Dokriminals: The Purple Plan

>Fuckin' hell.
>You catch your wallet, and toss it up again, repeating this idly as you stare at the ceiling of your tent.
>Taken from your world, shoved in some park to wait while the people of this strange new world figured out everything, and now left to twiddle your fuckin' thumbs while you could be finding and loving your Doki.
>The Promised Day finally came and you were stuck behind bureaucratic bullshit.
>And to make matters worse, you were slightly late to the party and while some people were allowed to get jobs here all available positions had been taken when you went to apply.
>Oh well, nothing you could do about it. You waited this long; you weren't going to just run out and get arrested and risk it so close to the finish line.
>Catching your wallet once more, you unfold it and reach into one of the slots, retrieving a printed photo.
>On it, a short woman with pink hair and a fang. Your beloved Natsuki!
>You sigh, clutching the picture to your chest. Soon enough, you think.
>Then, a bell, signifying dinner.
>Cool, you think, shuffling off of your bunk and out into the night.

>A moment later, you're sitting down with the delectable meal of square pizza, reheated corn, and a small bottle of water.
>Sitting alone at a relatively empty table, you begin to dig in when someone at the opposite end grabs your attention.
>"Hey! You, with the face! Wanna come eat with us?" A man's voice asks.
>Looking at the source, you see three dudes and a girl chatting with each other.
>You shrug, give a 'sure' and scoot down the bench toward them with your tray. May as well have a few friends if you're going to be waiting around.
>Chatting on with the group, it isn't too long before the discussion turns toward who your waifu is.
>"I'm gonna be looking for Hatsune Miku! I love her." One of the men, Evan, said.
>"Wait, you're in love with Miku?" Another man, Michael, asked in a confused tone.
>"Yeah? What of it?" Evan said, getting defensive.
>"But... I'm in love with Miku. How the fuck will that work?"
>"... Huh." The two scratched their heads and tried to think as the rest of you got on with it.
>"Well, I love Reisen." The last man, who had not given a name, stated.
"That the one from Touhou?" You ask.
>"The very same!" He beams.
"Neat. I haven't played any of them, but I heard they're pretty good."
>"Oh, you should some time! That is, if they even exist here."
>"Yeah, they're pretty great!" The girl, Savannah agrees.
>"Is your love from them too?"
>"Oh, no, mine is Kamina from Gurren Lagann. He's so cool!"
"Now that, I have seen. Very good series, and an excellent man!"
>You all share a nod of agreement as attention falls on you.
"Well, I'm in love with Natsuki from Doki Doki Literature Club."
>"Nice! I was more of a Yuri girl, but Natsuki is good. Shame about the lack of screentime for her."
"Yeah, it kinda sucked. But we'll be able to more than make up for it!" You smile a take a drink from your water, turning back to your meal.
>Taking a bite of the soggy thing some one call a pepperoni pizza slice, your gaze drifts upward and to another table in front of you.
>On the opposite side sits a woman with dark black hair and hazel eyes, staring intently at you.
>Your mouth full of cardboardy goodness, you give a small wave and the two sitting next to you turn to look at the girl.
>Flustered, she gives a wave in return and picks up her tray and backpack before hurrying off somewhere else.
>"You recognize her?" The Reisen man asked. You gulped down your pizza, finishing off the meal.
"Nope. Sure went off in a hurry, though. Speaking of which, I think I'm gonna hit the showers before everyone else gets there and crowds it up." You stand up and grab your tray, turning to the group. "Nice meeting you all! We'll have to do this again sometime!"
>"Yeah! Catch ya later, Anon!" Savannah says, nodding at you and continuing to talk to the Reisen man as the two Miku boys continued working out the multimiku conundrum.

>Retrieving the key for one of the shower stalls, you headed back to your tent to grab a change of clothes before returning and opening the door with the key.
>You enter the small stall, set your clean clothes to the side, and begin to take off your shirt when it hits you.
>Suddenly, a force grabs you and restrains your arms inside your overturned shirt, and a glint of silver enters your vision.
>"Don't make any loud noise. I've come for you." A woman says, the knife coming clearly into view through your shirt hole.
>Oh my god. You're going to get shanked in a fucking hobo camp before you've ever even met Natsuki.
>What the fuck.
"W-what the fuck? What do you want? I don't have any money, or anything like that, so I can't help you there."
>"I know. You're Anon, and I need you."
>You catch a glimpse in the mirror of your captor. The woman from dinner. You figured you could break free, but given the knife you chose not to take your chances.
"Well, uh, I'm flattered, but I'm taken. Sorry. I'm sure your husbando is out there, though."
>The woman began to shake slightly, and you made out her blushing through the dimness of the shirt.
>"Um, n-no, not like that. You're here for Natsuki, right?"
"Yeah, and?"
>"Don't run off, I'm going to let you go, okay?" She stuttered out, keeping good on her word before moving a hand into her hair as you spin around to face her.
>With a pull, the black gives way to purple, and everything connects as you realize her hazel eyes are very clearly fake contacts.
"Holy shit, you're Yuri!" You almost shout.
>She brings a finger to her lips, and shushes you. You quieten down, and show your awestruck face.
>"Yes, and I've come to get you for Natsuki."
"But... why? Why didn't she come and do it herself?"
>"She wasn't really suited for sneaking in somewhere, you know? She's more loud, and less stealthy. Plus, we're all getting each other's loves to avoid any accidents involving excitement at first sight."
"Huh. Makes enough sense to me. So, what's your plan on getting me out of here?"
>She takes off her backpack and hands it to you, as well as a slip of paper.
>"Take this, and go to this address after your shower. It's a local bus depot, and no one will turn an eye if you're from the other world and there. You'll go to the bathroom and change into the outfit in the bag, and I'll meet you there. From there, we'll go to the meetup point."
"Alright, sounds great. Thank you!"
>She nods and gives a small sound of affirmation, before turning to the door and putting her wig back on.
"Oh, and Yuri, one more thing."
>"Yes?"
"Next time, please don't pull a knife on me. I would've just come along if you said something."
>"O-oh, uh, okay. Sorry." She gives a small giggle before excusing herself and locking the door behind her.
>You laugh to yourself, before turning and finishing undressing, happiness flowing through you.
>With the plan set, you step into the shower, but before turning the water on you decide to take a peep at your disguise.
>Spiky blonde wig, orange suit, and teal contact lenses.
>Holy shit, she got you a Goku costume.
>Bitchin'.
>After washing up, you set out into the night and toward the bus depot. Love awaited, and you had no time to wait around in some camp.