29 November 2012 @ 11:31 pm
Divpadsmit ● Action  
● Action ; 1333 Benny Road

[He didn’t know what happened. The whole world went crazy and the thoughts in his head kept conflicting and cancelling each other out.

How could he have travelled the world without ever leaving town? Carry millions of people on his shoulders while never being responsible for anything more than a dog? Slowly the cracks began showing through; nightmarish visions sneaking around in the memories of his comfortable life in Mayfield, hundreds of years from a country far away.

Raivis had tried his best to ignore the voices that seemed to materialize out of nowhere and lock himself in his room from the erratic events of outside. There was only so long he could hide away from Mayfield though and this was pretty hard to ignore. The shards of glass tore small incisions in his clothes as he clumsily climbed in through the broken window and tripped on the brick he’d thrown in there moments earlier]


T-Tolys? Koharu? Is anyone there?

[His voice was shaking as hard as his hands, clutched tightly around a kitchen knife. No matter how much his mind fought it his body kept pressing on and the knowledge of what it was trying to do made him feel sick. The least he could do was warn someone, or beg them to make it all stop]
 
 
28 October 2012 @ 06:59 pm
canon update → back from droning  
[ Madoka had been droned for 24 hours. She spent that time wrapping up her canon, and returning just in time for the finale. Lucky girl. ]
[ 1333 Benny Road ]
[ When Madoka comes down for breakfast she is not only different from the droned girl from yesterday, but seems to be an entirely different Madoka! Bright, smiling, and full of confidence as she waves to her family members. ]

Good morning! Sorry, I guess I was gone for a while? What's the date?

[ action | probably your house! ]
[ After getting some breakfast in her, Madoka heads out to check up on all of her friends. Yup. All of them. Chances are that at some point during the day you will find Madoka on your doorstep, knocking and then offering a cheerful greeting. ]

Hey! Sorry for showing up so suddenly, just wanted to check... Is everything okay? I hope my drone wasn't mean to you the other day...

[ Phone ]
[ And then later in the evening... Madoka finally makes a public phonecall. Sitting in her room, looking over her stuffed animals and clothes with a nostalgic smile. It's been so long since she could try on "real" clothes... it's so strange to even hold them like this. ]
Oh, hello! Sorry to bother everyone so late in the evening... This is Madoka Kaname. It seems I was droned for a while...? I was wondering if there was anything I could be doing to help out around town? You know, in case anything came up while I was gone?
 
 
26 October 2012 @ 09:37 pm
✧ 02  
[A. 1333 Benny Road]

[Lauranatis family, your favorite neighbor is here. He'll just let himself in, no need to trouble yourselves with getting up.]

Liet! I heard you were like totally diseased and stuff so I made my wife make you something to make you feel better!

[Hope you like Lime Jello Marshmallow Cottage Cheese Surprise!]

[B. Phone - Filtered to Stone 456]

Hey Lizzy! Ditch your obnoxious husband for the afternoon and lets go shopping, I'm bored.

Oh and while we're out I want to annoy the shoe salesman who was harassing me about wanting to try on the polkadot heels before I bought them last week.

We can make him pull every pair of shoes in the store to fit us with--you take the ladies side and I'll take the men's side-- and we won't buy any of them! I figure we can make him break down and cry after an hour. Maybe forty-five minutes if we're totally on our game.

It'll be fun!
 
 
05 October 2012 @ 04:23 am
✧ 01  
 A. Action - 1332 Benny Road

[Poland didn't care much for nightmares, especially of the dream within a dream variety. One moment he was happily laying in the ryefield of his dreams, only to shift to a nightmarish one where he woke up in Mayfield.

Although he had to admit waking up in Mayfield again was one of the more vivid dreams he'd had in a while. The out of date pajamas he'd woken up in felt itchy to him. The set up of the master bedroom was exactly as he remembered. Even his assigned drone wife was there, chipper and unnerving as ever. If it weren't so terrible, he'd commend his rem state for it's attention to detail.

The problem with nightmares though, was that you couldn't do anything about them until they ran their course. Trying to force yourself awake didn't really work. No matter how much arm pinching or cheek slapping  or shouting "wake up" repeatedly at your reflection in the bathroom mirror one tried. All of which Poland tried regardless, to no avail.

Waiting to wake up, Poland got up and riffled through his closet. At least this nightmare was kind enough to remember the clothing he'd gotten back from home the last time he'd been here so he didn't have to wait while looking like a dork.]


B. Action - 1333 Benny Road

[Good morning neighbors! You have a vistor from next door of the equestrian variety, poking his head through the kitchen window and trying to snatch fruit off your counter.

You weren't going to eat all those apples yourselves. Mr. Pony is just making sure they don't go wasted. You can thank him when you wake up.]


C. Action - Around Town

[Reacquainting himself with Mayfield was not how Poland anticipated spending his day. It didn't take long to recognize everything and relearn his way around. Compared to finding his way around some of his larger cities it was relatively simple to remember.

His cities were definitely better though. There really wasn't much to like about Mayfield in his opinion. Hence why he decided to reacquaint himself while riding Mr. Pony around. Might as well make something about it enjoyable! Nothing brightens up stuff like including ponies after all.

Don't mind the less than bubbly blonde taking up half the side walk riding around on his pony. Or do mind. Up to you.]
 
 
04 October 2012 @ 09:59 pm
Vienpadsmit ● Action ; Phone  
● Action ; 1332 Benny Road

[Pulling the sheets tighter over his head, he tried to block out the sunlight creeping through his curtains. Latvia was not one to get hangovers but his head felt like it was full of brick dust. Everything from yesterday was a foggy haze, and the day before that, and the day before that, and... actually it felt like it was hard to pin point exactly when he was.

He would have been content to just lie in bed and go back to sleep but breakfast was calling him. Maybe getting something to eat would make him feel better and help him get his thoughts together. As he got to his feet he let out a small groan. He must have slept in a strange position or something because his neck was so stiff. Plodding down to the kitchen he tried to massage it and loosen the muscle a little. By the time he got there Latvia noticed there was something a little off.

This house was familiar, these clothes were familiar but they were not his own. Where they were from, he couldn't quite pinpoint it. If he'd gotten drunk and stumbled into a strangers house he wasn't sure what to make of it. Hesitantly he peered into the kitchen]


Hello? Is anyone there...?

● Action ; Around town

[Had he really been here before? Somehow he could walk the streets and tell where he was but for the life of him he could not remember when he last stepped down them. Latvia's priority should really be to get back home but for now his curiosity carried him through the town. Every so often he'd stare at a passerby trying to recognise their face]

I-I'm sorry, have we met before?

● Phone

So this place is called Mayfield, right? Have I been here before? It seems so familiar but I can't remember where from.

I, uh... I think I may have been a bit drunk last night so I'm sorry if I did anything inappropriate or caused a disturbance to... anyone.

This is a public line, right?
 
 
26 September 2012 @ 09:43 pm
6th Record 「Puzzle Pieces」  
[ Phone : Drone Filter : Monday (Afternoon) / Tuesday (Evening) / Wednesday (Midnight) ]
[ The following is delivered in a calm, professional tone. ]
Good day. My name is Nanoha Takamachi. I come to you all with an urgent notice. I promise that you will want to listen, and appreciate your time, but I will not to take up too much of it.

Mayfield is changing. I don't think this is something that can be missed. There has been new information uncovered and I feel that communication is the key to surviving here for much longer.

There will be meeting on Sunday the 30th of this month, at noon. It will be in the loading hangar of the Nadesico — a large spaceship docked above 947 Beulah. Whether you have a story to share, or just want to sit in and listen to others, I encourage everyone to attend; young or old, newcomer or veteran.

Feel free to spread news of this via word of mouth. My only request is that you not use the telephones, so that we can reduce interference. I will not discuss this further over the line, but I will be available every day at either the high school counselor's office, or my home at 1336 Benny Road. You may also contact Fate T. Harlaown or Hayate Yagami in a similar fashion.

I implore you... please, give this your utmost consideration.

I hope that the rest of your day goes well. Thank you again for your time.


[ Action : 1336 Benny Road : Open after the above calls, and any day this week except Sunday ]
[ Every time she hangs up the receiver, it falls from her hand a little heavier. Stretching the limits of her sleep schedule, Nanoha is quite tired. It is for a good cause. It is the right choice — perhaps the only choice. These are things she tells herself, for she can no longer sit idly by as their simulated world figuratively (and sometimes literally) crumbles around them.

However, she will greet those who come to knock with a pleasant face and a clean, welcoming home. ]



[ Action : Mayfield High : Open during school hours ]
[ —or one can catch Nanoha attempting to take short naps in her office. Whether it is about the meeting, school business, or a personal call, her door is open to all. ]


((OOC: Phone calls will not be answered, BUT if you want to express interest without a thread, you can tag this thread with an OOC comment as a sort of informal sign-up. The log will be mingle style, with headers, and more of an IC info-dump conference than a proper Q&A. You can ask me questions directly, hand-wave any threads whereupon characters express interest in attending, etc etc IDK this seems like it could be big so I want to make it as flexible for everyone as possible!))

((ETA: Log is here! For any late-comers. Back-tagging is more than welcome! o7))
 
 
12 September 2012 @ 09:17 pm
3  
[Oh, did you really think that, just because everyone's trying to get those items, what's going on in Mayfield's gonna stop? Pfft, nope. Things are still phasing in and out and, from time to time, Sasami's going to take advantage of them, using them as easy shortcuts! Though, sometimes it feels like Mayfield wants to play a bit of Karma Houdini here.

A) Mayfield Elementary - Morning (Action)

[Having arrived near the end of the school year, Sasami really has no connection to the kids here - both drones or real. And coming in at the same time, it feels the same. Either way, she's taken the time to use the glitches to pull pranks on people... except one prank attempt has her arms sticking out of the utility closet and the rest of her on the other side. Wanna find out what's going on?]

B) John Doe Park - Afternoon (Action)

[At this point, Sasami can be seen leaning against a tree. Is she resting from another day at school? Thinking about something?

Nah, Mayfield glitch caught up to her again and her pigtails and skirt are caught in the tree.]


...oh, this is embarrassing! Someone? Can someone help me?! Please?!

C) Near 1334 Bennyy Road - Afternoon (Action)

[Now it seems that Mayfield's now being incredibly cruel and potentially deadly. It seems that the glitch's hit Sasami at the worse possible time and stopped at the same way. When you find her, from her nose up is the only thing exposed, her face with footprints from glitching drones walking over her and her pigtails partially undone by said walking over. She wants to cry out for help, but with her mouth covered, she's now just crying.]
 
 
12 September 2012 @ 07:16 pm
"Happy" Mayfieldversary  
[Action: 1331 Benny Road]

[Hajime is sitting in the living room, a pink... bird thing next to him. He's talking to the creature.]

Do you remember? It's been a long time...

[Something is pretty obviously bothering him]

[Action: Park]

[Eventually he moves to the park, where he can be found in his favourite spot by the fountain. Just... sitting by it, quietly communing with the water]

[Action: 5720 Cunningham Lane]

[When he's feeling down, there's only one place he wants to be: Ukraine's. Which is where he can be found, sitting holding a picture from home]

[Phone]

D-does anyone ever feel like they're forgetting what it's like to not be in Mayfield? Two years is a really long time...
 
 
12 September 2012 @ 07:13 am
When You're Awake...  
[Rin had to go looking for her other friends, making sure they were all right. After that fiasco that had wrought their impending doom, she had been leery about assuming everyone got out okay. She hadn't noticed it herself, but some people didn't make it out. So, she was headed over to Yuna's place, hoping to god she hadn't gotten hurt or killed.

Knocking on the door, she contended herself to wait.]
 
 
20 August 2012 @ 12:49 pm
trisdešimt trys; action  
[Finding out about Mayfield's latest peculiarity would have been far more "annoying and concerning" rather than "sharply unsettling" if he hadn't found out about it via Poland's drone chattering at him a mile a minute, making that particular phrase as close to literal as it could get. And he was only asking Lithuania (or Mr. Laurinaitis) how he was over and over. It's the lack of Poland's pony, his flag, and the lack of nation feel that make Lithuania realize Poland's actually gone.

Backing through a tree is just the icing on the cake, to be honest.]


1333 Benny Road
[Hello, not!family! Lithuania is going through the house checking up on everyone, making sure they're present and accounted for. He's pretty obviously unhappy but he's also just as obviously trying not to look unhappy. He's also obviously on edge, as can easily be noted whenever he jumps at a flickering light or jerks back away from the sound of sudden static crashing out of the television.]

Estonia, Latvia, Ukraine, and America's Houses
[Lithuania is just checking up on you guys to make sure you're okay. As in still here. Also he is looking like a puppy who was kicked into the rain, metaphorically speaking but he's pretending he's fine. He's also trying to ignore any instances of his hand going through doors rather than him knocking like he actually intends to do.]

Are you alright?

Olney's Tavern
[The alcohol here has always been incredibly weak, and that's not when even the structure of the bar and class is so weak as to make it go crashing to the ground for no good reason. Still, Lithuania is trying his best to get himself drunk enough to stop feeling so awful, at least for a few hours.

It's not really working, though.]


They have no idea how to make decent beer here.
 
 
13 August 2012 @ 05:50 pm
act 4: Breaking the boredom barrier  
[Action A: Outside 1333 Benny. Open to all.]

[Sonic is busy training himself, using his hammock as a makeshift resistance machine. Shadow's droning has only made him much more focused on bettering himself to help people get out when the time to escape this place has come. He's hoping that he'll be able to get his speed back to full power by doing this exercise.]

Ok...ok. A few more reps to go. Then spin dash training.

[Action B: Around town. Also open to all.]

[Sonic is speeding through town, feeling competitive today; a result of his training. He's doing all kinds of tricks to show off as much as possible. If you have a speedster that wants to challenge him, or if you just want to bug him, flag him down!]
 
 
05 August 2012 @ 12:42 am
kuusteist // 16  
A: between 1332 and 1333 Benny Road

[After the last mess Mayfield had subjected them all to, Estonia found himself in the possession of one very old box of books, in more than a few languages. He's read them all before, of course, and they're some of his favourites, even one particularly worn Russian one he doesn't recommend to anyone, just because it's in Russian. After they arrive in Mayfield, he reads them all again, then decides to do the nice thing and share them around.

This is why he's headed over to Benny Road with an armful of books in Lithuanian and Polish. He slides some of them, with no note, into the mailbox of house 1332. He's halfway to the mailbox of 1333 when he realizes he got the address wrong, and doubles back. Somewhere between trying to switch out the stack of books and get the appropriate ones in the right nation's mailbox, most of the books wind up on the lawn, with one very frustrated Estonia trying not to make a scene.

It's probably not going so well.]


B: 5270 Cunningham Lane

[Hi, Ukraine. Estonia comes bearing a few books for you, as well as some pre-made food and cuddles. Enjoy.]

C: phone

[Estonia clears his throat awkwardly before starting, and a few times more during pauses while he presents his question.]

Not that it's... um, of any great importance, but I was wondering if there would be anybody here interested in a choir of any sort. Just for curiosity's sake. [Ahem.] I don't really have anywhere with a piano to suggest meeting, but I'm sure something could be worked out, if... people were interested? If not, that's fine, too.
 
 
30 July 2012 @ 09:02 am
Hung Over And Out to Dry  
[1. Early Morning - Yagami Household - Open to Housemates and Close CR]

[If one would enter the living room of the household, one would find drone-Vita looking curiously at her "mama", trying to get her up. Hayate was in a state of disarray, her clothing shorn off, pants around her ankles and shirt unbuttoned as she lay on the couch with a melted ice pack on her head. It was like she had tried to cure something and wound up sprawled.]

Not now Vita honey, you need to get cereal for yourself...

[Clearly the stress had finally gotten to Hayate, and she had gone out drinking like a fish, as attributed to the slight smell from her as well. Bother her?]


[2. Outside - Benny Road]

[Hayate had forced herself out of her sprawled state, took a shower and is looking better, but there's deep circles under her eyes like she hadn't slept all night, or just was suffering from the mother of all headaches. She's struggling to do her laundry when her face turns green and she vomits into the bushes.]

Ugh... okay... maybe drinking five boilermakers was a bad idea...
 
 
19 July 2012 @ 08:57 pm
✝002✝  
Phone

-This wasn't something he was normally found doing... using the telephone lines that is. Before he picked up to start speaking, he stared down at it. Hard. He had been here for some time now, and it the entire time spent here was beginning to affect him. Yet, he knew that his time here was next to nothing in comparison to others.-

-He had to try though. He had to try and reach out to others. After all, it wasn't like he could talk to her anymore... it somehow bothered him a great deal. Though he wouldn't admit to it.-

-FINALLY... he picked up the phone and spoke as clear as he could manage, without his accent interfering.-


Excuse me, Mayfield... but Ah had... thought of an idea that would... put some ease into our lives while we are stuck here.

Perhaps if the Church were to hold a bake sale...

Please, tell me if you're at all interested...

-He hangs up and waits for a while...-


Action: The Church

-He'll be biding his time around the church when he's not at home... he'll be rather quiet as well, unless spoken to. He means well, he's just lost in thought.-
 
 
19 July 2012 @ 02:35 pm
☆ Pink Hair Ribbons  
[ action ☆1333 benny ]
[ Madoka decided to do her laundry and clean her room properly. She's been a bit on edge since the Carnival and can't get the traumatizing images from the fun house out of her head, so cleaning the new outfits she regained seemed like a good way to clear her mind. One of the things she decided to do today was wash all of her collected hair ribbons and do up her hair with the ones from home, hoping it would make her feel better.

Little does she know, someone has become "popular". And that someone is her.
]

[ action ☆malt shop ]
[ Another way to clear your mind is buying yourself to a treat, right? Madoka thought so too! So she broke out her savings and went to buy a milkshake. Just as she was about to pay for it,  a drone boy stepped in and got it for her. ]
Eh? Um, well-- you don't have to, I um... I have the money... [ And then another drone offered buy her a snack to go with it.  ] What? No... no, that's okay, I really couldn't...
[ Suddenly, Madoka finds herself sitting at a table with a bunch of drones. It hasn't occurred to her yet, but she seems to have become "popular" overnight. She's surrounded by milkshakes of all flavors and a bunch of drone kids talking to her about things she doesn't know much about. And as uncomfortable as this makes her, she doesn't have the heart to ask them to leave. ]
Sorry, um, I... I'm not sure... what's popular and what's not um... the clothes you're wearing... l-look fine... [ Someone come rescue her. She doesn't know how to handle this. ]

[ action ☆ around town ]
[ Okay, really, what's up with the teenage drones lately? Madoka is carrying a few shopping bags because she made the mistake of window shopping, which turned into "real shopping" when her admirers came to her rescue. She is also walking around town in stealth mode, ducking behind lamp posts and into shops when she sees drones coming. This is how you solve problems. ]
What's wrong with them today? Why is everyone treating me this way... I-I'm not cool at all. Maybe Mama was right about these hair ribbons...

[ phone ☆ ]
[ And after a hard day of being a popular girl, Madoka collapses on her bed and picks up the phone. ]
Um... I know this is a weird thing to ask about um so... please forgive me... Have the drones ever treated anyone, um... strangely? They keep asking me for fashion advice and talking about records... I don't know any of that stuff, though, so um...

Can someone um... give me... advice? I want to help them... if they're asking, I want to help... Even if they're drones... If they're counting on me then I want to be able to give them good advice!
 
 
19 July 2012 @ 07:57 am
First Sortie  
[A. 1337 Benny Road - Locked to Housemates]

[It was a normal day in Benny Road when Erica first arrived. Normal meaning that she barely stirred in bed, snoozing all that morning. She didn't get up until at least ten or eleven that morning when she lazily dragged herself out of bed in the morning.

Yawning, she stumbled downstairs and paused at the action. Strange, this wasn't her assignment area. This wasn't even her normal room. Where's all her stuff?]

This is not my usual place. Trude? You here?

[B. Benny Road to Park]

[Erica's wandering around, dressed in a shirt and panties and nothing else. There wasn't any of her usual uniforms anywhere and she wasn't going to wear shorts or a dress if she could use it. Currently, she was poking at a few things here and there, making sure that she wasn't seeing things.

If she sees you, she'll give a wave.] Hey.
 
 
19 July 2012 @ 03:09 am
1st petal.  
✿a) early morning: action ; 1338 Benny Road ; housemates

[When Ib opened her eyes, she expected to be back in her world, in the art gallery with her parents and Garry. Instead, she found herself in a foreign bed in what looked to be a foreign house.

...Was it a trick? She'd gone through the painting once to get to that other world, but did going back through bring her here instead of home? If that was the case, well...it was time to get to work.

She gets up and examines her room, dresses herself, brushes her hair, and goes out to the rest of the house. The first thing she notices is the family portraits. At first, she stares in disbelief at the fact that she's there and her parents are not. Even stranger, she has no idea who those other people are. Her next instinct is to turn around, walk a few steps away, and then whirl around, as if expecting something to happen. She stares it down before walking away, casting a wary glance back at it.

Maybe it was because she didn't have a rose...

Right. She doesn't have a rose. That unsettles her. And since Garry went through the painting, too, she might as well look for him while she was at it.

Housemates can either find this little girl performing her little ritual with the pictures and possible paintings around the house or looking through cabinets, opening doors of all kinds, all the while looking like she's searching for something in particular.]


✿b) afternoon: action ; annie's flowers ; everyone

[You can find Ib staring intently through the window of the flower shop, close enough to where her nose is almost touching the glass, but still far enough away to mind her manners (and the window's cleanliness).]

✿c) evening: phone ; everyone

[Well, her search around the house and around town shows her that it's more than just her here this time.

There's a tiny yawn before a small, quiet, and rather young voice speaks up.]


...Hello. My name is Ib. There are a lot of people here, but I was wondering if anyone's seen a man with purple hair that talks like a lady.

[The comment about the man doesn't sound like she's poking fun, but instead carries a sense of innocence and naivete.]
 
 
13 July 2012 @ 11:17 am
☘ 026; [action]  
[A; morning; around Mayfield]

[With most of the danger averted, the Command Spell that Rin had used on Lancer wasn't driving him crazy anymore. It had been impossible to ensure Kariya's safety as she'd ordered him to, and the resulting contradiction between what he was compelled to do and what he was able to do had resulted in what one might have lightly phrased as a 'clusterfuck'.]

[But whatever, no point in looking back now. As it was? Lancer decided it was probably a good idea to just find Kariya and check in with him before Rin elected to flip out on him as usual.]


[B; afternoon; 1335 Benny Rd.]

[When he gets home, Lancer would find something waiting for him. In the driveway a short distance away from his two very confused horses would be this sweet ride.]

...the hell?

[Having never seen it before, he was understandably confused as to who designed a car after his Noble Phantasm.]

[...Which he promptly stopped caring about, because holy shit that was cool.]


[C; late afternoon; highway]

[What's the best way to test out such a fantastic piece of machinery, you ask?]

[Going top speed down yonder endless highway, of course. If you get his attention, he might just figure out how the brakes work.]

[But be careful.]

[Dragsters can't turn.]
 
 
12 July 2012 @ 11:15 am
Eighteenth Suite♪  
[A. Action - Outside - Benny Road]

[Ako was in the middle of bringing in the packages when she happened on a couple for herself, looking it over. Deciding to open it there before it produced bees or something, she popped the top on the first one and found a card.]

Precure Shining Circle... huh. [Said card vanished as it flew into her chest and she grinned.] Everything's back now. Now I wonder what the last one is here...

[It turned out to be clothing. Not just any clothing, but her favorite outfit. Running inside, she changed and came back, tapping her sneakers on the cement.] About time.


[B. Action - Anywhere Else]

[Ako was wandering around, looking for friends and such to talk to. She wanted to see if everyone was okay now, and wanted to see if any of her friends got through the bad carnival unscathed relatively. She was allowed to be worried especially now that people were calling for revolution and such. Knocking on your door, she waited for it to be answered.]
 
 
11 July 2012 @ 11:41 pm
[010] Not yet lost?  
[A. Outside 1332 Benny Road - Backdated to the day after the end of Welcomefield]

[After spending the morning droned as Mr. Feliks Łukasiewicz, Poland actually smiles at the three boxes that showed up in the mail later on in the day. Lithuania said that Poland would get his nationhood back soon and it actually seemed like he would now!

Not even bothering to take them back into house, Poland just plops down on the front lawn with them. He'd already done his waiting, like months of it. He couldn't wait another minute. He runs the serrated edge of his house key along the tape securing the top of one of the boxes and pulls the cardboard flaps back.]


. . .

[Poland tilts his head as he looks down at the pull toy Ukraine gave him at America's Halloween party last year. The memory it brought back was nice, but... time to move onto the next box.]

. . .

[Which was full of clothes. Of course they were fabulous clothes, they were his after all. Any other time Poland would have been happy to get them back. But now they just left him with one box.]

. . .

[Poland hesitates slightly, his heart fluttering in his chest a little. It'd been a while since he'd felt this anxious over something. He was so carefree normally anyone would find it hard to believe that he actually did worry over things. And not getting his nationhood back was something he thought was worth worrying about. Taking a deep breath and scraping together the last of his optimism, Poland tears into the box and throws it open.

Sitting in the middle of the box is a single cup, filled simply with dirt.]


A cup. Of dirt.

[Poland picks up the cup to stare at it. When you spend a good portion of your life feeding the majority of Europe, you got to know dirt pretty well. Picking up a dirt clod and letting it break up in his hand, Poland recognizes it from home from just the feel of it.

This was his land.

But. Without his nationhood it was just... dirt.]


No. No way. No freaking way.

[Poland tears through the box of clothing one more time. Maybe he missed something. Maybe there was something else in here. There had to be something else in here. He can feel his hands shaking and his breath catching in his throat as he flings shirts and skirts and pants haphazardly all over the lawn, not caring where they land or that he'll have to scrub out grass stains later. The box empties quickly and he's left staring at nothing.

It wasn't fair. He'd never gone this long without knowing how they felt or what they looked like or what they were saying. He'd been wiped from the map for 123 god damn years only to be wiped out again a few years later and still he'd never been isolated from them like this. He was able to rise from the ashes of a ruined land because of them. They kept him going, they kept him fighting, they kept him alive. It was their belief in him that made him who he was.

Who the hell was he anymore without them?

He'd died.

He didn't want to admit it. The idea of dying was so utterly foreign to him that he refused to believe it had happened once before, right after coming to Mayfield. He'd died. And it happened again just yesterday.

He'd died because he'd tried to find a way out of this town and Mayfield sent a harsh reminder of what his existence was now. Mayfield's Mr. Łukasiewicz; Head of 1332 Benny Road, town tailor. That's who he'd spent the morning as anyway. Fixing his tie and shining his shoes. Greeting his wife and doting on his children. Maybe the happiness he'd been forced to feel this morning wasn't so terrible.

At least compared to the hollowness he felt trying to cling to the belief he was still Rzeczpospolita Polska...

....and the realization that without his people, there was no longer a reason for him to rise again.]


...

[Poland simply lays in his front yard holding the cup of dirt; surrounded by torn open boxes, discarded clothing, and the tipped over pull toy. He can't find the energy to do anything else right now.]