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mayfield_rpg2012-01-16 11:18 pm
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First Phase of the Moon
[ Action 1 | 845 Goldberg Street ]
[Woken up by the loud alarm, at first glance Saïx has no idea where he is.
At second glance, he has even less idea. A normal bed, in a normal-seeming house, and certainly nowhere he's been before.
Saïx stands, intending to find the answers to two questions - one, where is he? And two, what is that sound? He's stopped by a strange feeling - at once familiar and completely unfamiliar. His hand goes to his chest, feeling something there that he's searched for for ages.]
What...?
[ Phone call ]
[Some time later, after Saïx has gotten his bearings. His voice is cool and collected, if somewhat curt.]
Any information on the changes this place enacts upon us would be appreciated.
[ Action 2 | Library ]
[Saïx can be found in the closest thing the library has to a section for medical and psychological books, an expression of irritation painting his features as he picks up book after book and finds absolutely nothing useful.]
Shaving? Who would need a book on that?
[Woken up by the loud alarm, at first glance Saïx has no idea where he is.
At second glance, he has even less idea. A normal bed, in a normal-seeming house, and certainly nowhere he's been before.
Saïx stands, intending to find the answers to two questions - one, where is he? And two, what is that sound? He's stopped by a strange feeling - at once familiar and completely unfamiliar. His hand goes to his chest, feeling something there that he's searched for for ages.]
What...?
[ Phone call ]
[Some time later, after Saïx has gotten his bearings. His voice is cool and collected, if somewhat curt.]
Any information on the changes this place enacts upon us would be appreciated.
[ Action 2 | Library ]
[Saïx can be found in the closest thing the library has to a section for medical and psychological books, an expression of irritation painting his features as he picks up book after book and finds absolutely nothing useful.]
Shaving? Who would need a book on that?
[phone]
[phone]
However, it isn't permanent, each time this town throws one of it's homicidal hissy fits, we all get something back.
[phone]
[He doesn't sound too pleased, actually.]
What if we have been given things? Can they be taken away?
[phone]
Anyways, the stuff the town gives us isn't usually taken away.
[phone]
Hmm. I suppose that as long as they don't take anything away, there is nothing to worry about.
[phone]
Oh. Wait..there is sort of a way to control it, but very few people do it because they make you give up somethin' random in exchange. Up to and including memories, limbs, senses, that sort of thing.
[phone]
There isn't anything in particular that I want back enough to give something up for it. Rather, they've given me something that I was searching for.
[phone]
[phone]
[phone] - congrats you have broken his brain
Wait! Were you a vampire or somethin'?!
[phone] - I shall consider it a victory?
Here, it seems I'm only a human.
[phone] I would
Er, I'm gonna have to burst your bubble on that one then...you'll regain what you were. Sorry dude.
[phone] \o/
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