<i>Following weeks of inactivity regarding the strange mascot and the white sheet, it fell. The white barrier between the new and the old had dropped revealing a neon sign, made in impact font reading GYM, and in a fancier cursive neon, 'Deluxe'. Apart from that, the exterior seems to have only been cleaned up and repaired in certain locations. An automatic door stands at the forefront of the structure, marking the way in. Behind the glass, it seems that the inside has been entirely remodeled, with the floor being a clean hardwood, glimmering in the yellow light beaming from hanging lamps. Only over the arenas are the lights solid white, coming from floodlights hanging at the corners of the structure. The outdoor area once fenced in by a concrete wall has been bricked up from the outside, with smoke billowing into the air from behind that high wall. The windows on the first floor light up with red and blue light as an 'Open' sign flickers to life.</i> &quot;Welcome! Welcome!&quot; <i>A cheerful voice can be heard upon entry, its source is a strange figure in a pink apron standing behind the counter. The emerald eyes gaze at the new entries, almost indicating a smile, despite the face having no form of movement.</i>

<i>The beloved icon of a forgotten age, a dingy building with a brightly lit neon sign simply reading ‘GYM’ sits comfortably in an alley resting in the humble urbanity of most downtown regions. The only key feature of the building would be its blandness. It fit in where it belonged and did nothing more, there was to be no transforming into a mech requiring other buildings to be complete, nor was there to be an alien artifact that might destroy the natural order of the country. The building was, and that was that. That is until a panicked figure began bustling in and out of the building carrying boxes of varying weights and volumes in and out, a faint sound of carpentry could be heard from within for many weeks, the neighbors made sure the entire city knew of that. The long since abandoned building had a resident, and this resident seemed to have an endless supply of time and resources with which to do whatever it deemed fit on the property. At one point, some would swear of seeing the same resident run out twice before returning, but it seemed that the project was complete at last, the distant smell of paint had now faded into the breeze.</i> ‘<b>GRAND RE-OPENING! GYM <i>DELUXE</i></b>’ <i>It was certainly a flashy flier, and the added deluxe in cursive certainly felt like something worth a grand reopening, but whether or not the once notorious name had earned such a title was for the customers to decide. Upon arriving at the familiar location, one thing seemed certain, it wasn’t open yet. The entire building had been covered in an enormous white sheet, hiding whatever improvements had been made beneath itself. A strange mascot character patrolled the storefront, clearly a part of whatever had happened here. This began the new life breathed forcefully into the lungs of such a piece of nostalgia, the only thing left to do to seal such a contract, was to unveil the building.</i>

<i>Tokyo, some may call it the City of Japan, but many call it home. When a strong heart and a strong wish intersect, a miracle occurs. This miracle creates the bonds of the future. The future is uncertain, and now it is plunged into darkness. The engine with no place in time has halted once more, and its master has retreated from his shelter from within the confines of the steely beast.</i> &quot;Now... WHY HAVE WE STOPPED THIS TIME!? I thought we had this FIXED! This is what happens when we stop for groceries all the time!&quot;

<i>The hands of the clock seemed to have stopped. Those with a strong wish, and a strong heart, have been given passage. The train with no place in time has reached its stop, not to be its final, nor to be its first. To sound off its arrival from solitude it bellows in the way steam locomotives do. The owner steps out into the warm light of the spring sun. His dark robes contrasting with the silver reflections off the metal that makes the train. There are no clouds over this scene, making the quiet strength of the blue blue sky a sight of beauty.</i> &quot;It's not normal... No it's not! Someone keeps hitting the breaks, and it's very uncomfortable to experience!&quot;

<i>A large green steam locomotive is stopped right in the street. Outside is a small cardboard sign in front of a table. It reads, &quot;Special Viewing! Step into a different future!&quot;. Sitting at the table is a strange humanoid creature. One could mistake it for a costume. It waves at passersby cheerfully, blissfully offering candy to anyone close enough to hear him.</i> &quot;Step aboard for an amazing experience! Simply sign some papers, and we're on our way to the future that doesn't exist!&quot; <i>The most noticeable thing about the stand is the strange flag with an old man smiling on it. To those who could read it says, &quot;Station Master approved!&quot;</i> &quot;There's nothing to be afraid of except there is because even <i><b>I</b></i> don't know where we'll end up! Honesty is our only policy!&quot;