[action; locked to the residents of 766 Bunker]

[Of all the unexpected scenarios--just what is this place?

After Lelouch wakes up, he begins to explore the house. He isn't looking for anything in particular, but he can be found throughout the house in various rooms looking through cupboards or drawers, seemingly at random. Shouldn't he be frightened, or at least panicked? No, the surprise of the situation seems to have more of a numbing effect on Lelouch.

He continues to search the house impassively while collecting his thoughts. At some point, he expects to run into the members of his new "family."]

[phone; later]

My name is Lelouch, and I'm a newcomer. I woke up in Mayfield for the first time today.

Is there anyone who would claim to be a representative of the people here?

My first assumption would be that those of you trapped here have united in some way to oppose your captors. Am I wrong? This prison seems to be rather quiet and somewhat placid, but having just arrived, who am I to say?

I would like to open a dialogue and take anyone's opinion on the current state of affairs in Mayfield. I'll leave this line open. If you want to refute anything being said, then you are welcome to. No person should hold an opinion that he or she is not willing to defend. If that prospect doesn't scare you off, then I would be happy to hear your thoughts.

[A: Action; 915 Bilko Boulevard - morning (locked to housemates)]

[Once you’ve slept enough times in a tattered army tent, with nothing but the cold ground and a marginally annoying leak in the roof just where your head is supposed to lie, you are not used to waking up in comfort. In fact, Maladict had not woken up in comfort for quite some time, so that was the first thing to set alarm bells ringing before she even opened her eyes. The second thing was having a heartbeat. Now that definitely wasn’t normal.

The vampire-who-currently-wasn’t opened her eyes cautiously, taking in her surroundings. Right. Definitely not a tattered army tent. Maybe she was having some kind of Flashside replase? She scrunched up her nose, looking around at the suburban bliss that surrounded her]

“Wow. I didn’t think my own mind hated me this much. Learn something new every day.”

[B:Phone; afternoon (open to all)]

[Maladict sounds confident, despite being in a strange place and never having used a phone before in her life. At least years of being a vampire have given her a great superiority complex. Handy, in situations like this.]

So, as I sit here, staring out at my idyllic little garden, admiring this perfect little life I’ve been given, I wonder exactly which God I really hacked off to deserve this, unless Nuggan isn’t as dead as they say he is. I mean, who thinks this sort of thing is pleasant?

…Well, I’m sure there are people here who do but, hey, if you want to live your life in quiet, moronic bliss, go right ahead. Don’t let me stop you. Don’t forget to water your pansies.

Me? I’m putting on a pair of trousers and finding the nearest exit out of here. I don’t care what anyone says, there’s a way out of everything if you look hard enough.

[C; Action; around Mayfield - afternoon (open to all)]

[And, just like her word, Maladict is wandering around Mayfield in a pair of trousers that look suspiciously like a dress with the middle sewn together, looking for a way out. She looks pretty determined, too.]

[ A - Goldberg Street, Building 849 ! ]
[ This is Naruto, stumbling down the stairs like he just got done being on the receiving end of one of Lee's famous Jet Li Youthful Green Beast of Konoha entrances. He looks fairly beat-up, thoroughly exhausted, and manages to just barely stick his landing by catching the floor with his face. Then he just lays there for a bit, twitching every so often that he's not making a noise somewhere between a groan and calling out for ramen.

He'll tiredly blink up at whomever finds him when he regains consciousness, and say: ]

--Did we win?


[ B - Randomly around Mayfield! ]
[ Greetings, people of Mayfield! On this fine day, whether you like it or not, you may be witness to a rather odd sight -- a blonde teenager with a silly black headband on, aged about fifteen to sixteen, darting around town like he's trying to find something. Or someone. You might also have to blink repeatedly, because there's no way that he's wearing that particular shade of orange in the daylight, and there's no way he's got fox-shaped whisker marks on his face. Those just have to be a tattoo -- and anything he says about being a ninja to whomever will listen?

Oh god, don't believe it. ]


[ C - And again, around Mayfield! ]
[ Having given up -- for the moment! -- on finding his own way out, Naruto is just walking around the streets, trying to get his bearings. At some point, a truancy officer comes up to him and starts trying to get the blonde to come with him, which of course starts and argument. Naruto says things like he doesn't need school, like he's already graduated from the academy, but the office-drone won't hear any of it, and keeps muttering something about kids these days not having any respect for their elders.

That is, he keeps saying it until Naruto grabs a conveniently placed can of paint and dumps it all over the drone. Now, cue chase scene!! ]


[ D - Down, the Neutron Diner! ]
[ After having gotten rid of the truancy officer, Naruto is still making a scene around Mayfield. This time, he's decided to go get something to eat, and lo an behold the first place he finds himself at -- that doesn't rightfully kick him out for being obnoxious -- is the Neutron. He hasn't been kicked out yet, but he's still making a scene. Loudly. ]

Whaddaya mean there's no ramen? What kind of stupid place is this?! Ramen's the best damn -- What? Huh?! No, I don't want a hamburger and ice -- what the heck are freedom fries?!


[ E - Phone ]
[ The line comes alive almost begrudgingly, like it knows the teenager handling it has no idea what he's doing. There's a few moments of silence, and sounds like Naruto's trying to figure out what the heck to do, and then, extremely loudly, he says: ]

HELLO?

[When April wakes up in the bed, she feels a horrible sense of dread. Which only gets worse when she makes her way to a window and looks at the houses along the street.

Dammit dammit dammit, she left! She went home for years, this wasn't fair! And when she notices the lack of her powers, she feels her frustration grow even more.

April is not happy to be back in Mayfield again.]

Action | 918 Bilko Boulevard (Locked to housemates) 

[Morning, guys! The new member of the household can be found down in the kitchen, glaring at a calender, and leaning heavily on her walking stick. There's also the faint sound of her grumbling.]

Goddammit, I hate this place so much...

Phone

So, according to the calender, I've been gone for abooouuuut 3 months, though it's been 3 years for me... Ugh, this is weird, and I'm in a different house too. And this place was 'nice' enough to let me keep my memories, but I don't have any of my powers or stuff anymore... [Silence for a moment, and when she speaks again, her voice sounds hesitant.]

… Nina? Jolt? Quinn? Anyone I knew before still here? [She misses her friends okok.]

_{[Homura doesn't think much of her own birthday other than it being just a date on a calendar, another year older. Up until recently, she didn't have anyone to celebrate it with, and in a place like Mayfield, she's less inclined to want to start celebrating it now, even if she has friends. There's no telling what the town may do, after all. However, the drones at school, despite her never mentioning it, seem to know her birthday is in a little over a week, and keep asking her what her plans are.]}

I was wondering... people have had their birthdays come and go here, and I guess they grow older, but...

_{[A small pause. She's not sure how to (properly) word her question... and she's not sure if she can successfully avoid mentioning her own birthday coming up if asked why she's asking.]}

W-When you return home... if you return home... does it change anything? Are you still the same age when you left? Has... time passed at all? _{[Has she really been here over half a year?]}

|action|

[Dave wakes from what feels like a particularly refreshing nap, the first one he's had in days... which surprises him, because they're usually filled with horrible monsters his sister would describe as eldrish? eelrelish? Some obscure five-dollar word she's always using in her conversations with him. Whatever the case, it's the first indication that he's not where he's supposed to be, which was on a meteor rocketting through the Furthest Ring at nearly the speed of light. The second is the fact that he's actually on a bed, and a comfy one at that, not a pile of disturbingly decapitated plush dragons. Instinctivelly, he reaches out for his shades... but they're nowhere to be found. That's the last straw, he thinks to himself; paradox space has fucked with me for the last time. He hops out of bed and throws open the curtains, flooding the unfamiliar room with light. Pictures of individuals he's never met line the walls, their poses indicating that they've known each other for quite some time.

Maybe one of his friends is around somewhere, one of the smarter ones that seem to be blessed with knowledge a cool kid like him is insultingly denied almost all the time. He makes his way down the hallway - how does he know his way around the house already? - and finds the phone. Somehow he knows what to do; he guesses it could be some more time shenanigans (isn't it always), but in the back of his mind he's pretty sure it's something worse.]

|phone|

Uh, hey. Rose, you out there? John? Jade? Karkat? Terezi? Hell, I'll even take the murder troll and the glowy one whose name I can't remember right now, no offense. Um, what the hell happened? Is this the new session already? It doesn't feel like it. Plus I can't find my circus pjs; don't get me wrong, they were goofy as shit, but I'm starting to miss them. It's like they were my captor and I've got Stockholm Syndrome for them: "Oh man I should make fun of you because you look like shitty cosplay but for some reason I want you all over my body like two people getting their grinds on". Except not that graphic 'cuz doing it with clothes is probably illegal here.

Anyway get back to me. Later.

Action A: 842 Hastings Boulevard; locked to housemates

(Greetings, housemates! You have a new daughter/sister in your home who's understandably worried about her new location and the loss of her powers; unlike typical Mayfield newbies, however, Reimu here has gone and pretty much littered decorated the entire house with paper charms to ward off the evil that brought her here. You just might see her writing up a few more charms or hanging up the finished ones, but she's taking as much of her shrine as she can into this new place.)

Action B: Outside 842 Hastings; Open to all

(With the house now buried protected by charms and seals, Reimu, in an unfortunately gray plaid dress, sits outside her home in a state of meditation and prayer. With her hair bow gone, her long hair flowed with the wind. While she should investigate the area, the lack of her power and even her normal clothes made her feel vulnerable. With her shrine gone (again), the yin-yang orbs missing and the Hakurei border nowhere nearby, Reimu resorted to prayer as her only means of leveling her mind so she could think rationally.

Translation: this is the best time to annoy her and disrupt her with whatever you want. Fellow Touhou girls are more than welcome to taunt greet her and tease comfort her regarding the formerly powerful miko of Hakurei losing everything but her sense of self.)

[A: ( Action / 1487 Kramden Road. Locked to housemates. )

[B: Phone.]

[The chipper voice of a girl comes through to whoever decides to pick up the phone at such an early hour, sounding much too happy and awake right then.]

Waking up in a strange bed in a real house... How did that happen, I wonder? I haven’t fallen asleep or left school in such a long time. There’s definitely something strange going on here. Maybe it’s another mystery!


Buuut, that aside... [The voice chuckles.]

Teiichi-kun, are you there? In fact, can anyone hear me? There must be someone who can out there!

[C: Action / Around town.]

[Yuuko is wandering around town, waving at whoever she passes enthusiastically and generally acting like someone who's been outside in forever. Every drone (or non-droned person, for that matter) that gets within a few feet of her is getting grabbed by either their hands or shoulders and having their personal space invaded.]

Hey, can you see me, too? Can you hear me?

[Phone Call]

Hello, hello this is Emmett Brown. I'd like to offer my most most sincere apologies. Especially to my displaced family for avoiding them during this time of sheer insanity. My mind was put in a temporary hallucination state that I'm not going to get into the details of.

Regardless, now that my state of mind has returned I'd like to ask all of you on this network of circuitry who was all effected by the latest phenomena and how.

[Action;: 1671 Nelson Street]

[Emmett notices the package that has arrived for him in the mail and is at the table. Staring for a moment staring at Emmett Buccaneer]

[A. Action/Voice | 5721 Cunningham]
[After frantically ruffling through the closet to find a new tough guy disguise when he realized that he was no longer in Nevada anymore, he finally emerges from his room. He makes his way downstairs to the phone.]

I can't really call the cops...they'll probably think I fell of the turnip truck or something.

[He ponders what he should do before finally settling on dialing a random, totally pointless, number.]

Look, I know you don't know who I am, and I sure as hell don't know you. But this is a fuckin' emergency. You see I think I've been fuckin' kidnapped or somethin'. You gotta help me!

[B. Action | the Diner]
[After he works up the courage to leave the house he decides to go exploring for a little while to see if he can't figure out where this place is. He realized that he was getting a little hungry, so he decided to stop by the diner.
After a little one-sided argument with the drone manager behind the counter, he managed to find enough change in his jacket for at least a burger. The teen tells him to take a number and go sit down and someone bring it out to him when it's done.]

I don't get these people. They keep giving me headache every time I try and fuckin' talk to 'em.

(( Post forward dated to February 13th/14th ))


A. [Phone, Evening of February 13th]

[Crowley returns home from the bar to find that bouquet of flowers on the mantlepiece still. He steps over and plucks an iris from the vase and sniffs it before any alarm bells have a chance to ring in his mind. His brow furrows. What....? He feels a need to walk over to the phone and pick it up and dial the town.

He takes a hesitant breath before committing demonic suicide.]

Hallo? This is Crowley. I, er... I have a confession to make... Er... Where do I begin? Aziraphale and I have been good friends for a decidedly long time. And I don't know for sure just how long ago this started... Maybe it was when we stopped the apocalypse... Maybe even before then...

But, er... The truth of the matter is... I'm in love with Aziraphale.

[He pauses, as if waiting to be smote by God Himself. Or Lucifer.]

Er... Right.


B. [Action: About Town, throughout the day of February 14th]

[Here is your chance to find Crowley around town! He nibbled on some mint from the bouquet, so he is likely to flirt with you. Be careful though, There might be a jealous Lucifer following behind Crowley.]

[Action, 7139 Brooks]

[Jace is rather confused about the unfamiliar settings. He really had no recollection of this place, even though evidence clearly states he's been here before, even as far as living a life here. Was this Ravnica? It certainly didn't feel much like home to him. He doesn't even recall even Planeswalking here. This begs the question: who or what brought him here? Moreso, it feels like something is missing...]

[Action, around Mayfield | Open]
[Jace is looking around, exploring the town. The architecture was more and more foreign to him, even the technology was above that of Ravnica. He'll occasionally stop and stare at someone for awhile, trying to get a reading on them. Sadly, since the town has taken away his connection to Mana entirely, he's coming up with zero results. Not even zero, he just feels completely unable to, no matter how much he tries. Something is definitely up here. It doesn't take a mind reader to know that there isn't something right with the drones...]

What...

[Action | Park]

[ Ah, a body of water! The perfect thing to meditate by to see if he just needs a little rest. He'll find a nice bench overlooking the pond, and sit there, trying to clear his mind.]

[Phone]

I'm curious, this plane feels different than anywhere I've ever been before. What is it, and why do things feel... weird?

Hey, Mayfield! I'm gonna be running a fortune telling stand in front of my house on 624 Topper Street today, one day only! After answering a few questions, I'll tell you about what lies ahead in your future, including your love life just in time for Valentine's day, for just a small fee! I'm pretty good, so you'd better be there. It's definitely worth it.

[After the call ends, Erika exits her house and takes a seat behind a table she's set up. It's covered in a violet cloth and strewn with glitter, save for a single stack of notecards she's placed in one of the corners. A sign hanging from the front reads "Semi-accurate for .50¢, nearly flawless accuracy for $1!" She begins explaining to a passerby that happened to stop at the table.]

Yeah, so your reading may not be accurate unless you pay the full price. [...] No, there's no money back guarantee. What do you take me for? This is a fortune telling service, remember?

[ooc: So Erika's basically intent on destroying your character's 4th wall (or at least partially, depending on how much you're willing to pay). She won't outright tell anyone that they're from a manga/anime/light novel/game/etc., but she'll describe events from their future if she happens to know them (or just tell your male protagonist to hook up with his really hot BFF that totally has the hots for him). If your character is from a canon she doesn't know, from a very recent point in their canon, or I don't have permission to 4th wall them, she'll make something up (and it'll likely be obvious). She probably won't tell the whole truth unless you pay full price anyway (by the way, $1 in the 1950s is equal to a little over $8)!

Before replying, please be sure to post here if you haven't done so already. However, seeing as this post is a little different from Erika's usual knowledge, please elaborate in your character's tag/comment in this post on what is acceptable/unacceptable for her to mention, though she'll still keep your character's fictionality under cover. Just stick it in the title or an OOC comment and we're good to go! Sorry for the confusion, and thanks for the cooperation, guys. ♥]

<sub>[action; 7134 Brooks]

[Serah almost thinks she's still dreaming at first, lost within her crystal slumber. It's the only explanation she can think of, after all, for why she's here. It's when she accidentally stubs a toe by walking into a dresser, though, that she realizes this is reality.

Her brand is missing, too.

Just where was she?]

[phone; sometime later]

[Serah doesn't have the highest hopes of getting a positive response, but...]</sub>

Would anyone happen to have met someone named Lightning... or Snow?

[action: 1446 Mitchell Road

He's not used to waking up in beds - proper, normal-people beds - any more.

So when he does, for the first time in a while, and not in an Arkham-issue uniform on an Arkham-issued bed, and without his hat, he sits up, and looks around wildly. Checking for the signs of his often too-vivid lucid dreaming; odd little motifs that he's gotten used to seeing.

He sees none of these things, and after some inspection is forced to conclude that this is not, in fact, a dream. He's not dismayed about the fact he's out of Arkham, but he does want his hat.

He gets out of bed, rubbing his eyes, and starts poking around the house; and when he notices the happy family photos he frowns, and shakes his head, and turns away - muttering about strange dreams and Red Kings.

He'll probably bump into his 'family' members soon enough. ]

[ phone: later on ]

Oh, goodness. I have the strangest feeling....

Er, good afternoon. My name is Jervis Tetch, and I've just woken up here...again. [ He vaguely remembers spending some time here. He's not drinking the milk here ever again. ]

I...believe I spent some time here, before. Are any of my colleagues still here, by any chance?

[It seems Crowe has received a delivery of irises today. Strange, he thinks, that there's no name attached. They smell nice, but almost too overwhelming. Well, whatever. Into a vase in the kitchen they go. He had a phone call to make anyway. He had one matter to address, but not it seemed like he had something else to get off his chest.]

[Phone call filtered from drones/NPCs:]

A-Ah. Hello. I wanted to call and tell someone thanks, though I don't know who you are. There was a doctor at the hospital during the, ah, last ordeal going on. I ran in there when a-all my old wounds reopened, and he did his best to help me. I-I wanted to thank you for trying your best.

Um. Also.

[There's an awkward pause.]

I-I just. Need to say. That. Um. Silence. I-If you're listening. I. I love you. A-And I don't care if the whole town hears it. They should hear it. I-I don't care. I just think that.. I. I only hope you feel the same way. Um. S-Sorry-- [CLICK.]

[Don't mind Crowe, not!family and visitors, as he hides in his room for awhile wanting to die of embarrassment.]

[ All Around Town | Afternoon ]

[Why, hello there. Kid looks very sharply dressed today, doesn't he? He's even got a jacket and a hat on don't mind it covers the stripes ok. It's better not to ask. And don't pay any mind to the fact that he's constantly adjusting it. He's even got a flower on his lapel. On both sides.]

[Anyway, he seems strangely cheerful. And who goes to school, anyway? School is for people who aren't searching for love, and that is clearly what Kid is doing, and that clearly takes priority. He's approaching just about anybody in an unusually overly-friendly manner.]

Hello there! Beautiful weather today, isn't it nice? And these flowers are lovely!

[ooc: Kid is under the influence of mint and he is going to flirt his little brains out. I may do a poor job of acting this out, so apologies in advance! Also, forward-dated to February 13th =) Monday is my big class day so I won't be around to put up a post during the day.]

 [(A) Prose/Action - 630 Topper - Locked to residents]

Perhaps most others would have given more reaction to waking up in a location and wardrobe entirely different from the one they 'slept' in, but Astral for his part seems to simply be staring at everything. He opens his eyes and immediately makes note of the fact that he's in a bed- like the one Yuuma has in the room below the attic (but never uses), though more... 

Simple? Standard? Basic?

Immediately after realizing he's in a bed, he comes to another conclusion.

He's solid. And sitting up, the fact that he's wearing clothes is put to the back of his mind as he inspects this new 'solidness', tapping his hand on the bedside table, on the bed, making the bed (it's supposed to be made right?), marveling at the fact that he can make a bed...

But as he walks out of the room and into the hall he looks around, confused.

"...Where is Yuuma..?"

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[(B) Prose/Action - Elementary School Halls]

Alright, so this is school, the thing he is meant to attend for five days of each week here. Okay then.

It doesn't look at all like Yuuma's school, but then again nothing in 'Mayfield' has looked at all similar to 'Heartland' thus far. As it is, he's at the lockers right now, and organizing things neatly inside before looking at one of the books with a somewhat blank stare.

"...'America'?" Oh. Um.

He's never heard of 'America'..!

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[(C) Voice - Phone]

...Hello? Is this working?

This is my first experience using a 'phone' for myself... So I'm not entirely certain. I would like to ask if there is anyone who would happen to have additional information on what this 'Mayfield' place is, and how I came to be here. It is... More than confusing, as I was not aware that anyone other than Kaito or Yuuma and his friends knew of my existence.

[Well, at least he's calm about it...]

Forward dated to the 13th/14th

Locked to Karkat Vantas

[Sollux was taking a walk today, a rose in his hand. He found it this morning and decided that he was going to give it to Aradia. Girls like flowers, right? That was a thing that they liked?

He idly smells it as he turns a corner and notices Karkat. He blinks a few times, suddenly feeling flustered. Who was he bringing this rose to again? Karkat, right? Well obviously Karkat, who else would he bring it to?

He smiles, cheeks flushed, and walks over to him.]

H-hey KK, I saw this rose and thought that you would like it.


Action; Around Mayfield. Open to all.

[After that escapade with a certain nubby horned troll, Sollux had a little whiff of mint. So if you happen to be walking by and he notices you, you are now a target. He wants a kiss from you and he will pull out all the stops until he gets one.

Cue the double pistols and two winks.]

Olney's Tavern: Day 1 & 2 of Event

[The tavern is decorated with carnations of every color, and no matter how many times someone tries to toss them, they always reappear. Greed grins as he pours drinks for all the customers.]

[If he's never met you he has a question.]

Where're you from, I feel like I should know you.

[If he has met you, he'll saunter over, you're preferred drink in hand. And rather than leaving it and going back behind the counter, he takes a seat next to you.]

I just realized something. I think of you as family. Y'know what I mean?