Originally Posted: October 7th, 2010.
Looking at the apartment... This woman appeared to be my roommate. To the left of this short hallway from door to main room, was a closet. To the right was a bathroom. I peeked in. The human side was boarded up, and the Reploids Stations were kept in mint condition. I closed the door and proceeded to the main room. It was bursting with anime and manga. Not a hint of girlishness. This was looking at the general area the TV was in, and the shelves. I looked around the room; posters, books, action figures, and one particular part had weapons, a capsule, and other things somebody would need for war or battle.
"You must be a Hunter..." I stated.
'Her', Aki, was sitting on a chair watching TV. The news was on. Totally unexpected after looking at the room. I saw there was no other doors. Aki ignored my statement almost as if I stated the obvious. After entering the full apartment room, to the right was a bed. No walls or covers. It was a king size bed and at the foot of the bed was a bookshelf. Behind that, where the kitchen of the apartment was, was a capsule. The window there was plastered over leaving that corner dark. There were no ceiling lights, only regular portable lights.
Looking at Aki... I decided to look at her appearance. She was tall, around 6 feet tall with silver hair in a long ponytail hanging down to her thighs. She had a red, white, and gray colour scheme. It was an older style of armour originating in Canada. She also didn't physically appear Japanese on her face. Her accent was perfect though. If anything, she spoke better than I did. She had a slender figure but like most Japanese New Gens, she has slightly muscular arms to appear more human. Everything about her points to her origins being Canada
"... Where do I crash?" I asked.
She got up, walked over to me, and pushed me down the short hall. To my left was a closet and to my right was a bathroom. Converted for Reploid use of course... Behind me was the door. She grabbed the handle of the closet and slid it open and pushed me inside. I'm taller than her and she's pushing me around like a kid. There was barely any room inside this tiny closet.
"That is where you 'crash'". she said. She closed the door, and I heard a locking sound. Locked in a closet... Joy.
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Eventually I did fall asleep and was busy lying down on the ground of the closet. It was getting comfy actually. If I was a normal Reploid, it'd be slightly different. After a while, I woke up. I let out a yawn and went to stretch, but nothing. Outside, I heard the news blaring and I heard somebody in the bathroom using a sink. I knew it was Aki. I knocked on the door because it was too cramped for my size. "Hey, let me oooout!" I shouted. "I'm not a fan of normal Reploids. They're smug and treat us like dirt just because we're New Gens. Probably preemptive thinking we're going to take their jobs, make them obsolete..." Aki said as she shut off the sink.
I heard footsteps. That sound always intrigues me when Reploids walk. New Gen's have that light sound toned down so it's not a thud. I call it a "chu chu chu" sound. I only realized now I make it when I walk.
"I'm not a normal Reploid. I'm a New Gen too!" I shouted.
There was silence. After a while, I heard a click and the door opened.
She grabbed me and yanked me to my feet. I shook my head and got a stretch, pushing on the ceiling.
"... Sorry. I'm just very mistrusting of normal Reploids. I feel totally terrible... I'm bat at judging people." Aki said as she leaned over on the wall. I stood there and nodded my head in agreement. She got a slight frown on my face. She grabbed me by my hair and walked down the hallway. I had no choice but to comply. She threw me forwards as I fell on the couch. I expected it to break but got a loud thud instead.
"... Well, that's an odd apology." I said as I felt the couch. I grabbed the left arm of the couch as I pulled my whole body on and pushed to a sitting position. I knocked on the seat of the couch.
"What is this couch made of? Manga, I bet..." I said, laughing.
She stood there, and yanked the end of the cover, covering my head. I pulled it off my head and looked at the arm. It was a shelf with Manga on it. I stood up and pulled the covers off the seat of the couch. It was a couch made out of Manga and shelves.
"... I was kidding, but... Wow..." I said. I fixed the covers as Aki looked around the room, gathering various things. I looked forward staring at the TV. Beside the TV on each side was a window, and to my right was another window with sunlight pouring in.
"Touch nothing." she said. "I need to go to the Hunter Base... Do what you will in Tokyo." she said. "... Later, I'll have a welcome party for you." she stated.
She walked over to the capsule at the end of the room stashed behind the bookshelf in the old kitchen area. She pulled a sheathe put from behind it and placed it on her waist. It was a Ninjato, used for Shinobi styled reploids.
"... Nice sword." I said.
She pulled it out. She held it in front of me. I looked at it. "What do you notice about this blade?" she asked. I stared at it. I was unsure.
"There's no scratches or marks on it. No smudges or anything, even though this blade is frequently used. Mixed materials, involving Titanium, Nickel and Copper, and even material of a Meteorite reinforced with Diamond coating. This blade is unscratchable, unmarkable, priceless, and is beautifully crafted. I will end you if you touch this blade." she said.
I looked at it with wide eyes again. I adored it. It was a sword that could, and should be sold. What person uses metal during a age of Saberized Weaponry? It should be on display, what I thought, but... If she's telling the truth, and this blade is as inexpensive and priceless as she says, why use it in battle where loss can easily happen? I dare not ask out loud, I just nodded my head.
She sheathed the sword, and walked over to the capsule once again. She grabbed a compartment on the bottom; it appeared to be a drawer. When pulled out, there was just a circle there.
"Before I go..." she said.
She tossed me a card. On it was a curfew: "9:00pm". Below that was information about what I can do. Three items on it. "Sleep on Couch", "Read recent SJ next to TV", and finally, "Use Reploid components in bathroom."
I looked at her again. She pressed a few buttons on the Console of the Capsule. The circular disk floated into the air, hitting the ceiling, and she stepped onto the bottom disk.
"Follow those, or else." she said.
blue light was transfered inbetween the two discs, and she faded away. I looked back at the car, nodded, and placed the card on the couch. I could feel myself at full energy. My systems are odd.
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I walk onto the streets. Impossible to move. The sidewalks are full and cramped. I forced my way past people, and went to a corner. The streets were filled too. I wondered why.
. . .
I forced my way down the street even more, took a left at the corner, and somehow found myself pushed into a store. TV's were loaded. The News flashed on, and I stared at it.
"This is Aonojo Mai on NTO News with a shocking update. Today, a development has occurred regarding the New Generation Reploids incident occurring worldwide. Megalopolis recently faced a crisis that only lasted around 20 minutes. A New Generation Reploid, named 'Gigavolt Man-o-War' absorbed the city's energy supply, and the city itself was in danger of being destroyed. The crisis was stopped by a group of Maverick Hunters from the Far West Maveick Hunter Headquarters. Further details will be released on our website."
A New Generation Reploid went Maverick? There were 10 recognized New Generations; one is a Prototype, one was just destroyed as a Maverick, and the other was kidnapped. All hell is breaking loose with these New Generations. I wonder if any of the other recognized Reploids have been destroyed.
Soon, I realized I am lost. I opened my computer on my wrist, and went to the map.
"UNAVAILABLE" it read.
"MY ASS IS UNAVAILABLE!" I screamed out loud in the middle of the store.
Everybody looked at me. The Manager approached me.
"Sir, I'm going to-" I cut the Manager off. "Yeah, yeah, I know..." I said.
I left the store, pushing everybody out of the way. I wondered if my computer would be able to work again if I left the store. I opened it again once outside. "UNAVAILABLE". I closed it. On the top of it, it read "DATALOG". I thought nothing of it. I would then forever use the term "Datalog" for it. I had an ominous feeling about being lost in Neo Tokyo. I decided to go to a restaurant and eat. I looked around/ No signs in sight. I sighed, and started walking again. My Navigation is flawed...