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mayfield_rpg2012-02-22 10:30 pm
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[A teenage girl awakens in a bedroom in 1768 Beaver Street. Her first thoughts are to immediately berate herself for many stupid things which she said yesterday. Stupid stupid stupid! Sigh. Fortunately, she manages to pull herself together enough to examine her unfamiliar surroundings. After some rumination, she reaches two clear conclusions: one, that it is definitely not her bedroom, and two, that she has been the subject of a kidnapping, or perhaps a very poor assassination attempt.
Teenage drama, as all-consuming as it is, will have to be pushed to the wayside for now. There is a mystery to be solved.
Upon examination, there doesn't appear to be any safes or arms to speak of in the room. As to be expected of a proper kidnapping. In fact, it's the most generically non-descript bedroom she's ever encountered.
To her great surprise, the door is unlocked, and so she ventures out into the hall, descending the stairs in an extremely stealthy fashion.
She emerges into a deserted living room, and casts a critical eye around.]
Hmmmm. You would think that kidnappers would take more steps to secure their hideout! Either that, or Prospit has undergone a substantial amount of remodeling while I've been gone.
[There's a pause as she crosses the room to the window and peeks out. A strange town. Identical houses. A great deal of unfamiliar people.]
Okay. This is a lot stranger than I expected. It would probably be in my best interests to figure out what's really going on here.
[She makes towards the door, but stops when she realizes she's still in the outfit she woke up in.]
I suppose that first, I should probably put on something that isn't pajamas.
[Oh no, the teenage drama thoughts are back.]
...Eeuugh, Jane, you are so stupid!
[Presently, she notices that the phone is off the hook. A inclination toward organization leads her to go over and replace it in its proper place.]
Teenage drama, as all-consuming as it is, will have to be pushed to the wayside for now. There is a mystery to be solved.
Upon examination, there doesn't appear to be any safes or arms to speak of in the room. As to be expected of a proper kidnapping. In fact, it's the most generically non-descript bedroom she's ever encountered.
To her great surprise, the door is unlocked, and so she ventures out into the hall, descending the stairs in an extremely stealthy fashion.
She emerges into a deserted living room, and casts a critical eye around.]
Hmmmm. You would think that kidnappers would take more steps to secure their hideout! Either that, or Prospit has undergone a substantial amount of remodeling while I've been gone.
[There's a pause as she crosses the room to the window and peeks out. A strange town. Identical houses. A great deal of unfamiliar people.]
Okay. This is a lot stranger than I expected. It would probably be in my best interests to figure out what's really going on here.
[She makes towards the door, but stops when she realizes she's still in the outfit she woke up in.]
I suppose that first, I should probably put on something that isn't pajamas.
[Oh no, the teenage drama thoughts are back.]
...Eeuugh, Jane, you are so stupid!
[Presently, she notices that the phone is off the hook. A inclination toward organization leads her to go over and replace it in its proper place.]
FGHGHGHG- JANE- ;u;
...Are you new to Mayfield, by any chance?
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Yea I don't think too many know YGO Zexal. xD''
In that case, have you found anyone in your current home? If they seem abnormally cheery, it may be best to ignore them...
Otherwise, you are likely under the impression that someone has taken you here for some reason or another, correct?
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And yes. I am. Considering recent events, it's not too much of a stretch to make such an assumption.
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You are partially correct. The fact is however, that a number of people are in a similar situation- we have all awoken here in homes that are not ours, with families similarly so. Any belongings or abilities will have been taken and replaced...
Again, the reasoning us unknown, but it would appear that those who control 'Mayfield' are more than intent on keeping those within prisoner.
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So the reasoning behind our kidnapping and subsequent forced assimilation into this community has not yet been discovered?
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However, I was given a set of papers from one of the others kidnapped which details quite a bit of what has occurred here so far. It is not in any way pleasant, but it is assuredly informative.
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-soon as I find the link. :U -
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Would you prefer retrieving them from my own home, or should I deliver them to yours?
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I have the link ready for when he arrives! :D
I live at '630 Topper', which is located on the other side of the town it would seem. If you are able to reach the park, and move directly south from its center, then it should be the first street following 'Taylor Road'.
Moving to the intersection of streets from your current address should lead you to the road that leads to the park, I believe.
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[And presently she is, knocking at the door of 630 Topper with some apprehension.]
that awkward moment when you forget if they introduced themselves. Oops. :U
...The clothes, however, definitely came from Mayfield. "Aah-" Well, since no one else was probably coming over... "You are Jane then?"
they didn't, we can just assume she introduced herself when he opened the door?
Nice to meet you, or as pleasant as things can be in a place like this, I suppose. And what would your name be?
Hahah, that works. xD
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"I'm not sure I should be accepting the invites of total strangers to enter their houses, considering my recent experiences. If it isn't too much of an inconvenience, I'd prefer just to stay put."
http://queen-of-swords.dreamwidth.org/1257.html#cutid2 :D
He holds out the papers. "In any case, this is the set of information I spoke of over the phone. It is unpleasant, but quite informative, if not at least useful in warning others of what could potentially occur in the future."