轟八千代
09 February 2012 @ 01:37 am
Dining 2  
 [Action a; 7137 Brooks Lane; locked to family]
[She's got her katana back! Yachiyo is happily expecting it, checking if it's still as sharp as she's always kept it. ]

Ah, I feel closer to home again.

[ Now that's just going to make her miss home more. ]

I wonder what Kyouko-san is doing...

[Phone]
Ah, hello everyone. I got my katana back! But I don't have any tools to sharpen it with, once it grows dull. Does anyone know where I could get hold of sharpening tools? You have to keep your blade in perfect condition, don't you agree?

[Action b; Whatever restaurant Yachiyo works at]
[ Look who's being chipper and happy as she takes orders today? Yes, Yachiyo, that's who, mhm. And if you're there, you'll probably notice why, because there's a katana strapped to her hip. From time to time she stops to touch it, as a double-triple-and-so-on-check, to make sure it's still there.

Hey look, sword-babe's coming to get your order. ]


Hello Sir/Miss, would you like to order?
 
 
Code:Emperor
09 February 2012 @ 02:09 am
炎その7  
 [Action A; 1767 Beaver Street; locked to family members]
[ Can you be happy about losing a body part? Up until now, Emperor hadn't thought you could, but he is now proven wrong. Having become normal again after the operation, he got a package today. However the package this time around, is completely empty, save for a card, reading one single word;

Rei.

And when he picks the card up to read it, it only takes a moment and his arm is starting to slowly vanish into small particles. You can see it very clearly, and anyone who might see it would probably not find it normal that he's so calm about it.

The card falls to the floor, as his arm is completely gone.

Oh yeah, he feels good now, and it's showing on his face. ]


Fuck yeah.

[Phone; Open to all, but meant for Marvelous and Sideswipe ]
Hey wobbly-feet! And hallucinating brat! You sane yet?

[Action B; the park]
[There's a very pleased one-armed child in the park. He sits comfortably on a bench, legs propped up there as well, taking up all of it. He has his right arm slung over the back of it and, well... there is no left arm. ]
 
 
elevatoravatar
09 February 2012 @ 06:40 am
The Fool of Animals  
[Phone]

I know some sort of ordeal has just passed, and while I know not what it was as I was.... Trying to commune with my master in the realm of the subconscious, I know it has sapped the spirits of many. While there is little I can do to this I can offer two things. First is for any of you who are not of human design, but have a more animalistic nature, I will be in the park, with a boon to grant. For all others, if you can find something for me, something that represents despair, I will endeavor to do what I can to remove it from your world and grant a small reward.

Figuring out how Erebus drives humanity is something I still need aid with.

[Action: Park]

((OOC: Professor Doof, may thread jack anything going on here))

[Liz is out in the park, she has next to her a pile of hats and she's putting them on random animals and singing a song. If you are a human, the song is kind of creepy and weird, if an animal, its strangely soothing. Either way animals are getting hats. If you walk up she'll wave cheerfully and stop her song for a moment.]

[Action: Make out Point]

[Liz has put a few more hats on animals, but is now watching the clouds and the moon as it rises, she's done officially dealing with quest related things but will happily listen to them. She does seem a bit bothered as she stares off into the sky though.]
 
 
Italy Romana | Chiara Vargas
09 February 2012 @ 10:14 am
Uno ๑ Action  
 A: Action; 750 Partridge Drive - Morning

[When Romana gets up she's expecting just another day. Another day with the drones of Wy and Seborga staring at her blankly, acting nothing like their usual selves, of tripping over the menagerie of animals Australia's acquired, of trying to live some kind strange half life. She's been away from home for so long, more than a year and she misses it. Misses her sister, misses her people, misses hearing her language spoken all around her, drinking good coffee she hasn't made herself and trying new pastries from the bakery down the road. She even misses paperwork, and screaming meetings that go nowhere. She misses home.

The day starts to turn to the different as she goes down stairs. On whim she checks the front door, blinking in surprise at the small pile of parcels. That's right,  it's been months since this place had given her anything from home and slowly she checks the labels, only picking up a package when she knows it's hers.

The first is an
outfit, small and delicate, clearly old but still looked after. Her first court dress, that Spain got especially for her to be introduced to royals and nobles. Dress, corset, stockings, shoes and the few jewels she had and even her hair ribbons, they're all there. And so a lump begins to build in Romana's throat, even as she moves on. A bible, the one she got in the 16th century. A fencing sword, a fine polished silver with small red gems, the one Spain got for her when Romana demanded to be taught to fight. They're all Spain's gifts and suddenly Romana can't help it she can feel the tears start to come. She misses her so much, almost as much as she misses Venezia.

It's with tears that she pries open the last parcel, a large wooden box, wondering what last heartbreaking gift she'll get. She doesn't see the airholes, doesn't hear the scratch of claws on wood so when the wolf leaps out of the open box she's taken completely by surprise, falling backwards. And then she has a lapful of wolf and she's crying happy tears, recognising her gift straight away. Lupa licks her cheeks and Romana can't help it she clings to the animal, feeling more and more like the little girl she once more now that she has her first protector.

If anyone was to walk past or come out of the house they'd spot her easily, laughing and crying and clinging to a small female
wolf, whose squirming against her, trying to find what's wrong. It all probably looks like an attack though, from the wrong view]

B: Action; The Butcher Shop - Afternoon

[Having calmed down eventually Romana did go on with her day. First thing was first though. She had to get something for Lupa to eat, and so it's easy to find her at the butchers, buying a ton of raw meat. Lupa sits outside, patiently waiting for her mistress though watching everyone carefully.]
 
 
Gohan
09 February 2012 @ 01:11 pm
Power Level: 2  
[Action A: 437 Stone]

[It had been a while since Gohan actually arrived in Mayfield, and he seemed to have settled into a routine. He was up early every morning training in the front yard of his new home, usually for at least an hour, then it was inside for breakfast and to get dressed for school. He's always polite to the people who are up around early in the morning, and is willing to stop what he's doing to talk with them.]

[Action B: School, at lunch]

[Placing his tray down at a lunch table, Gohan just sighs a little bit.]

Man, I can't believe how archaic some of these classes are. I mean, its like they've never even heard of capsule technology here...

[His annoyance is soon forgotten as he starts on the tasteless school lunch.]

[Action C: The park, after school]

[The last thing that Gohan does after he finishes up his day at school is spend another hour at the park. He's made it known around school that he's willing to spar and teach people some basic fighting, at the park after classes, but if there's no takers, he'll just work out alone.]
 
 
Ronald Bilius Weasley
09 February 2012 @ 02:44 pm
001 ♞ action/phone  
[Action: 306 Miller Street]
[The past year and a half or so had gotten Ron Weasley plenty used to waking up in odd places. From waking up in a tent after half bleeding to death to some cart in a muggle subway in one of his recent missions. But never had he expected this. There was only one female he was used to getting any form of kisses from, even if they were rare and tied with embarrassed newness. So being awoken in a bed, by some lady, with her lips pressed to his cheek was enough to wake him up.]

[First instinct was to scramble for the wand that was no longer on him, or anywhere he searched. Panic arising in his body, he tried remembering all the things that happened in the last year, including his minimal auror training. Tongue rolling over his lips, his way through the house caught sight of the telephone. Older than he remembered the ones his dad showed him, but a telly, nonetheless.]

[No wand? He was screwed. Double screwed with no owl. Someone was doing something fishy. Maybe he could at least call that 'operator' person Hermione had explained about ages ago and get where he was at... Running hands over his jeans warily he made his way for it.]


Phone
Got it--Now how do I--Mad these muggles, are. [Sound of shifting before a clicking sound as he tries to figure something out.] That should do it--

Oy. Hello? There an opurater person on this thing? Seem to have lost my wa--gotten lost. Dunno how, lot in my team are awful jokers. Any idea where I am?--[A beat.] 'ello?

[On his end he scowled, frowning slightly.] Maybe Harry and Hermione have it wrong and I should've yelled.

[He waits a minute longer while the panic once more begins to swell up in him.]
 
 
Mesousua
09 February 2012 @ 06:35 pm
The Fifth Bunny: An Apology, Earlier this morning.  
[Mesousa was feeling really really bad about what he did while under the influence of the crazy drug. It took a few days, but he finally managed to trick the drones in his house outside long enough for him to use the kitchen so that he could make up for it.]

A - Around Town

Mesousa can be seen wandering around the streets of Mayfield, struggling to pull a red wagon filled with Tupperware containers. Inside the containers are two rice balls an a number of Rabbit Apples. Mesousa's paws are bandaged up.

B - 1649 Albright Lane, 311 Miller St, 312 Miller, 945 Buelah St, 950 Buelah, or 773 Bunker (Please specify where!)

There is a small white rabbit who is struggling to poke at your doorbell with a stick that he seems to be having trouble holding onto. Behind him is a wagon full of Tupperware containers with food in them.
 
 
Princess/Senator Leia Organa
09 February 2012 @ 06:39 pm
Plan One: What planet is this even?  
[Leia wakes up in a strange bed in a strange looking room. Not the best start to her day. Sneaking out of the room and grabbing some clothes she quickly dresses herself and grabs the nearest thing that looks weapon like. In this case a knife.

A. Housemates: There is a freaked out Princess looking over the house. Trying to figure out where she is and why everything looks so strange.

B. Well she's able to get outside. Are you walking by? There's a woman waving you over.]

Excuse me, but could you tell me what planet this is? 
 
 
Joshua Graham | The Burned Man
09 February 2012 @ 07:39 pm
Prayer One:  
[Waking up the first thing he notices is the pain. Or rather the absence of pain. Getting out of the bed he looks around. It looks like a pre-war house. One untouched by the war and the passage of time. That, while nearly impossible is not as bad as his own lack of burns.

After discovering the drone wife and children he nods politely and takes the phone she offers when he asks about getting in touch with people. Hey Mayfield. Have a new voice.]


A working phone? Now that is peculiar.

Hello? I'm not sure who I'm talking to but the strange woman in the house said I could contact other people with this. If there is anyone there, I'd be most appreciative of some information of where this place is and how I was brought here.

If this were Ceaser's doing, I'd be dead, not merely relocated. So I am forced to assume that the someone else is behind this. In which case, on the off chance you are listening... Getting past the Dead Horses is not something easily done. If you hurt any of them or Daniel and the Sorrows, in getting to me, I will not be pleased. That is all I have to say about that. 

[A. Later on that day. There is a man in the gunshop examining the wares. He doesn't seem pleased.]

Is this all you have?

[B. The Church: Well he managed to locate an actual Pre-war Church. He's inside looking around curiously. If he see's anyone standing in the Church he'll go up to them.]

Excuse me. Might I have a word?
 
 
Her Imperious Condescension
09 February 2012 @ 08:09 pm
001 ♓ Her Imperious Condescension: Wake  
[Action; 724 Anderson Lane]

[Condesce wakes with a hell of a lot of cramps in almost every joint in her body, so much so that she doesn't even sit up right away. Instead, she rests her claws over her eyes with an agitated growl. There's a silent pause as she pulls them back to observe a substance that she had pulled from the surface of her hair.

...was that flour?]


...Rupert!


[Action; Streets of Mayfield]

[Condesce appears mostly back to normal health, save for a nasty scar around her neck, mostly healed though still displaying that rich tyrian hue from where Signless had attacked her. She doesn't seem to interested in speaking to anyone, but she's not letting anyone walk past her without staring them dead in the eyes first.]


[Phone]

I believe a Karkat Vantas was looking to speak to me?

["Speak".]
 
 
Miakis
09 February 2012 @ 08:48 pm
36 ★ the squee heard round mayfield  
[PHONE; unfiltered; morning]

Oh boy, would you look at that, I got droned again~... [Miakis stifles a yawn; she sounds almost bored.] So, what'd I miss this time?

Nice of them to give me a welcome back present, though! Almost makes up for the lost time. Mayfield: the town that keeps on giv--

[She cuts herself off sharply as she discovers what it is that's been returned to her. For a moment, she's silent, but soon enough she lets out a very loud, very high-pitched squeal. You might want to cover your ears.

Someone got a nice regain for her trouble.]


[ACTION; around town; ALL DAY LONG]

[That regain she was making noise about earlier? Was one of these adorable things. ISN'T HE PRECIOUS? Miakis certainly thinks so!

You'll find her riding it around town and looking like she is having the time of her life. Because she totally is. And every now and then, she'll stop and dismount, only to smother the lizard in pats and cuddles and lots of love.]


Who's the cutest wittle dwaggie horsie there ever was? Is it you? [YUP BABY TALK AND EVERYTHING she is totally cooing] It's you! You're such a good boy! Yes you are~ Yes you are~
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