mayfield_rpg

[A - 506 Ricardo]

[Ted wakes up, no big deal. He does that every morning. Now, what is a big deal is that he rolls over and suddenly finds his arm draped over some woman he doesn't know or remember bringing home at all...and wait, this isn't even his home. Not his bed, not his pajamas, not anything he remembers. And yet he does not remember going home with this woman who frankly does not look like his type at all.]

Oh, good morning, dear! Did you sleep well?

[And the woman looks glassy-eyed and weird and just not right. It is at this point Ted realizes that there are family photos scattered around the room and they have him and the woman, is she some sort of creepy stalker? And then there are kids in those pictures and WHAT IS THIS and...]

GYAAAAAH!

[Housemates may hear the sound of a manly ~~scream~~ shout as Ted rapidly extracts himself from the bed with the creepy zombie-woman and runs out of the bedroom clad only in his boxers. This is way more than he's ready to wake up to.]

[B - Downtown Mayfield]

[Ted's calmed down quite a bit. He's a superhero, after all, and these sorts of things tend to happen in his line of work. He's now walking through town, trying to get a sense of where he's ended up. There have been a few more of the glassy-eyed unnatural people that seemed to know him and think he was a mechanic, which was unnerving, but he was hitting a point at which he could roll with it.

Now he's just trying to get his bearings and a sense of where exactly it is he's found himself.

And to find a way out. A way out would be nice.]

[C - Library]

[Ted's wound up at Mayfield's library, and it's obvious from the way he's pulling books off the shelves, flipping them open quickly, and scowling at them that he's not finding what he's looking for at all. He's not yet realized that the library won't be giving him anything he'd find useful.]

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[Death is never exactly happy to see more people from home trapped here, but she does what she can]

Hi Ted. Have you found Michael yet?

[He'll just answer you as he's kind of distractedly flipping through a book that looks like it might be useful, but no...]

Oh, yeah, actually, I saw him earlier--

[And then he cuts off and looks up in surprise as he realizes he doesn't know who you are and why you'd know who he is, let alone that he'd be looking for Booster.]

How did you--?

[She smiles at him]

It's okay, you shouldn't recognize me. I'm Death. Didi, if you prefer.

[Okay, someone calling herself Death knows who he is and...yeeeeah, he'll just be calling you Didi now because that's kind of less creepy than calling you Death. Not that he knows you're actually DEATH Death. He's assuming it's some superhero code name.]

Didi, right.

I gotta ask--how did you know my name?

I know everyone. Everyone from back home, anyway.

[Answers. So vague. Scientist-Ted wants data! ~~And will probably be a bit disturbed if he gets it.~~]

Back home...so you're from my world? And how do you know everyone?

If we want to be strictly technical, I'm an aspect of your world. I speak to everyone when they're born, they just never remember it.

[She says it all matter of factly.]

An aspect. Of my world.

[And she talks to everyone when they're born and...oh, this is all making so much sense to him. He's staring uncertainly now.]

[She nods, waiting for him to put it together]

That's right.

..........

[Processing...Ted's a pretty smart guy, but getting all existential like this on top of the day he's had...]

...so you're THE Death? But...just from my world?

[Oh, that all make so much sense now...no, wait, it still doesn't.]

Divider of life from all that comes before and all that comes after. At least for our universe.

That's...

[He believes her, at least! He's seen a lot of weird stuff in his time, after all. Still quite a bit for him to handle.]

...and you wound up here?

Trust me, I'm as confused by that one as you are.

[Ted is somewhat comforted by this in a bizarre sort of "misery loves company" way. But only somewhat.]

Man, they weren't kidding when they said the people running this looney bin were powerful...

It shouldn't be possible but...

[She shrugs]

I'm not even the only one.

...not the only DEATH?

[Mayfield: breaking Ted's brain one horribly powerful being at a time.]

I was as surprised as you are.

[She smiles at the memory. Things have certainly changes.]

He's from a place called the Discworld. We live together.

...they put you together in one of those assigned family unit things? Someone here's got to have a twisted sense of humor.

Yes, that was more or less our conclusion at the time.

I can only imagine how that meeting went...

[And he's not sure if the thought should terrify or amuse him. It's doing both.]

[She giggles]

He's an eight foot tall skeleton. And he was wearing pajamas.

[She in fact finds this charming.]

That's...that'd be something to see, all right.

[Death giggled. Ted needs time to process this. She is not at all what he'd imagine Death to be like. Now, the giant skeleton, that's kind of more fitting in line with things...but then there's the whole matter of pajamas...]

Oh, it was quite something. He says they're comfortable. I have to admit it wasn't my first concern at the time.

[Mental image...of...of...OTHER Death in very comfortable pajamas. Some part of Ted's mind is wondering exactly what sort of pajamas Other Death finds comfortable but the larger part of it thinks he's probably better off not knowing.]

...that was the first day you got here? Like the rest of us?

Yeah. I woke up next to a skeleton wearing pajamas. It captured Mayfield rather well, actually.

Re: Downtown Mayfield

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