sister...?"
Skuld pointed to a clock tower in the distance. Urd looked, blinked, then literally FLEW into the house, one black wing one white wing showing out of her back for a moment before she was gone. Skuld dropped to the floor, relieved.
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Date: 2019-10-29 07:01 am (UTC)[Hiro can't do more than just blink as Urd flees just as quickly as she had appeared. Or so it seemed. He raises an eyebrow, turning back to Skuld before giving a shrug.]
But....uh, I guess. That would be the ideal wouldn't it? Less complicated? I don't know how this stuff works, exactly. I just...figure, if there is a way to be with him again, without messing things up. Without everyone back home freaking out with missing me.
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Date: 2019-10-29 02:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-11-01 11:04 am (UTC)[Hiro decides, though he is possibly unsure what to make of her in this moment. Sure, he was starting to move on. But that didn't mean he couldn't take advantage of this? If it wouldn't cause issues back home, then why shouldn't he get to be with Tadashi again like before?
Or....as close to 'before' as things might get.]
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Date: 2019-11-07 07:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-11-09 03:02 am (UTC)[What was happening? Was she okay? He barely registers Baymax trying to say something about her heart rate amid it all, what with Hiro trying to go to her when she drops like that. Hiro isn't sure what was going on, how this worked? Was this her saying she could help him get to a different version of San Fransokyo with Tadashi? He just hadn't realized it meant all this for her? Whatever was going on with Skuld.]
Uh, okay. Thanks? But....are you okay? Skuld?
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Date: 2019-11-10 10:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:Do we want her to follow him to that world (you'd have to play Tadashi) or wrap up?
From:Already said my answer in Discord. But yeah, wrap up
From:Thank you for the awesome PSL! It was fun!
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