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Cos Baby 5 in Gotham.
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So, transmigration has been a thing that's been going on for a while now.
People transmigrating to another magical world, going back in time, going to an alternate universe, even travelling to their favorite games or movies.
The most recent addition is people disappearing at cosplay conventions. The most upvoted reply on reddit is that the missing people transmigrated as the character they cosplayed to whichever world they belong to.
Hence the increase of cosplay conventions events.
My friends also fantasize a lot about being transmigrated. We avoided hellish games and anime and movies for a time, just in case, but in the end we all know that the chances are very low.
Going back to the present, I will be attending a couples cosplay event with a friend.
We did a lot of digging, because we wanted to be a rare yet canon pair, and we ended up choosing a pair in the anime One Piece.
Sai and Baby 5.
I actually love this pair a lot. Every time the two of them are on screen, I can't help but giggle. I love their dynamic, I love how they got together and I'm also very happy for Baby 5.
My friend agreed and now we just need to create the costume and wait for the event.
Thankfully, their clothes are very easy to make.
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When the weekend came along, I was ready.
I fixed the wig I bought on Temu, the goggles on my face and then the burgundy french maid outfit I sewed myself. As for props, I just reused the AMW sniper rifle I made for a PUBG event I attended before.
I don't have enough time to make Baby 5’s gatling gun or bazooka.
Alright. I'm ready!
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We decided to meet at the venue due to us coming from different directions.
I hailed a taxi to the event, my AMV is fragile and I don't want to risk it getting damaged while commuting.
As I arrive, I immediately notice the cosplayers in pairs, and wow, it's really amazing!
Beep!
It's a text from my partner today.
I'm inside the mall already. I'll wait for you near the comfort room to freshen up.
Okay, I'll take a picture with others later, gotta meet up first with my Sai.
I walked towards the double door entrance on the mall while still looking around at other cosplayers.
I can't wait for photo ops!
Squelch.
Huh.
I look down on the floor, wondering what I stepped on and just blink at the dirty, moss covered floor.
What the hell.
The smell registered next.
It was a rotten and stale smell of sewer.
Only then did I notice that it's pretty dark.
Hesitantly, I remove the goggles on my eyes to get a clearer look on where I am.
Gone was the bright and crowded mall. Now I'm in what looked to be an abandoned… station?
I looked back where I came from and only saw a rusty train door, leading to an old and abandoned train cabin.
Oh my god.
I tugged on my wig. Hard.
“Oww.”
Okay, so I felt that pain in my scalp. That really hurts.
I move the hanging sniper rifle on my back to examine.
It's heavier, and feels cold, like an actual metal, like a real weapon, not made out of EVA foam.
Shit.
Lastly, I brought my hand to my face, looked at it back and forth, then thought of making my hand into a knife.
Wow.
I stared at the sharp kitchen knife where my hand should be, seeing the shock on my pupils reflected on the blade.
Shiiit.
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Okay.
So I transmigrated while cosplaying.
I did mention that the chances are low, but never zero.
I just hit the jackpot.
Or is it?
Right now, I'm just sitting at one of the still intact seats at this abandoned train station.
Thankfully, I still have my phone, I kept it inside my apron.
Unfortunately, it doesn't have any signal.
Considering that the One Piece world only uses Den Den Mushi for communication, that's expected.
I need to check what I have on hand.
Removing the belt on my waist that has a small bag, I lay it on my lap. It has all my belongings.
Inside is my wallet, my phone charger, a few candy, a small tissue pack, foundation and lipstick, and … the ticket for the event?
I examined it carefully. The thing looks like it was accidentally left on the washing machine. It's horribly smudge that I can't even read anything.
With a bad premonition, I also checked the inside of my wallet.
Yup, my ID's and my bank card are the same, even the bills and coins!
Oh my god.
Wait.
I don't… remember my name.
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It's official.
I'm really Baby-5 now.
I know that I'm cosplaying. Hell, I still remember the whole plot of One Piece! But I can't remember my name, any of my family or friends name and where I lived.
And the worst, I don't feel anything about it.
Like it's normal.
I don't feel sad, or scared about my current situation. I feel very calm even.
I feel like smoking, but I don't even smoke!
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Okay, so I transmigrated as Baby-5 in One Piece.
What now?
Where am I currently in the story?
Guess I need to leave this abandoned station first.
I put back everything on my belt bag, fixing the AMW on my back to make sure I'm comfortable and walked towards the cordoned staircase that hopefully would lead to the outside.
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I stared blankly in front of me, my metaphorical soul leaving my body.
The blazing sound of police sirens echoes all around me. There are also gunshots in the distance, the faint screams and shouts of people and the very obvious sound of helicopter blades.
My eyes take in the skyscrapers on the horizon, the rundown but modern buildings, at the group of homeless people gathered around a barrel fire that has been sneakily looking at me since I left the abandoned underground station, and lastly, at the huge Welcome to Gotham hell painted in red at wall across the street.
Gotham.
Gotham.
What the fuck is Baby-5 doing in DC?