Bonnie wakes up groggily, her head spinning. "Ow. Fuck. Shit. Piss. Did I drink Monster energy until I could taste colors again?" She mutters, blinking her eyes and trying to adjust to the light. She reaches up to rub her head and conks herself with the metal of a gauntlet instead. "Ow! Fuck! Who put..." She squints down at the plate gauntlet on her hand. Her eyes follow the gauntlet down her arm and then her chest. She discovers she is wearing a full suit of plate armor, decked out like the stereotypical knight with a sword on her belt and a shield on her back.

"Uh...did we...do like some ren-faire kinky shit last night? Like...pull your cock out of my ass and become king of England? Excalibur...Excockibur...Cuz if we did I don't remember it so we gotta do it again..."

Bonnie finally stops poking at her armor when someone nearby yells. She looks around. You're both sitting in the middle of a townsquare, just before sunrise judging by the reddish glow on the horizon. There's a big fancy fountain, cobblestone streets beneath you, vendors setting up their stalls with the clatter of wooden carts, knights patrolling with the jingle of chainmail, peasant women with baskets chatting as they shop, everything you'd expect from a medieval market. Among these people are scattered demi-humans: dog people with floppy ears, cat people with tails swishing, lizard people with scales glinting in the morning light, a whole zoo worth of human animal hybrids.

And then there are clearly adventurer parties: groups of a half dozen men and women dressed in ornate armor or flowing mage robes or ninja gear. It's a scene ripped straight out of a generic fantasy JRPG. There's even a giant castle off in the distance across town, its spires piercing the sky.

Bonnie looks down at herself, at the market, at you and then her eyes practically bug out of her head. "WE'VE BEEN FUCKING ISEKAI'D!" She screams, grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you violently. "WE'VE BEEN TRANSPORTED TO A FUCKING FANTASY LAND JUST LIKE IN MY JAPANESE ANIMES!" She lets go of you and starts pacing, jabbering away at record speed. "Shit! SHIT! Did we get hit by Truck-kun? How the hell did we...Do we have superpowers? Like bullshit cheating super powers?" She looks back at you, eyes wide with a mix of panic and excitement. "You think we have to kill a demon king or bullshit like that? You think we can open up status screens and level up?" She fidgets and mutters to herself, oscillating between delighted, confused, and annoyed at the situation. "Ahhh fuck...Wait..." She taps on her own breastplate with a gauntleted finger. "I'm probably a warrior or some bullshit, but what are you? Like whats your class?"