[Fin] The Murder-Free Hotel

[PointMaid]

Huh. Yeah. You should see skating in microgravity. Very cool. Also very deadly when they miscalculate their trajectory and their blade is in an inconvenient place... highly regulated after some bad accidents, you have to be really supervised now learning it.

[wahoothis]

Ranma scoffs and looked to the side. "Ice skating seems pretty girly to me. I don't see how guys can do that, aside from being the sauve types. The only reason I did it was to both get back a "pet," and because it was Martial Arts Figure Skating." Taking a deep breath, Ranma looked over at Busy and rolled his eyes. "Sure, fun. I guess you could call it that with all the cursed fighters who change forms due to water, close inches with death, love potions, and other bizarre adventures." The martial artist said slightly sarcastic.

[PointMaid]

...Acting like a 'girly', quote, thing is bad just because it's mainly enjoyed by girls. Fantastic. I forgot I was back in the Age of Misogyny.

[Kennifer]

"Yeah, he seems to have some... ideas about masculinity. I noted that back in the university."

As in, she literally wrote notes about it because of course she did.

"Guess that's what happens when you get people from a variety of worlds together. Though I'd take his macho ideals any day over... some of the other viewpoints I've heard."

Alexis does not sound like she wishes to elaborate on this, particularly after making a point to ignore the person whose viewpoints she was talking about.

[wahoothis]

"Wha-" Ranma looked over at her, before realizing what she meant. "Hey, wait a minute. I'm not- I didn't mean- I just meant" And now he's realizing that he's ended up making himself looking like a sexist pig. "I-I just meant that seeing some guys do stuff like that is weird, like eating sweets and all that. I'm not trying to saying doing stuff like that if you're a guy is bad, just I was raised where I had to be a man among men and- I am just making myself look worse, aren't I?" Ranma put his hands on his knees and took a deep breath.

[PointMaid]

...I'm not sure what you went through. But I remember an old saying I heard in history class. "Patriarchy harms everyone."

[wahoothis]

"Never heard that before. Then again, never really paid attention in history or any other class that doesn't involve martial arts." He also has no idea what a patriarchy is, but he's just going to not mention that to avoid making a bigger fool of himself.

[PointMaid]

...I'm not sure my history is the same as your history, anyway. I seem to come from a later time period than most of the people here.

[wahoothis]

". . . Time period? Hang on. . . Isn't it 1980?" Ranma asked, getting a bit confused.

[wingedcatgirl]

"As I reckon it, it's

year 4this is probably not what i said it was before but i don't remember that now lol

of the Seventh Astral Era," Vivi says. "That's so tied to Eorzean history that there's no way any of you call it the same thing."

[Despair's Archon of Memes]

I gained awareness around... September 2017... so... Yeah... time is a fuck here...

[Kennifer]

"I thought it was 2020-something. Or at least it was before I got thrown into any games."

Meanwhile, Kennifer has gone to... get some wine.

[wahoothis]

Ranma listened to the others and clapped his hands together. He. . . seems relatively fine hearing all this. ". . . . . . Is this like that time I ate those mushrooms and became a little kid, or is it like time traveling shenanigans or whatever?" Ranma asked pretty calmly.

[PointMaid]

When I... disappeared... from my ship and mission before I found myself in one of these games, it was 2515. Or at least that was the year on Earth before we left.

[SmilyCube112]

This got Moon, Angel and Calli thinking DEEP about what happened with them.

"Last thing I recall before winding up in that virus game was chillin' with my friends, Angel too."
"That's richt, lassie. Except ah mind staying wi' thaim efter ye vanished, 'n' we wur keekin fur ye. Noo ah bet they're keekin fur me, tae."

"I recall that I was just winding down after finishing a livestream when I wound up here. And then that Junko individual was pretty much squeeing over me after I got me."
"Oh, right, I remember that."

[Dookie]

"Back where I came from, it was 2022."

[Kennifer]

Kennifer just mutters something about "time shit" and drinks her wine.

[Dookie]

Cass looks at Kennifer's wine.

"Huh. What's that? Can I have some?"

[Kennifer]

"It's... uh, it's special grape juice just for grownups. Not sure you'd like it."

Kennifer takes another sip.


Meanwhile, Alexis is looking for something to write on. Basically she's just wanting to write down the various years everyone came from.

[Dookie]

"Grape juice? I can handle it! And besides, i'm technically an adult. If you're addicted to it..I kinda wanna join you."

Little does she know, Alchohol is a main ingrediant.

[Kennifer]

"It's kind of an acquired taste... I mean, I don't know if you'd like it."

Besides that, her glass is mostly empty by now.

[wahoothis]

Ranma sits there silently hearing the different days, taking a deep breath. "So this is some time travel bullshit, huh? Yeah, that's cool cool cool cool." Ranma said, hands still cupped together. "Excuse me for a moment, would you?" The sixteen year old martial artist walks off to his room. And those with attentive hearing should be able to hear muffled screams from his room. He. . . Seems to be handling this revelation alright. . . probably.

[Kennifer]

Alexis chuckles lightly, while Kennifer downs the rest of her wine in one drink.

[Florien]

Oh, my year is... 1440, 12th of the 4th. Wait, did I count right?... uhh... yeah, 12th of the 4th.

[GoldenCityBird]

Rasel looks around. "Wait... where the hell am I?"

"I think we're..." Jindra starts to talk, but they get cut off by Rasel.

"Don't worry. I have a plan."

Rasel starts to head to the kitchen. Jindra, riding on his shoulder, waves at the others, before the duo arrive at the kitchen.

"There," Rasel says, sighing. "Familiar place... that's good."

"Why did you go here?" Jindra hopps off of Rasel's shoulder and onto the counter. "Are you hungry? 'Cause I am."

Rasel goes to the cupboard. "Actually... not really. Here," he says, tossing a pack of pre-prepared potato pancakes in Jindra's direction. "I need to get some sleep. Help yourself; it's not like anyone's saying no."

With that, Rasel heads upstairs to his room.

Jindra contemplates the packet, somewhat let down. "Well... it'd be better to share..."