✖ anxiety attack: 010 ✖ Backdated to Monday ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[A. 339 Brady Lane]

[For what has been over a month, the house has been host to a drone. Mika's drone has been quiet and demure, a perfect housewife on top of her nursing duties at the hospital. Thankfully no one is at home when she snaps out of it, as no one is around to hear her screaming in horror as she realizes what's been done to her.

But when everyone gets back, they'll find Mika in a foul mood, having managed to avoid the flowers springing up by simply being too angry to notice.]

[B. Phone]

All right, what the hell have I missed? What day is it and how long have I been a drone?

[C. Streets]

[Mika is in a dark mood as she limps along, on a walk to clear her head from the left-over cottony feel of the droning. Ears flat and hackles up, she hardly seems to have noticed the explosions of color around her...yet.]


((ooc: Mika's plot thread can be found here if anyone wants!))

Comments

[ra_ra_razputin]

[OH MY GOD YOU'RE NOT A CREEPY DRONE ANYMORE]

Oh my god, you're not a creepy drone anymore! I mean, hi Mika!

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[Tired smile, her tail wagging. Hey, at least whatever she's fixing for dinner smells good.]

Hey Raz, how've you been?

[ra_ra_razputin]

I was a monkey for a week or so. That was fun. Not. They did a lot of freaky stuff while you were out, you're lucky you missed it.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

A monkey? Well, that's certainly new.

[ra_ra_razputin]

Yup! I had a tail and fur and everything. The tail was kinda useful, actually. But I got off easy, other people... it was pretty gross, let me put it that way.