#tod open

Eugh... the first thing Gianni noticed as he slipped into consciousness was the extremely uncomfortable ground he was laying on. He wasted no time standing up, brushing the dirt off of him. Not the most pleasant way to wake up, with loud noises and face first on the ground. He couldn't remember what he was last doing but he did feel hungover or anything... hm. Finally taking notice of his surroundings, Gianni glanced over the rest of the kids in Simmilar positions on the ground. Well this made the situation a lot more bizarre. What country was he even in? This place looked fucking awful... he was distracted by the robot looking statue rousing and... talking. Alright. When it finished it's speech Gianni had many questions. Many. Namely, what the hell was going on here? He took a deep breath, plastering his go to charming smile on and turned to the nearest standing person. "Hey there, doll. You wouldn't happen to know what's going on here, would you?" He was the picture of beautiful serenity, though he was far from it.

Shizeng was brought to consciousness by the piercing sound of machinery. He groggily sat up, clutching at his head as the sound faded away. Noticing the group of students littering the ground around him, he was completely shocked to see he didn't recognize any of them, or where they were for that matter. The sprawling city around them seemed utterly desolated, and abandoned for quite awhile. The people he saw in the distance were, at closer look, simply mannequins. This places was overtly creepy.... However, he was even more shocked when the fountain statue began to move and talk. "S-sixty to a-seventy.. y-y-years?" He mumbled under his breath, wholly in shock. He fumbled in his pocket for the before mentioned electronic notepad. He held it in his shaking hands, before remembering something important. His precious companions! Were they here? He couldn't for the life of him remember what he was doing before waking up in this place... Shizeng carefully put away the notepad, still in a calm sort of shock, while he messily opened his belt pouch with shaking hands. Nothing was in there but supplies. "Oh no... I hope t-their okay... w-wherever they are... " He frowned, looking down at the ground while the students around him stirred. Shizeng hadn't quite yet grasped the situation at hand.