>>24787555With the tampon aisle jotted down, you decide that the next thing to do is to check in with Dio and Master Pharos and assure them you're not dead yet. However, doing so in the middle of a convenience store is just asking to be pelted at by people questioning their purpose (wouldn't want to let slip the existence of a multiverse, now would you?). In lieu of that oven-fresh retarded idea, you instead head somewhere more secluded to get a pinch of privacy.
The restroom stall with the broken lock.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiJn7-__A5k"Mmm... I see.." utters a holographic projection of the grandmaster. "So you've traveled across so many worlds thus far, and still... you've yet to come across your friends.... This is disheartening news..."
Dio interjects, taking the receiver beacon from the master. "But more importantly, you say you've stumbled across a universe with uncanny similarities to the world I told you of—my homeworld. A part of me feels shocked to be told it's survived this long. I'd consider such news a relief—had it not been for the fact that it still wallows in misery. Misery brought upon by your transcending prominence."
"U-Uh, yeah," you nod awkwardly. "I've been thinking real hard and taping everything together—all the things I've seen and stuff, and it does kinda fit your description. Drab, depressing, the surface devoid of all color. I-I don't want to make any confirmations though, th-this could still be a false alarm! Anyway—I-I'm not sure if you know this, but they call this place Phil'erup now, the residents have all moved underground, and er.. They really don't like holes for some reason."
