{002} LOG: Sightseeing in Neuschwanstein, Slumming in Vegas [OPEN]

[lovesickkiller]

Who: Misa Amane and you OR Doppel!Misa and you! Specify in subject which you want.
What: Misa goes to the castle to investigate a sudden personality switch/doppelganger phenomena. Doppel!Misa, meanwhile, skulks about the castle grounds trying to avoid conversation and find something interesting to do. Doppel!Misa can also be found in Vegas.
Where: Neuschwanstein, Las Vegas
When: February 10th for Misa, February 10-15 for Doppel!Misa.
Warnings: None yet.

Option 1: Normie

Misa had never imagined that she might wind up in Germany of all places, barely a week after her long anticipated journey to the United States. But thanks to her introduction to teleportation technology (what) here she was, possibly having left her stomach back in the States. But despite the lingering queasiness and spinning in her head from having just undergone the impossible, Misa approached the castle at a brisk pace. There was too much excitement to do anything else. Echoes, Others, a teleporter, and now doppelgangers? Every day Misa half convinced herself that she was on the receiving end of the most elaborate prank in human history. But she wasn't, because this was all real, and she was going to be the one to solve these mysteries and bring them to the public! Starting with why a man who looked an awful lot like Lazarus had shown up on the network in Germany (and wearing a Hawaiian T-Shirt), when Misa knew him to be elsewhere (and of a different aesthetic). If the answers to this new phenomena were anywhere, they would be at this castle.

Option 2: Doppel

This place was exceedingly boring. Too many people talking and nothing to do; Misa's personal hell. Doing her best to avoid the various loud groups surrounding her, Misa hugged the wall and kept her head down, throwing off every don't talk to me vibe she knew. She was not drunk enough to deal with being in this place. One of those things needed to change.

Comments

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[notbloody]

Not too far ahead of Misa, there is a white puppy running forth and back, a bit down the way and then a bit up, unable to decide if she should head towards the castle or towards the teleporter. She had gotten lost and then found her mistress again, and then... and then her mistress had acted really strangely and Floweregg is torn between running after her and going back to Locke to get her mistress's mate in hopes that the other woman can do something about it.

She stops when she sees Misa approaching and tilts her head at the new arrival. Do I know you? If she does, maybe this person can help, but where...

[lovesickkiller]

Exciting mission or not, Misa can't help stopping to crouch down and coo at the puppy.

"Awww, what a cutie! Are you lost?"

She reaches out her hand for the puppy to sniff and glances up, looking for an owner. Are dogs really allowed to run around without leashes in a place like this? Maybe rules are different in Germany, though the lack of a collar suggests it could be a stray. Either way, Misa isn't sure she'll be able to find the puppy help when she doesn't speak a lick of German.

[notbloody]

It's the voice that sets her off. Yes, she knows this lady! She's spoken to her on the network!

She sniffs her hand for a moment to be sure that she'll find her again if she loses her too and then sits her butt down, tail wagging hopefully. "I came here running after my mistress but she's being all weird!"

[lovesickkiller]

"Kyaaaa!"

Misa flails her arms and falls backward as she shrieks, staring at the puppy as if... well, as if it just talked. Which it sounded an awful lot like it just did.

"You," Misa starts to say, but words fail her. She glances around once again, this time looking for someone who might be pranking her by throwing their voice. But it had sounded like a little girl! In fact, the voice is familiar...

[notbloody]

"I!" She stops wagging her tail, confused. Was she mistaken? ...This could go badly, if this woman isn't numbered as she thought she'd be... "I'm Floweregg."

[lovesickkiller]

"Flower...?" Misa trails off as the voice clicks into place. She had imagined it coming out of a little girl when they spoke on the network. And here it is... coming out of a puppy. Had she seriously been talking to a dog back then? How? Dogs can't operate phones! Or talk, but, how the dog managed to punch in numbers is curious as well.

"You're the girl I talked to on the network?"

[notbloody]

"Yes!" Yay, someone recognized her as a girl! That makes a happy puppy. She's mistaken for a boy waaaay too often. Seriously, can't people see that she's obviously a girl?

Donk donk donk goes a little tail. Very nice, Misa.

[lovesickkiller]

Misa slowly sits back up, obviously perplexed. The puppy sounds like a little girl. Was she... turned into a dog? Or is it the other way around?

"It's nice to meet you in person," she says at length. "Sorry, you surprised me."

[notbloody]

"Because I'm not a boy?" She's a bit stuck with this idea (why should being a dog be weird, after all). Uhm... also starting to circle around Misa to have a closer look at her. "Where were you going?"

Option 1- DoppeL

[dead_black_eyes]

Even though it's winter in the mountains in southern Germany, Lazarus is standing around in his shirtsleeves not looking nearly as bothered as he should with the cold. He's eating bacon, though, practically stuffing it in his mouth and devouring it breathlessly.

He raises his hand when he sees her, greeting her with a wide grin that seems out of place on his normally somber features. "Misa?" he asks, taking a break from scarfing down bacon. "I'm so glad someone came! It was starting to get pretty lonely out here. You came just to keep me company, didn't you?"

[lovesickkiller]

Somehow, seeing him like this in person is even more bizarre than his little show on the network. Misa approaches him cautiously, unable to tear her eyes away from that trainwreck of shirt. Aesthetics aside, isn't he cold?

"You caught me," she replies, trying not to show quite how unnerving that smile is. Lazarus seems nice, but there is something about seeing him grin that is just off. "You seem... excited."

[dead_black_eyes]

He is freezing, and might even be heading into frostbite territory. Not that he seems to notice with the speed and passion he's downing bacon with. He looks like he's starving, he looks like he's in love, and overall, he looks like he's breaking Kosher and ruining his cholesterol spectacularly.

He laughs at her choice of words, seeming to find a thrill in them, specifically the word "caught."

"It's an exciting day, and an exciting place to be. Do you like bacon?" he inquires, offering her a piece, holding it as close to her mouth as she will allow. "I find it to be the most delicious food I've ever tried, can you believe it took me 26 years to do it?"

[lovesickkiller]

Misa wrinkles her nose and leans away from the offering, eager to escape this exchange without having bacon grease rubbed on her face. She rarely indulges in fatty meats to begin with; she's certainly not going to accept it from a sort-of stranger who has been keeping it in a fanny-pack god knows how long.

"I'm full," shes states, shrugging as if she too is baffled how one could go so long without trying bacon. It actually is a little odd, but not if these supposed clones sprang into existence just days ago. It's hard to blame him for being excited, and dressing himself with the finesse of a child.

"It is exciting, I've never been to Germany before. The castle looks amazing!"

[dead_black_eyes]

"Full? I thought I was, too," he comments, withdrawing the slice when she declines it. He seems just a touch disappointed that she's turning it down, but it fades quickly when he considers the upside: more bacon for him. "Then I smelled it, and it was like I grew another stomach, just for bacon. It's incredible, I never want to eat anything again ever."

He glances the direction of the looming castle, beaming. "It is amazing. I've already been through it a few times and the king's bedchamber is stunning. I want to give the bed a whirl," he states casually.

[lovesickkiller]

Misa's eyebrows shoot up at the choice of words, but she chooses not to comment on it. Maybe he just means that the bed looks comfy. "I don't think they let people touch things in places like this. If you've already been, maybe you can show me around... Lazarus?"

She tilts her head to the side as she tries out the name, curious how he'll respond.

[dead_black_eyes]

He glances at her slowly, nonexistent eyebrows raising.

"That's a great idea," he says enthusiastically. "I would really like to give you a personal tour, Misa. Believe me, mine is far better than anything you'll get from any of the 'official' guides..."

His airquotes are as sarcastic as they come, and slick with bacon grease.

[lovesickkiller]

"That sounds great... but I have a kind of weird question for you first," she says, smiling as if half joking. "Have we met before in person?"

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[espigeonage]

Julien had friends in the area who'd told him someone who looked exactly like what he did now had been seen around the castle, being... well, birdlike. Preening, pecking things up, not speaking. He flew over the castle's grounds without finding anything conclusive and reluctantly landed.

Bracing himself, he walked around semi-upright, a pigeon the size of a small horse, until he found someone to talk to. "Excuse me."

[lovesickkiller]

To say Misa saw him coming was an understatement. She ground to a halt the moment the impossibly huge bird came into view, staring dumbfounded at him as he landed. She knew by now that there were some peculiar looking individuals here, between the bug-man and the vampire, but this was a bit much for her to accept as reality. Pinching herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming would be cliche, but Misa was tempted all the same.

Standing her ground as he approached, a short noise of surprise caught in her throat when he addressed her directly. Of course the giant pigeon talked. Naturally.

"... Yes?"

[espigeonage]

It was less crushing if he found reactions like this amusing, so he tried to. "I'm not going to bite, you know. I wanted to know if you've seen anyone around who looked much like me."

His throat inflated a little as he talked, and his beak moved - not like a puppet, more like a real bird singing.

[lovesickkiller]

Misa had never thought that birds had expressions before, but somehow the giant pigeon seemed bothered by her reaction. Maybe she was reading too much into it; what exactly did she know about bird tones or facial expressions anyway?

"I didn't think you were going to bite!" Misa assured him, forcing a laugh. "But I've definitely never seen anyone who looked like you before."

[espigeonage]

It was a bit hard to tell - he held his feathers closer to his body, so he seemed thinner and smoother, and his wings drooped. Julien didn't have facial expressions anymore.

"Huh, all right. You're not a local." He's spent enough time in and around Neuschwanstein to be fairly confident of that by her accent. "Tourist?"

[lovesickkiller]

"Sort of," she replied, "I just moved to Locke City for work. But I'm here today as a tourist, and... investigating something."

[espigeonage]

"Oh? We're a ways from there. Rich, or Numbered?" He had a pretty good guess.

[lovesickkiller]

"Numbered, I guess!" she answered, though it still felt weird calling herself that. "Definitely not rich. I never thought I'd wind up all the way here, but the transporter made it pretty easy."

She was aware that everything about this conversation must sound insane to bystanders, but surely the giant talking bird component would be the greater distraction. "Do you live here?"