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What's up? I'm just a user - you might even call me AGenericUser. Sometimes I do an obscure little thing called roleplay - maybe you've heard of such a thing before? At any rate, there's not really much to tell you about myself. I like JRPGs though, so there's that I guess.
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@Crimmy @vancexentan
A few blocks away from the park?
Ishido had entered the room, still with a burning curiosity - and 'bravery', merely born from a lack of understanding regarding the situation he'd found himself in. Ishido's goal remained unchanged, too... he wished to find the homeowner, which Ishido thought would answer any lingering questions he had. Was the golden fog truly toxic fumes, or was Ishido mistaken? This was a very viable possibility...
Ishido was lost in thought as he gazed around the dark, decrepit looking house. At first, he thought about things relating to his situation... though in time, he found his mind drifting off to more casual matters.
'I want to be an interesting person,' Ishido pondered. 'When I asked Mr. Yoichi about what makes a person a person... he listed five things. He also said I was weird in the good way, but... What were those things? I'll have to pull out my notebook and see...'
Casually, Ishido leaned against one of the house's walls as he pulled out his notebook, along with a small blue pen from his pocket. Immediately, Ishido flipped through the pages of the notebook - to the first page that wasn't filled with writing. But upon laying eyes on this page, Ishido found that what he sought was not present... he'd neglected to write it down! That, or he'd written it on another page... this was a very plausible explanation.
As Ishido held his notebook in place and prepared to write, however... he found himself faced with a conundrum... he didn't recall the date. This irritated Ishido. He couldn't write a diary entry if he didn't know the date! Never, ever had Ishido seen a diary entry without the date... it was simply not a thing that people should do. Everyone else signed the date onto their diary... evidently, there was a reason for it. Ishido didn't know why, exactly, but he did it anyways. Besides - it was useful, in that it allowed Ishido to remember what happened on what day. How convenient!
With a sigh, Ishido stepped away from the house's wall and looked around. His curiosity still remained, though he had previously grown sidetracked... thought it had passed. What was in the room? It was up to Ishido Yoichi to solve that mystery.
The very first thing that stuck out to Ishido was interesting, no doubt. There was something that Ishido spotted on the floor's carpet, something darker than midnight. In shape, it looked human - but it seemed to lack some of the features that a human would possess, at least in Ishido's experience. In a way, it seemed almost... blank to Ishido. And, this resonated with Ishido Yoichi, the self proclaimed blank slate.
'Blank... that's a lot like me, isn't it?' Ishido thought, stepping closer and closer to whatever it was on the floor. 'I... I don't want to be some blank slate... but I don't have my memories, if I even had any. So that's what I am, a blank slate... for now.'
'But Mr. Yoichi and Mrs. Yoichi told me something. Everyone starts off as a blank slate! And when you've got a blank slate, there's one thing to do...' Ishido continued to think. 'You can add to it. That's what I want to do with myself.'
Ishido's train of thought was swiftly brought off the rails by a vaguely familiar voice... as familiar as a voice he'd heard once or twice could be, anyways. If Ishido remembered correctly... the voice was from the boy Ishido had encountered earlier, known as Hans. From the sound of it, they'd asked if everything was alright... nothing was particularly out of the ordinary to Ishido at all.
The figure on the ground - that was the homeowner, wasn't it? Ishido thought they were sleeping on the ground... this was something of note to Ishido. Mr. and Mrs. Yoichi always slept in a bed, and so did Ishido. But perhaps they were doing it all wrong? Perhaps it was best to sleep on the ground? Perhaps the Yoichi family were outliers regarding sleeping style? When Ishido got home, he had a plan. That plan was to sleep on the floor.
Ishido placed a hand onto the figure, then replied to Hans's question calmly, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. After all... nothing was out of the ordinary! Right?
"I'm okay." Ishido replied, with his usual calm, unfazed demeanor, oblivious to the situation around him. "I found someone, though. I'm going to wake them up."
A few blocks away from the park?
Ishido had entered the room, still with a burning curiosity - and 'bravery', merely born from a lack of understanding regarding the situation he'd found himself in. Ishido's goal remained unchanged, too... he wished to find the homeowner, which Ishido thought would answer any lingering questions he had. Was the golden fog truly toxic fumes, or was Ishido mistaken? This was a very viable possibility...
Ishido was lost in thought as he gazed around the dark, decrepit looking house. At first, he thought about things relating to his situation... though in time, he found his mind drifting off to more casual matters.
'I want to be an interesting person,' Ishido pondered. 'When I asked Mr. Yoichi about what makes a person a person... he listed five things. He also said I was weird in the good way, but... What were those things? I'll have to pull out my notebook and see...'
Casually, Ishido leaned against one of the house's walls as he pulled out his notebook, along with a small blue pen from his pocket. Immediately, Ishido flipped through the pages of the notebook - to the first page that wasn't filled with writing. But upon laying eyes on this page, Ishido found that what he sought was not present... he'd neglected to write it down! That, or he'd written it on another page... this was a very plausible explanation.
As Ishido held his notebook in place and prepared to write, however... he found himself faced with a conundrum... he didn't recall the date. This irritated Ishido. He couldn't write a diary entry if he didn't know the date! Never, ever had Ishido seen a diary entry without the date... it was simply not a thing that people should do. Everyone else signed the date onto their diary... evidently, there was a reason for it. Ishido didn't know why, exactly, but he did it anyways. Besides - it was useful, in that it allowed Ishido to remember what happened on what day. How convenient!
With a sigh, Ishido stepped away from the house's wall and looked around. His curiosity still remained, though he had previously grown sidetracked... thought it had passed. What was in the room? It was up to Ishido Yoichi to solve that mystery.
The very first thing that stuck out to Ishido was interesting, no doubt. There was something that Ishido spotted on the floor's carpet, something darker than midnight. In shape, it looked human - but it seemed to lack some of the features that a human would possess, at least in Ishido's experience. In a way, it seemed almost... blank to Ishido. And, this resonated with Ishido Yoichi, the self proclaimed blank slate.
'Blank... that's a lot like me, isn't it?' Ishido thought, stepping closer and closer to whatever it was on the floor. 'I... I don't want to be some blank slate... but I don't have my memories, if I even had any. So that's what I am, a blank slate... for now.'
'But Mr. Yoichi and Mrs. Yoichi told me something. Everyone starts off as a blank slate! And when you've got a blank slate, there's one thing to do...' Ishido continued to think. 'You can add to it. That's what I want to do with myself.'
Ishido's train of thought was swiftly brought off the rails by a vaguely familiar voice... as familiar as a voice he'd heard once or twice could be, anyways. If Ishido remembered correctly... the voice was from the boy Ishido had encountered earlier, known as Hans. From the sound of it, they'd asked if everything was alright... nothing was particularly out of the ordinary to Ishido at all.
The figure on the ground - that was the homeowner, wasn't it? Ishido thought they were sleeping on the ground... this was something of note to Ishido. Mr. and Mrs. Yoichi always slept in a bed, and so did Ishido. But perhaps they were doing it all wrong? Perhaps it was best to sleep on the ground? Perhaps the Yoichi family were outliers regarding sleeping style? When Ishido got home, he had a plan. That plan was to sleep on the floor.
Ishido placed a hand onto the figure, then replied to Hans's question calmly, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. After all... nothing was out of the ordinary! Right?
"I'm okay." Ishido replied, with his usual calm, unfazed demeanor, oblivious to the situation around him. "I found someone, though. I'm going to wake them up."
@Crimmy @vancexentan
A few blocks away from the park?
As Ishido wandered through the dark, mysterious house... he began to realize that something felt distinctly off. Ishido couldn't fathom as to precisely what, however... though, Ishido simply tried to brush it off. Chances were it was something normal, something everyday to other people. They wouldn't even think anything was odd about the house, wouldn't they?! It was just an ordinary house, not too different from the Yoichi household. The strangest thing about it was that it was dark, and even then... Ishido knew that was completely normal.
So why did it still feel like something was weird, to the scarfed wanderer Ishido Yoichi? Again, he knew not why... but he placed those thoughts to the back of his mind and continued his investigation of the house. He kept a watchful eye open for anything that caught his attention, but either there was nothing - or he hadn't seen anything, which was the more likely possibility.
Suddenly, Ishido shivered, completely out of the blue. All of a sudden... he felt cold. It was a similar feeling to that of one breathing onto another's skin... a chilling feeling. With a flinch, Ishido immediately paused and gasped lightly... only to dismiss the strange sensation. While it did feel like someone was breathing on Ishido's skin, it was more than likely not the case. Mr. Yoichi always told Ishido to keep a sharp mind... and that the mind can trick you into believing things to be something they are not. After all, the sensation was a cold one. The wind could be cold, too, and it seemed completely reasonable to Ishido that a dark house would be rather cold.
Then, out of the corner of his eye - something piqued Ishido's attention. An open door...! At that moment, Ishido had an epiphany of sorts. The door to the house was ajar, wasn't it? Someone had opened it... unless the boy called Hans had opened it prior. But this door Ishido just encountered... it was open, too.
The theory Ishido had arrived on was that someone had entered the house, likely the homeowner - and that they'd entered the door that Ishido had his eye on. Ishido was hoping to encounter the homeowner. Perhaps they knew more about the situation, or they could confirm Ishido's theory on the golden fog?
And chances were, in Ishido's mind... that the homeowner lied beyond the door in front of him. A subdued excitement built in Ishido. Chances were, he was going to meet the homeowner! Perhaps they'd know more about the situation, and could help him and that Hans fellow out.
'I wonder how he's going...' Ishido wondered, as he slowly approached the ajar door that seemingly awaited to be opened, his steps audible. 'That Hans guy is still out there... I hope he's alright out there. Both of us sound pretty clueless... well, on this situation. I'm clueless all the time...'
Ishido placed a hand onto the ajar door, and began to open it. Was he brimming with bravery, burning like flames - or rather, was he simply full of ignorance regarding his current situation? Could he even fathom what he'd found himself in?
It was more than likely the latter.
A few blocks away from the park?
As Ishido wandered through the dark, mysterious house... he began to realize that something felt distinctly off. Ishido couldn't fathom as to precisely what, however... though, Ishido simply tried to brush it off. Chances were it was something normal, something everyday to other people. They wouldn't even think anything was odd about the house, wouldn't they?! It was just an ordinary house, not too different from the Yoichi household. The strangest thing about it was that it was dark, and even then... Ishido knew that was completely normal.
So why did it still feel like something was weird, to the scarfed wanderer Ishido Yoichi? Again, he knew not why... but he placed those thoughts to the back of his mind and continued his investigation of the house. He kept a watchful eye open for anything that caught his attention, but either there was nothing - or he hadn't seen anything, which was the more likely possibility.
Suddenly, Ishido shivered, completely out of the blue. All of a sudden... he felt cold. It was a similar feeling to that of one breathing onto another's skin... a chilling feeling. With a flinch, Ishido immediately paused and gasped lightly... only to dismiss the strange sensation. While it did feel like someone was breathing on Ishido's skin, it was more than likely not the case. Mr. Yoichi always told Ishido to keep a sharp mind... and that the mind can trick you into believing things to be something they are not. After all, the sensation was a cold one. The wind could be cold, too, and it seemed completely reasonable to Ishido that a dark house would be rather cold.
Then, out of the corner of his eye - something piqued Ishido's attention. An open door...! At that moment, Ishido had an epiphany of sorts. The door to the house was ajar, wasn't it? Someone had opened it... unless the boy called Hans had opened it prior. But this door Ishido just encountered... it was open, too.
The theory Ishido had arrived on was that someone had entered the house, likely the homeowner - and that they'd entered the door that Ishido had his eye on. Ishido was hoping to encounter the homeowner. Perhaps they knew more about the situation, or they could confirm Ishido's theory on the golden fog?
And chances were, in Ishido's mind... that the homeowner lied beyond the door in front of him. A subdued excitement built in Ishido. Chances were, he was going to meet the homeowner! Perhaps they'd know more about the situation, and could help him and that Hans fellow out.
'I wonder how he's going...' Ishido wondered, as he slowly approached the ajar door that seemingly awaited to be opened, his steps audible. 'That Hans guy is still out there... I hope he's alright out there. Both of us sound pretty clueless... well, on this situation. I'm clueless all the time...'
Ishido placed a hand onto the ajar door, and began to open it. Was he brimming with bravery, burning like flames - or rather, was he simply full of ignorance regarding his current situation? Could he even fathom what he'd found himself in?
It was more than likely the latter.
@Crimmy @vancexentan
The boy Ishido was with revealed his name - Hans Olsen. Along with that, as it would turn out... Hans was part of an exchange program, from Norway to Japan. This interested Ishido, for he knew little about other countries. After all... he needed to learn about the country he was already in, first. All Ishido knew of Norway was that it was a place that existed, out there in the vast, enormous world.
'This 'Hans' person... he seems pretty interesting.'
With a nod, Ishido began heading into the house when a realization came to his mind. The fog... the fog! Something about it clicked with him for a moment. It wasn't ordinary fog... it was something like he'd seen somewhere else! This fog was familiar.
The golden fog... had Ishido solved its secret?
"The fog...!" Ishido suddenly spoke out to Hans, as he slowly walked to the entrance of the house. "Maybe it's not fog at all. Maybe... it's toxic fumes? I learned about those recently... aren't they unhealthy to be in? Because it made me feel a little weird to be in it..."
Ishido grinned slightly at his sudden realization. He was sure that this was the true nature of the 'fog'! He thought he'd solved an enigmatic mystery, its answer lost to the ages. However, Ishido quickly and suddenly hid his small grin with his palm, which he held open and a few inches away from his face...
'This is like what the people on TV do... with their fancy poses with their hands, isn't it? I'm not sure why I did it all of a sudden, but... That could be my thing, to make myself less of a blank slate.' Ishido pondered, still hiding his grin. 'But... on a different note, I solved that mystery. I think I feel a little... prude? I think that's the right word for it.'
Ishido then abruptly turned away, and started heading deeper into the mysterious house... full of burning curiosity, and a drive for discovery. To Ishido, he'd solved one mystery already. He felt like he could easily investigate this odd house... not that he knew what was particularly odd about it, really. He simply had gained the impression that it was odd, not even knowing what made it odd.
'I came in here to ask about that golden fog, didn't I...? I almost forgot. Well... I think it's still worth looking around. I kind of feel like I'm in a bit of an odd situation... judging from what that Hans guy said.' Ishido thought to himself, as he headed into the darkness of the house without a word.
'Me and that Hans guy got teleported by that pink light. He even said so... it looks like we're near the park, but the fog just suddenly appeared... and everyone disappeared. All of that is pretty weird... apparently. I don't think this is actually the street near the park.'
The boy Ishido was with revealed his name - Hans Olsen. Along with that, as it would turn out... Hans was part of an exchange program, from Norway to Japan. This interested Ishido, for he knew little about other countries. After all... he needed to learn about the country he was already in, first. All Ishido knew of Norway was that it was a place that existed, out there in the vast, enormous world.
'This 'Hans' person... he seems pretty interesting.'
With a nod, Ishido began heading into the house when a realization came to his mind. The fog... the fog! Something about it clicked with him for a moment. It wasn't ordinary fog... it was something like he'd seen somewhere else! This fog was familiar.
The golden fog... had Ishido solved its secret?
"The fog...!" Ishido suddenly spoke out to Hans, as he slowly walked to the entrance of the house. "Maybe it's not fog at all. Maybe... it's toxic fumes? I learned about those recently... aren't they unhealthy to be in? Because it made me feel a little weird to be in it..."
Ishido grinned slightly at his sudden realization. He was sure that this was the true nature of the 'fog'! He thought he'd solved an enigmatic mystery, its answer lost to the ages. However, Ishido quickly and suddenly hid his small grin with his palm, which he held open and a few inches away from his face...
'This is like what the people on TV do... with their fancy poses with their hands, isn't it? I'm not sure why I did it all of a sudden, but... That could be my thing, to make myself less of a blank slate.' Ishido pondered, still hiding his grin. 'But... on a different note, I solved that mystery. I think I feel a little... prude? I think that's the right word for it.'
Ishido then abruptly turned away, and started heading deeper into the mysterious house... full of burning curiosity, and a drive for discovery. To Ishido, he'd solved one mystery already. He felt like he could easily investigate this odd house... not that he knew what was particularly odd about it, really. He simply had gained the impression that it was odd, not even knowing what made it odd.
'I came in here to ask about that golden fog, didn't I...? I almost forgot. Well... I think it's still worth looking around. I kind of feel like I'm in a bit of an odd situation... judging from what that Hans guy said.' Ishido thought to himself, as he headed into the darkness of the house without a word.
'Me and that Hans guy got teleported by that pink light. He even said so... it looks like we're near the park, but the fog just suddenly appeared... and everyone disappeared. All of that is pretty weird... apparently. I don't think this is actually the street near the park.'
@Crimmy
Nope, Ishido hasn't really entered the house yet. At most, I'd say he's put a foot into the house so far. Sorry if I'm going a little slow with progress!
But the next scene I've got planned will involve Ishido checking out the place... a little, if that's no problem. I should be able to get it up sometime later tonight - in AEST.
Nope, Ishido hasn't really entered the house yet. At most, I'd say he's put a foot into the house so far. Sorry if I'm going a little slow with progress!
But the next scene I've got planned will involve Ishido checking out the place... a little, if that's no problem. I should be able to get it up sometime later tonight - in AEST.
@vancexentan
A few blocks away from the park?
Ishido's knocking on the door proved fruitless. There was not a response to the knocking sound... but the action instead slightly pushed open the door of the house with a distinctive sound. The door had been opened... and something caught Ishido's eye. A boundary, and on that boundary... was a pair of brown shoes.
'So someone must be here,' Ishido considered as he set a foot down into the house. 'Perhaps they're asleep? In that case, I will head to their room and wake them up. I hope they know about this golden fog... not even that other boy knows anything about it.'
Turning to face the other boy, Ishido spoke. Ishido thought it'd be best to introduce himself to this other boy? It was simply a hunch, but he thought it might be a good idea.
"Oh... people call me Ishido Yoichi. It's not my real name, but it's the only name I have." Ishido explained, and forced out a small chuckle. Oftentimes, Mr. Yoichi would chuckle after saying things - so Ishido was trying to replicate that.
Ishido quickly turned his attention away from the other boy to the inside of the house once more. The shoes implied that someone was there... didn't they?
A few blocks away from the park?
Ishido's knocking on the door proved fruitless. There was not a response to the knocking sound... but the action instead slightly pushed open the door of the house with a distinctive sound. The door had been opened... and something caught Ishido's eye. A boundary, and on that boundary... was a pair of brown shoes.
'So someone must be here,' Ishido considered as he set a foot down into the house. 'Perhaps they're asleep? In that case, I will head to their room and wake them up. I hope they know about this golden fog... not even that other boy knows anything about it.'
Turning to face the other boy, Ishido spoke. Ishido thought it'd be best to introduce himself to this other boy? It was simply a hunch, but he thought it might be a good idea.
"Oh... people call me Ishido Yoichi. It's not my real name, but it's the only name I have." Ishido explained, and forced out a small chuckle. Oftentimes, Mr. Yoichi would chuckle after saying things - so Ishido was trying to replicate that.
Ishido quickly turned his attention away from the other boy to the inside of the house once more. The shoes implied that someone was there... didn't they?
Just two hours of sleep is something I wish upon nobody
In my experience it's pretty painful... I haven't had many but they mess me up real bad personally.
In my experience it's pretty painful... I haven't had many but they mess me up real bad personally.
Just two hours of sleep? Dang... that's not a whole lot.
Here I was thinking I didn't get much sleep!
Also, I'll get another post up soon. Just going through some concepts for the scene.
Here I was thinking I didn't get much sleep!
Also, I'll get another post up soon. Just going through some concepts for the scene.
@vancexentan
The other boy informed Ishido that he, too, had been teleported by a pink light to his present location. But, the boy said something else... something that particularly stuck out to Ishido. What he'd said to Ishido that he knew nothing about the fog, or the nearby house.
'I was hoping he'd know... I guess he's just as clueless as me... On this topic, at least.'
Something else that the boy said to Ishido was rather interesting, too. He said that the nearby house 'looked empty', and 'maybe it has clues inside'. Along with that... he spoke about horror movies, horror movies that 'usually have some sort of dumb monster looking for dumb kids to eat'.
Ishido wondered. Was that common in horror movies? The house caught Ishido's attention, but he didn't see anything that made him think there would be monsters within. The other boy seemed to be interested in it, though... or at least, Ishido thought so.
'If he's interested in it, then I'm interested too.' Ishido thought to himself. If this boy didn't know something, then chances were that Ishido didn't know it, either... and not knowing something left Ishido with a burning curiosity that he needed to sate. 'It'll be an experience... maybe that'll make me less of a blank slate? Hopefully...'
"I'm going to check," Ishido spoke as he stepped over to the door of the house, and pushed open the door without much finesse. He wanted to know what was within.
Briefly, Ishido considered something... wasn't it rude to just barge into someone's house, unannounced?
"Hello. Is anybody home?" Ishido calmly asked into the now open house. Was anybody there? Perhaps Ishido would find out...
The other boy informed Ishido that he, too, had been teleported by a pink light to his present location. But, the boy said something else... something that particularly stuck out to Ishido. What he'd said to Ishido that he knew nothing about the fog, or the nearby house.
'I was hoping he'd know... I guess he's just as clueless as me... On this topic, at least.'
Something else that the boy said to Ishido was rather interesting, too. He said that the nearby house 'looked empty', and 'maybe it has clues inside'. Along with that... he spoke about horror movies, horror movies that 'usually have some sort of dumb monster looking for dumb kids to eat'.
Ishido wondered. Was that common in horror movies? The house caught Ishido's attention, but he didn't see anything that made him think there would be monsters within. The other boy seemed to be interested in it, though... or at least, Ishido thought so.
'If he's interested in it, then I'm interested too.' Ishido thought to himself. If this boy didn't know something, then chances were that Ishido didn't know it, either... and not knowing something left Ishido with a burning curiosity that he needed to sate. 'It'll be an experience... maybe that'll make me less of a blank slate? Hopefully...'
"I'm going to check," Ishido spoke as he stepped over to the door of the house, and pushed open the door without much finesse. He wanted to know what was within.
Briefly, Ishido considered something... wasn't it rude to just barge into someone's house, unannounced?
"Hello. Is anybody home?" Ishido calmly asked into the now open house. Was anybody there? Perhaps Ishido would find out...
@vancexentan
The other boy had asked Ishido a question - that question being one related to the pink light Ishido had caught sight of earlier, the same one he'd chosen to investigate... this was interesting enough, but the boy spoke of being 'teleported'. Ishido had a rough idea of what this word meant.
According to the boy, they'd been teleported to their present location... Ishido hadn't considered it before, but it was certainly a viable possibility as to how Ishido found himself in his strange location. And, Ishido didn't think teleporting was too unusual. After all, he'd seen it a lot on TV and similar media. All of a sudden... the situation seemed a lot more normal to Ishido. He knew where he was - the street from before, and he knew how he'd got there - by teleportation. The fog was still strange, but what things aren't strange at first?
"A pink light teleported me here." Ishido calmly spoke. "I'm not too familiar with pink lights and stuff like that, though. It's my first time seeing them... and being teleported, too. I've seen teleportation a lot on TV though."
Ishido then stretched, and yawned. Shortly afterwards, a question pushed itself to the forefront of Ishido's mind... a question relating to the odd fog. What was it? Ishido was dying to know.
"Do you know what this yellow fog is?" Ishido inquired. "Is it normal? I don't know what it is, but really... I don't know what many things are. But I've never seen yellow fog like this."
The other boy had asked Ishido a question - that question being one related to the pink light Ishido had caught sight of earlier, the same one he'd chosen to investigate... this was interesting enough, but the boy spoke of being 'teleported'. Ishido had a rough idea of what this word meant.
According to the boy, they'd been teleported to their present location... Ishido hadn't considered it before, but it was certainly a viable possibility as to how Ishido found himself in his strange location. And, Ishido didn't think teleporting was too unusual. After all, he'd seen it a lot on TV and similar media. All of a sudden... the situation seemed a lot more normal to Ishido. He knew where he was - the street from before, and he knew how he'd got there - by teleportation. The fog was still strange, but what things aren't strange at first?
"A pink light teleported me here." Ishido calmly spoke. "I'm not too familiar with pink lights and stuff like that, though. It's my first time seeing them... and being teleported, too. I've seen teleportation a lot on TV though."
Ishido then stretched, and yawned. Shortly afterwards, a question pushed itself to the forefront of Ishido's mind... a question relating to the odd fog. What was it? Ishido was dying to know.
"Do you know what this yellow fog is?" Ishido inquired. "Is it normal? I don't know what it is, but really... I don't know what many things are. But I've never seen yellow fog like this."
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