That strange door you stepped through (or that ray beam that hit you) (or the weird spell you overheard) seems to have thrown you back (or possibly forward!) in time! You're a Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court, or the other time period of your choice: somewhere, anywhere anywhen where the technology level is significantly different than in your own world.
All you have on you is the clothes on your back.
What will you do? How will you survive, and not get burned at the stake or deemed a crazy person? Perhaps you're not the only stranded soul here-- use the RP tag and invite others to get lost in the 15th/18th/3rd century with you-- and jump in on the threads of others!
"I would just like to say 'Ow' and 'What the fuck?'" the red head muttered as he got to his feet. OK... so this wasn't where he had been only five minutes previously. Unless of course he managed to knock himself out when he had fallen and he was actually just waking up from a coma.
"Please don't tell me that I've fallen into a really strange episode of Ashes to Ashes or Life on Mars." He looked up and raised his eyebrows as a bus flew past about three feet above him.
"OK Hideo," he said to himself as he brushed himself off and made sure that he still had all of his limbs "there are two possibilities here. One; you have knocked yourself out and this is a dream, or two; you have somehow ended up in the future (or another world that has advance technology, one of the two). You have prepared for almost every eventuality including the end of the world, so you can deal with this. If you happen to spot Malcolm Reynolds think carefully before accepting a lift. If you see Doc Brown... ditto I guess. Aliens should possibly be avoided, creatures that look like they're from Star Wars should be studied, Ewoks are cute, but otherwise leave them alone. Right, let's go."
With this little self reassurance done, Hideo set off down the road, wondering if there was a way of getting back to his own time (or world, whichever)
All you have on you is the clothes on your back.
What will you do? How will you survive, and not get burned at the stake or deemed a crazy person? Perhaps you're not the only stranded soul here-- use the RP tag and invite others to get lost in the 15th/18th/3rd century with you-- and jump in on the threads of others!
"I would just like to say 'Ow' and 'What the fuck?'" the red head muttered as he got to his feet. OK... so this wasn't where he had been only five minutes previously. Unless of course he managed to knock himself out when he had fallen and he was actually just waking up from a coma.
"Please don't tell me that I've fallen into a really strange episode of Ashes to Ashes or Life on Mars." He looked up and raised his eyebrows as a bus flew past about three feet above him.
"OK Hideo," he said to himself as he brushed himself off and made sure that he still had all of his limbs "there are two possibilities here. One; you have knocked yourself out and this is a dream, or two; you have somehow ended up in the future (or another world that has advance technology, one of the two). You have prepared for almost every eventuality including the end of the world, so you can deal with this. If you happen to spot Malcolm Reynolds think carefully before accepting a lift. If you see Doc Brown... ditto I guess. Aliens should possibly be avoided, creatures that look like they're from Star Wars should be studied, Ewoks are cute, but otherwise leave them alone. Right, let's go."
With this little self reassurance done, Hideo set off down the road, wondering if there was a way of getting back to his own time (or world, whichever)