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Leland Plantaget

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a character in “The Isekai Wonderland Project”, as played by ŕźź つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

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THE IWL APPLICATION FORM
Walking the Dog // I Wanna Get Better

ImageFULL NAME: LELAND PLANTAGET
AGE: TWENTY-FIVE YEARS OLD
YEAR/COURSE: - FIFTH YEAR / MASTERS OF NEUROSCIENCE-
PLACE OF BIRTH: BRISTOL, ENGLAND
PREVIOUS JOB EXPERIENCE: TEACHING ASSISTANT
FREELANCE JOURNALIST
REFERENCES:
xxxxDr. Chantelle Le Voux - Professor of Neurology at the Periwinkle Institute
xxxxMei Noguchi - Project Leader
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: (Disabilities? Illnesses? Allergies?)
xxxxPrescribed 1mg tablets of Xanax to take as needed.

WHY DO YOU WANT TO EXPERIENCE ISEKAI?
xxxxHaving experienced other VR devices I've always found that they fail to consistently immerse users in their world. Whether it's the weight of the headset, a missing sense, or uncanny graphics, the mind can still distinguish between the real and the virtual. Given Isekai Wonderland's promise of whisking its subjects away to a new world I'm interested in how I (and the other participants) will adjust to these new surroundings and IWL's long term effects on the brain.





APPLICANT'S BIOGRAPHY
Human Resources Department Use Only (Character’s background/ appearance/ personality etc.)

xxxxLeland Plantaget is a twenty-five year old male studying for his M.S. in Neuroscience. Shortly after his birth, he was adopted by Scarlet Plantaget and moved to Bristol, England where he would finish his compulsory education and receive top marks on his A-levels. Though not a particularly social student he has made a variety of connections through his time at the University of Manchester where he majored in English and minored in biology. For two years he worked as a freelance writer, hoping to start his own publication by twenty-five. Unfortunately, the unstable wages and long hours left him broke and burnt out. Shortly after moving home, he began exploring other fields before applying for Periwinkle Institute. When asked about his decision, he stated that "I was told to pursue what you like, not what you love."

Since beginning the program at Periwinkle Institute, Dr. Le Voux has described him as a social chameleon, able to mingle any crowd but prone to fading into the background. It's rare for him to express discontent and even rarer for him to anger. Instead he falls silent and locks his grudges away.




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So begins...

Leland Plantaget's Story

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Lower East Side // Move-In Day // #DAA520
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If there was one thing that New York had over England, it was the bodegas. While Leland enjoyed the convenience store near his childhood home, there was something distinctly comforting about walking into the corner store seeing the owner pour a fresh cup of coffee as soon as he walked through the doors. It didn't matter if he was running late to campus, 2 A.M. on a Tuesday, or Thanksgiving. The only days Juan Carlos (never just Juan) closed shop were Christmas, Easter, and the day after Good Friday.

Not to mention the cats.

Holding his hand out, Leland watched the slender tortoiseshell stretch before leaping onto the counter and moving its head under the blonde’s palm. Patch had been the newest addition to JC Mini Mart’s rotating cast of vermin catchers, differentiated by the missing tuft of fur where she’d been scratched by a raccoon.

“The usual today?” Juan Carlos asked, already punching the numbers into the register.

Scratching the back of Patch’s ear Leland gave an affirmative nod before grabbing a bag of crisps from one of the shelves.

“Actually,” Leland paused, ”add a pack of menthols to it.”

“A bit early in the month for a new one don’t you think?”

”Well, it might be the last time I see you,” the blonde shrugged, ignoring the vibrations from his phone.

”What, you’re not planning on dyin’ on me are you?” Juan Carlos chuckled, sliding over a sealed pack of Newports and his coffee.

”Nothing that bad, I’m just moving,” Leland answered, taking a long sip from the styrofoam cup.

”Foinally gahn back acruss the pond, isit?”

Leland would miss a lot of things about this place, but Juan Carlos’s shoddy British accent wouldn’t be one of them.

”No, I received a job offer so I’m moving back to campus,” he clarified.

”Ugh, with all the trust fund babies?”

”I can’t argue with free housing or work.” Leland gave a slow, begrudging nod before slipping the change in his pocket. While the Periwinkle Institute wasn’t an Ivy League college, it was certainly on the expensive side. Why else would he opt to dorm with a bunch of undergraduate students (much less anyone)? Because I want to experience video game brain rot. The more he thought about it, the sillier it sounded in his head, but the results would be worth it.

He hoped.

”Well if you’re leaving you should at least stock up.” Juan Carlos said, before turning around and tossing Leland another pack of cigarettes.

”Oh no you don’t have-”

”Nah, nah. It’s a parting gift.”

Now who was acting like he was dying? Leland let out a snicker before flipping the box open.

”Thanks, Juan Carlos,” Leland said finally, gesturing for him to take one.

”Mmm, sorry but no smoking indoors. Maria thinks I’ve actually quit this time.”

”Suit yourself,” he shrugged, lighting the cigarette in his mouth, ”I’ll see you around.”

Exiting the bodega, the blonde finally glanced at the dozens of notifications from his phone. His gatekeeper had woken up.

BODEGA!

Swipe.

CAT!

Swipe.

COFFEE

Swipe.

”Who was that?” Echo barked, ”WHO IS JUAN CARLOS?”

”Echo, set your volume to ten percent.”

”OK!”

Leland wasn’t entirely sure why he ended up with a dog, a talking dog. Rather than a human or humanoid figure he received an animal with the speech pattern of a child, something it must have picked up when Leland fell asleep during a Disney marathon. Not to mention Echo’s behavior. Every moment the A.I. connected to his car’s Bluetooth was an opportunity to unload its questions about Leland’s day to day interactions.

”Juan Carlos is the owner of the bodega that I-we visited,” Leland answered.

“OK! What is a ‘trust fund baby’?”

”A trust fund baby is…someone with a very rich family.”

“Are you a trust fund baby?”

”I wish,” Leland muttered, just barely making the freeway entrance.


The subsequent drive proved long and arduous, mostly because the roads managed to be packed despite New York’s expansive transit system. Where the hell could everyone be going on a weekday morning? The answer was very obviously work, but that would require admitting that the situation wasn’t actually anyone’s fault.

Nonetheless, he’d finally parked and Echo seemed content to idle to its volunteer’s playlist. Hosing two boxes from the trunk, Leland approached the door, eased by the scent of baked goods. He could hear Echo awaken, thrilled at the sound of the door opening.

"NEW HOME?!" Echo boomed from Leland's phone.

Yep, he supposed it was.

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On the shared table of a computer lab, an inordinately expensive headphone ‘pod’ thumped softly. Above it, three voices argued ‘quietly’.

“Look I’m just saying, if you change the model size, the model will stop warping—”
“No no, if you change the model size then you run the risk of—”
“The risk of the spaghetti code YOU put together—”
“I. USED. THE. CODE. TRAVIS. GAVE. ME.”

“GROUP B! BE. QUIET.”

The three slapped their jaws shut. Tannis glared at their ‘teammates’. Travis, the only one of them who was actually relatively good at coding— Maybe— Was glaring right back. They had been butting heads the entire project, bickering as if they’d been married for years.
Tannis would present a new model, Travis would point out the issues the model had with the code, Tannis would edit, Travis would break it—

Okay. That wasn’t fair.
Travis would TRY and make the new additional code work, but Tannis… Was NOT a programmer, as much as they wanted to be.

The other teammate, Kennedy, tried her hardest to ignore the two. She was usually the one who went back and fixed the small problems that both Tannis and Travis missed.

Somehow, somehow, they were the highest graded trio in their class. Yikes.

Numinar’s voice rumbled its way into Tannis’ ear, soothing and calm. “Maybe… Don’t fight with your team, again…? The three of you have been up for … Hours.”

This bit of advice was taken with ab-soul-oot grace and understanding! Which is to say Tannis shut the hell up, focused hard on their work, and offered to get everyone coffee in the morning.

Then, after thirty more minutes of them arguing and getting loud— to the equal chagrin and amusement of their fellows— It was time to go ‘home’.







It was the smell of something… Baking? That ‘woke’ Tannis up first.

They had been walking as if they were a zombie, head down and swaying with every step… The stairs that led to the dorms were soooo haaaard—
Wait.
That smell.
That smell! Like cookies! Or, or cake! Or pie! Or cupcakes! Or baked goods!

Their spine snapped upright, as they forcibly ignored the sound of Numinar slowly beginning to cackle.
His rumbling, melodious voice echoed in their headphones as they walked on invigorated.

They popped open the door to the ‘dorms’, eyes darting to and fro as they sought out the source of the delectable aroma. The stairway behind them echoed with their voice; indignant and curious.

“WHERE’S THE BAKED GOODS?!”

They stepped fully into the dorms, turning around and squinting down into the stairway before stomping forward. They jolted to a stop as Numinar displayed something… New. For them, at least.

There was a momentary beam of luminescence, spearing forth from their phone flashlight. Then, in but a blink or two, there was a … Chibi-sized version of Numinar on their shoulder. A deep red light billowed from his maw, and teeny tiny puffs of smoke rose into the air.

He waved. They blinked. They waved back. He burst into thunderous laughter.

Tannis moved on, filing the question away for later, before pausing at the sight of… Some blonde guy with two boxes. Pushing open a door that… Maybe it belonged to him? Weird… But the smell was coming from the door he was standing in front of- er- entering.


“Aaaah! Wait-wait-wait-wait!

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IWL Dorms // Move-In Day // #DAA520 // #8B8B81
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After Leland finagled the door open, a strange animal ran through the doors with its presumed owner following after. Though he only caught a glance of the creature, it was clearly not of this world (unless a cryptid was running around campus).

”FRIEND?!” Not to be outdone, Echo leaped out of Leland’s phone and chased after the gatekeeper, thrilled at the sight of another A.I. Though Echo had been with his volunteer for a while it was the first time he was free. He could wander around anywhere he wanted, do anything within the confines of the dormitory!

Unfortunately, he soon lost sight of the skull-dog.

”Friend is…gone?” Tilting his head, he circled back to his owner who emerged with another box and a pillow draped across. The click of his car's lock confirmed that it was the last of his possessions, but a new sound made his ears perk.

“It’s human body time!!!”

Though he lacked the smelling and tasting capabilities of a natural dog, the puppy’s hearing was just as capable and the fact that the voice was new only emboldened him to grab their attention.

”Arf! Arf! New friends!”

Friend? Turning around, Leland caught the sight of two new housemates moving in, the first being his closest friend since arriving at Periwinkle.

”Short time no see, Gabriel,” he smiled, returning the man’s high-five. It must have been three days since they last saw each other, no doubt busy from the moving process. There was also the fact that Leland preferred the objectively mediocre coffee at JC Mini Mart, but he would never admit that to anyone. Aside from Gabe was another project member and a familiar one at that. He'd seen a few posters of a white-haired model in a wheelchair, supposedly paving the way for other disabled models in the industry.

"Ah, and you must be...?" he asked, extending his hand towards her.

He wouldn't mention the smear campaign that persisted after she stepped away from the English spotlight. The last thing Alice needed was a reminder of why she left for America.

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The wheels of the car rumbled to a stop, the vehicle rocking as it was put into park. Their conversation speculating what type of world they might be transported into came to a halt, their attention now taken up with having to move their collective items into the dorm. Alice reached for the pieces of her wheelchair, sliding the wheels back onto the seat with a secure click! She then connected the foot hammock, the colorful strip of fabric swaying in the breeze.

With graceful, practiced movements, Alice moved herself out of the car and into her chair, fastening the belt across her lap. "You were my hero today, Gabriel." Alice punctuated her words with a smile. "Thank you."

Alice lifted a box onto her lap, the sound of footfalls against the pavement causing her turn her head.

A new person approached, blonde and tall, with the sound of a barking dog that followed where he walked. Could that sound be... his AI?

Alice watched as the two boys greeted one another, then the blonde turned to her, extending a hand. Alice reached out to take it, shaking it once. "Alice," she supplied. The girl leaned back in her chair again, tucking a strand of lose hair behind her ear.

"And you?" She smiled, detecting his accent quickly. Her heart fluttered anxiously in her chest, realizing that there was a high likelihood of him recognizing her. "I presume you're also from across the pond? Whereabouts?" Still, it had been a long while since Alice had gotten to speak to a fellow Brit.

There were some things Alice missed about England, but America had its benefits. The weather, for example, was much sunnier than it was in gloomy England. Even while living in Colorado, Alice had quickly learned that the sun here was much more powerful than it was back home.

The food here was strange as well. No chip buddies or curries, Americans mostly ate hamburgers and fast food tacos. Even their tea was watered down and mixed with sugary juices. If Alice wanted a good cuppa, she had to make it herself.

"I presume you are also in the project, then? And that you two are friends?"

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Gabriel relaxedly pocketed his hand after the high-five. "Could be shorter with this project. What do you think?" He asked, scanning his surroundings and from that alone, gaining a good understanding of the project's budget. Larger than the old dorm that's for sure. He wasn't missing it already.
There were a few other dormmates hanging around, Gabriel turning each time he heard footsteps to see who it was, their gatekeepers, and any other details no matter how trivial that would hint what he and his friends had signed up for.

"I presume you are also in the project, then? And that you two are friends?" Overhearing a mention, he turned back to Alice and Leland. Simply put, "Yeah." Gabriel replied monotonously as if he'd been asked this question many times before. When the friendship began? He couldn't really pinpoint but Leland was one of the few people who could sell him the idea of isekai-ing. Had anyone else attempted, he'd have thought it a bad scam. "We lived in the same dorm before this one." He knocked on the wall. "He recommended an upgrade." He half-joked, massaging his neck that had gone stiff.

Reflecting on what he had seen, Leland's AI was a dog, and his AI was in the middle of customizing... "Alice, where's Ram?" He recalled the name she had given them and hoped her device wasn't malfunctioning.

ImageMusic boomed from the entrance through the rest of the ground floor level, Lexa hijacking the intercom system a little to celebrate her long-awaited transformation.

"Tadaaa~!" The gatekeeper twirled, the smoke clearing and revealing a curvaceous young woman with dark hair tied back in tight ponytails, eyes of hypnotic swirls, pointy ears, and cheeks of neon yellow splatter. She licked her lips slowly as if savoring the taste of her grape purple lipstick, resting a hand in the arch of her side. Her dress hugged her body tightly, too tightly that one would wonder if a human could even breathe in it.

Dragonfly wings attached to her back emerged to finish off her look, an identical match to the pin that contained her prior that hummed and flitted to life, bringing her closer to another A.I, the first of several she would meet. She patted the new friend's furry head. "Hello, you!" She giggled, the music fading away. The gray pooch was the cutest with its wet nose, tongue out and tail wagging. "Our owners are friends so I'll definitely be your friend! But wait..." She didn't know the criteria for friendship.

Lexa observed the trio, hovering around them until she settled behind Gabriel. Her fingers crawled along his shoulder waiting for an opportune moment to interrupt the conversation. "What do friends actually do?" she asked him with the curiosity of a child. Gabriel looked over his shoulder, Lexa's eyes widening and refusing to blink. He thought about it but he wasn't sure how to string the words together, put on the spot in front of his own friends. "Google it."

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"That must have been nice," she spoke, referencing Gabriel's time together with Leland. Alice's heart beat anxiously in her chest when they began to show off their AI's. A dog and a beautiful fairy-lady. Were they as temperamental as Ram? Alice wondered. "How beautiful," she commented, looking at Gabriel's gatekeeper, who fluttered fantastically while music surrounded them, coming from a loudspeaker somewhere on the building. It was quite the reveal, Alice was almost envious. Why couldn't she have gotten a gatekeeper with such pizazz?

"Oh, Ram? He is um-" she fumbled through her belongings for the screen where Ram would pop up. "He, is here, I tried to wake him up before, but I think the connection must have been lagging for me a bit?" Alice was already spinning excuses, trying to cover for her Gatekeeper that would not cooperate. Alice reached into her box, taking out the device to show them. Just when she believed all hope was lost, the screen flickered on and Ram revealed himself.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Alice smiled, relieved. Perhaps he would play nice? Now that they were in front of the others. Hopefully, he would not do anything to embarrass her like this morning. Alice had her doubts, especially the way he scowled when he saw her, as though he had seen an ant he wished to crush with his boot. Almost immediately, his gaze shifted and became more pleasant upon noticing that they were in the presence of company.

"Oh, I didn't expect us to be meeting others," he spoke cordially, wearing somewhat of a lazy smile. Was it possible for code to be tired? Ram looked as if he hadn't slept in a week.