(Because, I've had so many Nazi Zombies references already, what's one more?)
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[x]Admire trees
You should probably go up to the house to see if anyone's home, but you just can't bring yourself to leave the trees. You sit down, and just take in the beauty of the trees. After a while, you remember that you have something to do, here. Oh, yeah, you were going to be a dead person's piece of interest. This would only be completely good if she happened to look very sexy. No, wait, stay on track. You get up, and turn to the house...
...and almost run right into someone. Both of you are surprised, and you take a step back. The person you almost ran over is wearing a green dress, with what looks like swords on her back. She also has a white blob floating around her. Because, you know, you were worried that people were starting to look normal.
"Oh, sorry," she says. "I didn't mean to scare you like that. So, you like the trees?" Oh, she must've seen you watch them.
"Yeah," you say, sheepishly. "I must admit, they are beautiful."
"Thanks, I grew them myself." You think you see a blush rising to her face, but it quickly goes away. "I believe you are the outsider that Yukari told us about?"
"That depends, you're not going to eat me or anything, are you?" The girl laughs a bit.
"Oh, no, we wouldn't do that." You may be imagining things, but it sounded like she said "At least I wouldn't" under her breath. It's probably nothing, though.
She suddenly looks as if she forgot something. "Oh, I haven't introduced myself, have I?" She bows to you. "I am Youmu, gardener of the Netherworld."
"I'm Roland. Survivor of the apocalypse." You return the bow. "I was told that someone here wanted to see a real outsider, whatever that means."
"Yes, my mistriss has suddenly taken a liking to outsider culture."
"Does she know about the current situation of the outside?"
"I believe so, and, in fact, I think that's the reason she's taken an interest in it, probably wanting to preserve it, in case..." She trails off, but you know what she means.
"Well, we shouldn't keep her waiting, should we?" You head off to the house, Youmu close behind you. When you get to the door, Youmu opens it, and calls out into the house.
"Yuyuko! The outsider is here!"
"He is?!" Someone comes careening around a corner, who you don't get a good look at before she hugs you tightly, squeezing you into her 'assets'. "Oh, he really is! I didn't think he'd make it! After all he's been through!"
You can feel yourself being swung around a little, but your vision is still filled with breasts. Your perfectly fine with this, however. At least, until you realize that
you can't breathe. You try to break out of this marshmallowy hell, but her grip on you is too strong. You're about to contemplate using your knife, but thankfully, Youmu eventually frees you. Now that you aren't near suffocating, you can get a good look at the person: she's wearing a blue kamino, along with a blue hat with a triangular headpiece on it.
"Yuyuko, please apologize to him," Youmu says. 'Yuyuko' looks slightly ashamed and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, mister," she says.
"It's okay, I've been through much worse." A part of you actually wants that to happen again, but you ignore it. "So, you're the one who wanted to meet an outsider?"
The shame and embarrassment from earlier dissappears instantly. "Yes! I've always wanted to meet a real outsider!" She seems like a kid in a candy store, now.
"Well, anyway, I'm Roland. You must be Yuyuko." She nods excitedly. "Well...I'm here. What did you want to meet an outsider for, anyway?"
"I wanted to know about what you do everyday, silly!" You try to remember what you did before the infection, but then you realize that it was pretty boring.
[ ]Tell about before the infection.
-[ ]Make up a slightly more exciting job for yourself.
-[ ]Tell the truth.
[ ]Tell about after the infection.
-[ ]Tell it how it really was: Horrible, death everywhere, etc.
-[ ]Sugar-coat it a bit, leave out most of the death and despair.
-[ ]Go over the top, make yourself sound competely badass, in every way.