Utsuho "Okuu" Reiuji
11 March 2012 @ 12:25 am
7th Protocol--[Action all over the place] ☢  
Boring Stuff of the Introspective Sort )

[ACTIVE STUFF]

[The hell raven was moving fast this time; no lazy, mindless circling today. The heat gathering at her wings flickered into flames now, as if the air around her was catching light. More heat gathered into the octagonal cannon covering most of her arm until the light grew too bright to look at—and then tore free in a fiery beam that seared an ugly scar into the formerly pristine road below.

When Utsuho cast her other arm out, suns appeared at her fingertips—tiny, miniature suns that grew alarmingly and then sped away as if thrown, arcing out across the sky until they burned out the instant her focus went elsewhere. Some fell to the ground like stars and burn out in the grass there or hiss and spit clouds of steam when they sink into the pond; the hell raven wasn’t really paying attention. She wasn’t aiming at the ground for the most part, some small bit of her remaining conscience saying her master might be down there, her best friend, her master’s sister…most of her anger was directed at the sky, but engaging a challenge was not beyond her senses.

For all that could be said of Okuu’s lack of intelligence, there certainly wasn’t much remaining in her eyes now. She was angry, very angry, and wasn’t thinking and didn’t want to think.


It probably won’t be too long before she gets herself droned, but in the meantime.

For today’s forecast there is a chance of angry gods flying overhead. You know, the usual for Mayfield.
]
 
 
Lucrezia Mongfish
11 March 2012 @ 01:18 am
 
ACTION for Klaus )

ACTION for Dexter and Hiccup )

[Later, the phone is picked up, the woman on the other side sounding annoyed, but resigned]

I disappear for nearly a year for everyone else, but for me it was just a night. I suppose I can assume the rest of the town is still standing?

[Her tone is sugary sweet] If someone would be oh so kind as to fill me in one what's been happening the past year or so.
 
 
byakuren hijiri 🦋 聖白蓮
11 March 2012 @ 11:37 am
04 ❀ {{watch the seasons? I wish we could have watched together}}  
I ♡ Action, 335 Brady & surrounding area ♡ Morning
[Ichirin was gone. Byakuren was sure of that, when she picked up the phone to call her dear junior, and she was greeted with the cheerful tone of a drone. At first she passed it off as a minor incident--after all, she'd just returned from being droned, herself. But later, when she spotted "Ichirin" in the street, there was a noticeable lack of Unzan.

And that was when the panic set in. She was gone. She wouldn't be coming back any time in the near future. She still had Murasa, she still had Kyouko, and Mamizou, but...Ichirin. Outside of Shou, she was the one Byakuren trusted the most, and even had secured a place in Byakuren's heart as a little sister figure.

So sometime in the morning, after the nun returned from her walk, she screamed.

It was a sound very unlike her, filled with the despair she never let surface. And at the moment she let it all go, there's a flash of intense purple light; it seeps out of every window of the house, every crack, every pore. Every object within the house gets lifted up, if for a split second, and then dumped on the ground unceremoniously. All that's left at the end of it is a quiet sobbing coming from the house's attic.
]

II ♡ Phone ♡ Noon
[With Ichirin and Seiga both gone, Byakuren finds herself torn between feeling relief and finally being able to breathe, and feeling like a piece of herself is missing, all of the sadness within her holed up when she saw Shou's drone weeks before finally pouring out. After the Incident, she takes up the phone to attempt to deal with her ~*~FEELS~*~ in a more productive manner.] Hello, everyone. This is Hijiri. I think at one point, we've all had someone we care about droned, even if for a short period of time. Coping strategies differ from person to person, but has anyone ever considered a type of memorial for our fallen comrades?

[A pause.] I realize it might seem rather silly, seeing as many return (without their memories, granted), but it might help to ease the pain for some. It could be as loose or as formal as you wish...

Please let me know if any of you are interested.


III ♡ action, park ♡ evening
["Better" was a subjective word, but she knew she felt "better". It didn't stop her from being sad, nothing would for a while, but she no longer felt "awful". She appears happier, at least superficially. And her face holds no signs that she'd been crying earlier.

Wherever you happen to be, most likely outside in a wider space, Byakuren is probably there. She's taken to levitating every object in the vicinity. Doing....something. Lamps, books, mini-tables, everything is up and floating around her in a purple aura. She seems to be studying the way they float? Or perhaps observing something.

Approach y/n?
]
 
 
Ebony Oblivian
11 March 2012 @ 02:07 pm
First Cookie || Nothing Says Home Like Chocolate Chip  
A. [Action: 1487 Kramden Road, morning]

[The bed feels empty. That is his first thought upon waking, before his eyes open. His second thought is, I should make pancakes this morning. He rolls over and reaches out expecting to find his husband Chris or at least some warmth in the bed where he'd been only to find... The edge of the bed? He reaches out for Chris with his tail only to find... Nothing? He can't feel his tail! He sits up and looks behind himself. Nothing there!

Except pajamas.

He squeaks and scrambles out of the bed in this small, strange room. He opens the door and pads out into the living room and the kitchen...]


Where am I?!


B. [Action: High School, throughout the school day]

[There's another new student. At the moment, he's a little reserved, but he has a tupperware full of homemade chocolate chip cookies and he will offer one to anyone who approaches.]


C. [Action: About Town, afternoon]

[Ebony is a little lost trying to find his way home. He still has some cookies left in his tupperware if you would like to go talk to him.]

I think I'm lost.
 
 
Marisa Kirisame
11 March 2012 @ 02:37 pm
18th☆  
[Action - 1125 Taylor]

[Marisa is down in the basement gathering important materials for the spell she was planning that night. The chief thing she was doing? Opening up all the thermometers and barometers to drain the mercury out of them into a flask.

This, of course, means at some point her thoughts drifts from the mindless task to the spell in question, how Patchouli would react if she ever finds out about it, and ends up snapping one of them, cutting herself.]


Ow! Damnit!

[So, bleeding from the nice slice in her hand, fingertips stained with mercury, Marisa comes upstairs to wash and dress the cut.]


[Phone - Filtered to Rin Tohsaka]

Oi. Rin. I want to do it tonight. Sundown. You gonna be ready?
 
 
Vincent
11 March 2012 @ 04:48 pm
2.  
Action for 310 Miller

[Vincent got his hands on some radioluminescent paint (red, to be specific). He's decided to play a rather cruel joke on Heather, but everyone in the house will see this symbol painted on every mirror in the house. He'll be playing innocent in the living room, reading.]

Action at the Church

[Being a priest of an...interesting religion, Vincent decides to pay a visit to the church in town. It's certainly better decorated than the last one he was in, but it lacks the sheer size. A shame, that. He'd had a hand in building it.

He'll be walking around, just quietly observing everything about the church. He seems to be paying specific attention to pieces of art. He also appears to be readily approachable, so feel free to talk to him.]
 
 
Don "Doc" Dogoier
11 March 2012 @ 05:05 pm
 
[action: 436 Peepers Street]

[Don got up as he usually did, and set to his morning routine. Cleaning up. Getting breakfast ready. Things seemed oddly different, but the pirate was on autopilot. He had a job to do and he was getting it done. And now there was an extravagant meal waiting for the rest of the "crew."]

Everyone! Come and get it! Breakfast is ready!

...

UWAH?!

[the blonde scientist recoils back as he suddenly, finally, realizes he isn't where he should be]

[Phone]

Ah... um... [the voice of a young man who sounds fearful and uncertain pops up]

My name is Don Dogoier... I'm not supposed to be here... I know the story, but I need to find out... are there any space pirates around here? I really need to find them if I can...

Also. Um. I suppose I should make some money if I'm going to be stuck here. So, if you need anything built or modified, I'd be willing to help you out...
 
 
Dynamo
11 March 2012 @ 05:43 pm
Mission: 001  
[Action: 1650 Albright]

-It was an odd sensation for him as he slowly woke up. He hadn't recalled going down for stasis, and as he took in his surroundings, he hadn't recalled doing so in some... what was this? He found himself in some bed... and then he found himself unequipped with, well, everything. In fact! When he realized he was stuck in a human body, he screamed. Yup. Screamed.-

[Action: Around town!]

-Dynamo's human frame was oddly tall and lanky, in a failed attempt to replicate his reploid form. He would glare at a drone as they acted in their usual fashion. ... and ignore those that didn't seem to take notice of him. That's right, the guy just outright ignored you. Clearly you're not worth talking to.-
 
 
destroytheblueone
11 March 2012 @ 05:50 pm
Egg Post Mk-VI  
[Action - 309 Miller Street]

Oh, you have to be kidding me! Not again!

[For the past few weeks, in-between jobs, getting threatened by Shadow and dealing with his drone family, Dr. Eggman's been trying his best to convert his house into some awesome (by 1950s-era standards) base. And every morning, his house keeps getting restored to normal. This was getting ridiculous!]

Every morning, the same thing! I'm going to give this house the "extreme makeover" it deserves! MINE! And nothing in this blasted world's going to stop me!

[And once more, the mad scientist sets out to rebuild once more. At least he has his Egg Drones to help.]
 
 
{{鹿目 まどか//☆.. Kaname Madoka
11 March 2012 @ 06:11 pm
☆ → spring flowers  
[ It's spring time! Madoka waited a whole week after the March weather change, to be sure that it wasn't going to snap back to winter. Then she counted up her savings, woke up early on Sunday, and headed out. ]

[ Action ☆ Flower Shop ]
[ Madoka can be found browsing the store in search of seeds, bulbs, and potted flowers she could transfer. She's holding a list of flower types that she feels she could look after reasonably and comparing the names and prices. ] Hm... I've never planted in America before... I hope that the weather will stay this nice. I wonder which flowers will grow best here... Where would I find vegetable seeds, I wonder...?

[ Phone ☆ ]
Um, good afternoon, everyone! I'm sorry to bother you all... I was just thinking that... well, it's spring! The weather is a bit warmer... and the flowers are beginning to bloom. I was thinking that it might be nice to begin planting some flowers... This is usually a good time, I think, since it's not too cold...

We could plant in the gardens outside our houses too, um... vegetable gardens, maybe... so if we can't buy from the stores again then we'd have some of our own food to rely on... It might take a while, but maybe it would be helpful...? I'd like to help out... and gardening, um, is something I'm a little bit good at? Just a little bit...

Th-though, I've actually never planted in Mayfield before... does anyone else like gardening? I wouldn't mind some tips... I really do want to be helpful.
 
 
Gumi
11 March 2012 @ 07:10 pm
01 | this wasn't part of the contract  
[ A | 1335 Benny Road ]

[WELL. of course this is a publicity stunt that was... not mentioned to her beforehand for whatever reason. therefore, Gumi decides to ham it up as much as she can, beginning with emitting a screeching sound somewhere between a scream and a wail.]

THERE'S SO MUCH I HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN TO SEE AND DO-!!

[... should she have waited for the kidnappers to show up? eh, whatever. there were probably hidden cameras in the bedroom.

she hasn't even noticed she's a human now.]


[ B | Outside around town ]

[and then she finally noticed that she's no longer a robot.]

Why am I a human?! Why am I a human?! You can't do this to me! Or is that allowed. Point! I don't wanna be a human! Uwaaaaah!!

[or maybe she thinks this is just another PV setup and she's still hamming it up. ah, well.]
 
 
Kyo Sohma
11 March 2012 @ 08:06 pm
Entry 1: Out of the Basket, Onto the Floor  
[A. 1332 Benny Road | Inside]

[ It felt like a normal Sunday morning, with Kyo getting up and moving about. He didn't notice the bed, his new clothes, or even his room, as he walked out of the door, still waking up.

But he did notice the stairs he walked into as he scratched his head, even if after the fact. A series of loud thumping sounds could be heard throughout the house as Kyo fell at least halfway down the stairs, collapsed in a heap for those in the house to find him in should they investigate the source of the noise. ]

[B. 1332 Benny Road | Outside]

[ Those walking by might notice a ginger-haired boy next to the house, staring up at a second-floor window and then the roof, wearing an irritated face. He might be trying to jump up, attempting to climb the sidings to no avail, or using objects to get up to the top but not enough of them.

Alternatively, he might have lucked out and managed to get up to the roof by the time you see him, taking in the view of the town with hunched shoulders as he sat there, a scowl on his face. ]

[C. (Forward-dated to Monday the 12th) Mayfield High]

[ The scene has many students crowding around a desk during a free period, Kyo Sohma sitting in the middle. ]

Oh my, what daring hair color!

[ This felt really familiar to Kyo, on his first day at Mayfield High. He really didn't want to go. This wasn't any different from usual, even if he wasn't currently cursed, but... ]

Hey Orange, what's your family like?

That's none of your business! Argh... Do you all do this to everyone who's real?! [ ...but he felt disturbed by these 'drones' that he had been told about, and going to an entire school full of them creeped him out. Why was he even talking back to them in the first place? Not even he knew. ]

We just want to get to know you, new guy! Chill out, don't be shy.

[ This was followed by a hand on Kyo's shoulder, which prompted an involuntary grip on the collar of the drone boy as he stood up. ]

Do I look shy to you, you lifeless—

...

[ He released his grip, albeit with a shove, and then briskly walked out of the classroom. ] Whatever, just stay away from me, all of you!

[ Kyo likely won't be watching where he's going at this point beyond trying to find his way out of the school, and certainly won't be paying attention to anyone unless talked to or if he bumps into them, maybe even tripping over them somehow.

Later on in the day, one could find him on the roof of the school, more collected than earlier on, but he might still be aggravated. He's definitely skipping the rest of the school day, or so he thinks. ]
 
 
Hayate Yagami
11 March 2012 @ 09:11 pm
Third Diabolic  
1. [Phone - ABSOLUTELY NO FILTERS]

[There was a saying in the old Riot 6 members: never ever let General Hayate Yagami get bored. As such, she was connecting to the phone lines with a little trolling to be had.]

T-ou-ma-kun~ I just wanted to thank you for the WONDERFUL love-love date we had! I never knew you could be so manly and skilled! After all you supported my body so nicely under those extreme conditions. I hope you're not aching this long after we parted. Gimme a call, okay?

Oh one of my cute kids arrived here yesterday morning. Do you want me to fix you up with her? Or we could go out on another date~

[Yeah, this has bad written all over it.]


2. [Around Town]

[Gossip spread like wildfire amidst the drone women from that unfiltered call. Mrs. Zaraki had a wild affair with the young Touma boy. How scandalous! What a scarlet woman! After the third upturned nose, she winked and sashayed down the road. Oh god this was fun.]
 
 
Equius Zahhak
11 March 2012 @ 09:47 pm
Equius Zahhak ♐ 1 Little Hoofbeast ♐  
[1. Action | Morning | 507 Ricardo | Inside]

[There's a loud crashing sound from inside of the bedroom that Equius now occupies as he falls out of bed and drags his bedside table down with him. He scrambles to his feet and catches sight of his hands, his arms, his clothes...and himself, in the mirror above his dresser. He leans heavily against it, making even more noise, and he stares at his now human self for a good 45 seconds before he jerks away and starts tearing through the drawers and ripping open the window, looking for anything familiar. He's not screaming or anything--not even speaking at all, in fact--but the ruckus he's making is enough to attract the attention of anyone else in the house.]


[2. Phone | Afternoon/Evening | Open to all]

[It takes him a moment to collect himself, unfamiliar with the strange setup of the phone. Some heavy breathing is heard for a moment or two before he actually begins to speak.]

...If anyone here has played SGRUB, you will not hesitate to do me a favor and you will identify yourself immediately. I do not have time to waste trying to acclimate myself to this...unfortunate condition. I must know if the state I am in is...permanent.

[He hesitates again, then clears his throat.]

...That is all.
 
 
calibratedangel
11 March 2012 @ 09:50 pm
Initial Calibrations  
Locked to 462 Stone street.

[Garrus has waken up in what he though were worse conditions before, you don't spend time on Omega 3 as long as he did without at least trying the Ryncol, but something was different. This bed felt different from his bunk on the Normandy, softer. Larger. Also, there was a distinct lack of the collector aesthetic of creepy glowing walls and things trying to kill him. Slowly he crawls out of bed only to fall over at his first attempt to stand up.

His legs, they aren't working right. They felt like they were backwards. Maybe they defeated the collectors and the all got a little bit too drunk partying. Yeah. That's it.

After a few more tries Garrus manages to slowly stumble over to a light, flipping it on to see the full horror at what has happened.]

Oh my. This is... interesting.

[He stumbles out into the living room, cautiously looking around and picking up things, jumping at the littlest noise.

Phone.

[A man with a deep voice picked up the odd contraption and calls out sound both angered and annoyed.]

Shepherd? Joker? Anyone there? This- Ceberus did this, right? You would think they would be rich enough to create more than one species body. Unless Mordin was somehow involved. Either way, I may have to thank them later, maybe give them a gift at high velocity. Multiple times. If I can ever find my guns.
 
 
Sazh Katzroy
11 March 2012 @ 09:58 pm
1st Chocobo • I didn't sign up to be a l'cie for this  
[A. Action • 1130 Taylor Rd • Locked to Bazett and any frequent visitors to the house]

[A soft comfortable bed. This is something Sazh can get used to as his mind slowly begins to return to consciousness. Funny, the last thing he could remember was getting ready to go back to Cocoon and.. Wait. He's in bed and the feeling of fabric against his face is quite real. That must mean..

The whole L'Cie thing was just a dream. He buries himself under the covers a bit, eyes cracking open finally. It was just some crazy dre-- He pauses and bolts upright in bed. This sure as hell isn't his house. And he has never had these pajamas ever before in his life nor has he ever met the people in the photo right on the nightstand next to him. He quickly jumps out of bed, on the alert. ]


Hello? [Awesome. Let whatever brought you into this strange bedroom know you're awake.] Guys? This some fal'cie thing?

[B. Phone • All]

[Have the sound of someone fiddling with the phone. It's not that Sazh hasn't used the phone before. It's just that this whole phone with a cord thing? A little unwieldy.]

I've been hearing this place brings people from all over so I figure that I'd give it a shot. Does anyone here know about fal'cie or anything like that?

[C. Action •  Around Town • All]

[Sazh isn't one to sit around idly, so he's walking around the town. There has to be some way out. Maybe people just haven't found it yet. He's also going to try to pay his friends from home a visit... If he can figure out his directions here. He might very well be asking you for directions.]
 
 
Mordin Solus
11 March 2012 @ 10:31 pm
 
[Action: 1123 Taylor]

[Mordin wakes and immediately has some fairly major questions. Which he asks himself as he moves through the house.]

Mammalian physiology. Slow metabolism. Can barely feel heartbeat. Fascinating.

[He spots the pictures]

False history? Likely indoctrination technique. Less pressing than physiology. No known research into that.


[Action: Streets of Mayfield]

[Mordin is running down the street. Jumping over things. Climbing things. Generally testing his human body.]

Sluggish. Cumbersome. Unnatural. Amazing humans survive combat.


[Action: Edge of town]

[Mordin is now examining the way the town wraps on itself. And still talking.]

Miniturized mass relay? No, no, too seamless. No obvious transition. Fascinating. Exceeds all known technology.
 
 
velesdonnersen
11 March 2012 @ 11:19 pm
The Electric Muse  
PHONE CALL, To Quinn, but not locked.

Quinn? We were talking about making a muse... er... robot. I was wondering, if you're still interested, why don't you come on over to my place at 1126 Taylor Road. We can work in my lab. Expect to spend the first day sitting around drawing ideas and discussing options.

OPEN PHONE CALL TO COMMUNITY:

Quinn and I are thinking of making a, er, "robot." Anyone who wants to join can come on over to my place to consider ideas.
 
 
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Current Location: 1126 Taylor Road