[Gojyo had still been out and about, the night-owl he was. The cold bite of the night air seemed not to bother him too much as he leaned his back against the hard brick of the district convenience store. The noises of various other patrons roaming the streets and enjoying their nights barely distract him as he types back upon his phone with a smirk.
He couldn't lie. When it came to Monts, it was just fun to talk.]
Pretty weird, right? With all the worlds that different people come from, certain things can be crazy similar while other parts can be different. Not going to lie, it still feels weird to me knowing that there are worlds out there where youkai don't exist.
[Jigoku-Cho was quite similar to his world in many ways. More lively, surprisingly less dangerous, and brighter and louder for sure. But it was similar. He was just about to type up a passing question about whatever the hell "China-Town" was supposed to be when something else caught his attention instead.]
Wait. Are you saying you found music from your world in this one?
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Date: 2022-05-17 07:02 am (UTC)He couldn't lie. When it came to Monts, it was just fun to talk.]
Pretty weird, right? With all the worlds that different people come from, certain things can be crazy similar while other parts can be different.
Not going to lie, it still feels weird to me knowing that there are worlds out there where youkai don't exist.
[Jigoku-Cho was quite similar to his world in many ways. More lively, surprisingly less dangerous, and brighter and louder for sure. But it was similar. He was just about to type up a passing question about whatever the hell "China-Town" was supposed to be when something else caught his attention instead.]
Wait. Are you saying you found music from your world in this one?
[Case in point, he guesses.]