[phone; 10:00 AM]

[What a nice, bright, beautiful day in Mayfield. I mean, who could ask for such an ideal spot to appear out of nowhere? Even though the bed isn't recognized, Gilgamesh gives no fucks. Instead he'll be hopping up right out of the bed and walking outside. Except, wait... just where is he anyways? The last thing he remembered was the war ending, and now he's here? Oh well, no reason to fret. He'll just get himself a good glass of-

...Wait.

Wait...

Woah what the fuck.

WHY ISN'T THE AIR BEHIND HIM DISTORTING?! WHY IS THERE NO GOLDEN GLOW?!

No. Fuck this man. Game over, game over.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, can't access his treasury or fetch his wine made by Gods.

Rage mode? Activated. During his ranting, raving and overall stomping around his house in Mayfield he'll end up knocking the phone right off the receiver to let the entirety of the town hear his wondrous butthurt state.]

Who dared to steal the King's treasures?! Speak up now and I might just let you live, mongrel. [It's to be noted here he's yelling at his drone son who is practically terrified.] Who dared to lay their filthy hands on my things?!

[action; john doe park - 4:00 PM]

[After procuring a wine glass and some wine, given what he's forced to deal with, you can find the ex-goldie laying down on one of the park benches. His irritation knows no bounds and he's taking very reluctant sips from the glass. His red eyes are staring up at the sky and he's trying to take everything in. Feel free to bug him, splash his wine on him, or for people who know him use this opportunity to get sweet, sweet revenge on him.]

[ACTION: 625 Topper Street]

[It's a beautiful spring day in Mayfield, and a piercing scream like a thousand banshees dying fills the air of Topper Street and at least five of the surrounding roads.

Frances Fulbright has woken up in a strange bed--again-- and she is not at all happy about it.]

[PHONE]

Well, looks like I'm back in this stupid place again. I don't suppose any of ya idiots even remember who I am. [she thinks she's been gone for like. a month. it's more like a year and a half.]

[ Action: 913 Bilko Boulevard. Morning. ]

[ There was another one of those packages waiting for her, and after her telepathy and her library had been returned to her, she wasn't sure as to what was in this one. However, as eager as she was to get to know what was in this one, she couldn't help but feel the hesitation forming in her stomach. Regardless, she takes the box into the kitchen and opens it slowly to find...

Nothing! Absolutely nothing!

However, suspiciously, things start to float up from the countertops and around the room.

Guess who got their telekinesis back, Mayfield? ]

[ Action: Mayfield High. ]

[ Okay, so dealing with her telekinesis being back wasn't an easy task. In fact, she's trying to mentally tell things to go down so that she doesn't attract attention to herself. Mentally, she's cursing her luck for being this bad as well as cursing the fact that she doesn't have too much control over it in the first place. ]

Dammit, will you go down already? [ She says to a book that's harmlessly floating in the air as if that would help matters any.

Though, as soon as a break rolls around, Diana excuses herself to go into an unused classroom to start attempting to control her powers. Though, that's obviously easier said than done... ]

[ Action: Makeout Point. ]

[ Since it seems like it's the most deserted place in Mayfield, Diana decides to try to do more practice with her telekinesis since she doesn't want it to go out of control like it has been. She moves a few stones to hit at a couple of trees, as well as a few sticks. Her hands are out in front of her and she's concentrating quite a bit to move these objects over. Perhaps you could help her or just observe her work. ]

[ Phone | Filtered from Drones. ]

Hello, Mayfield. If I may be so bold to ask... Theoretically, would anyone be skilled in dealing with psychic powers, specifically telepathy and telekinesis?

Before you ask as to why, I'm just conducting a survey of sorts.

A

[ action -- 850 Goldberg Street ]

[ Everything about this morning screams 'WRONG'. This is the first thought that Scott Summers' mind can assess. Unfamiliar setting, unfamiliar clothes, Jean missing... And no mutation. No glasses, no mutation.

He rolls out of the strange bed silently, mind working frantically. Silence remains as Scott makes his way through the house, searching out anyone or anything familiar.]

[It's when worst comes to worse that he finally decides to call out.] Professor?

Jean?

Storm?

[Nothing.]

Dammit.]

B

[ later -- phone ]

I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I would appreciate some answers. And fast.

C

[ Around Town ]

[The best thing for him to do now is take in his surrounding, figure out just where he's wound up. It's the smartest thing to do at the moment.

So he's walking, keeping on alert for anything around him, while keeping himself in check. For all he knows, his mutation could come back at any moment.]

Outside 772 Bunker Street | Action for housemates or anyone passing by:

[Shirley takes a few packages out of the mailbox. The first one she opens eagerly, only to have a large glove immediately punch her square in the face.]

Ow!

[Indignantly, she rubs the shiner it gave her, before moving onto the next package... which is buzzing. Shirley stares at it and then promptly decides not to open it, opting for the third.

It looks different from the other two. Is this one of those mythical 'things from home'? There's only way to find out...]

Phone | Unfiltered:

Uh, hey! It's Shirley again. I have kind of a weird question. Two weird questions!

What's the strangest thing you've ever gotten back in the mail?

And, um. How long can you keep bees holed up in a box before they get out? Can you toss them in a lake or something? Just wondering.

Thanks for the help!

[Action A: 7135 Brooks, Backdated to the 10th]

[Tsukasa Kadoya had had a...decent run on pranking, and when he woke up the next morning, he was greeted with a couple of things that had been delivered to his house. The first of these things the spring loaded boxing glove, which he deftly dodges. The second, unfortunately...is a box full of bees and honey. After a few moments, he will be able to successfully shoe the bees out of an open door, but not before being stung like nobody's business. He almost doesn't open the third...but curiosity gets him, and he opens it, and gingerly removes his DecaDriver. He looks slightly pensive as he takes it and goes out to his garage to develop some pictures.]

[Action B: Afternoon, early evening, around Mayfield.]

[Tsukasa Kadoya is, as usual, around the town taking photos of everything and everyone. He seems a little deeper in thought than normal, however, and not bantering as much as he usually is.]

[Action C: 1671 Nelson, evening, locked to Olivier]

[There will be a knock on Olivier's door at some time in the evening, and a rather pensive Tsukasa will be at her door.]

Oi! Olivier, I've got something to show you.

[ action ♥ high school ]
[ After blowing up a few things in her house, Satou has confirmed for herself that yes. Some of her magical abilities have returned. Unfortunately, she's still trying to sort out just which abilities have been returned. During class, Satou is actually distracted. For the first time in months, she is not attentively following along with her lessons. Instead, Satou closes her eyes to concentrate and then scribbles the results on a sheet of paper. She doesn't respond immediately when classes end, choosing to let the school clear out so she can avoid running into the drones of her friends. ]

... This is stupid. [ She looks down at the slip of paper, which mostly tells her what she can't do yet. Then bangs her head productively on the desk. ] Maybe I'll just study. Obviously this isn't working out.

[ action ♥ park ]
[ After cheering herself up and curing her depression, Satou decides to spend the rest of the afternoon and evening in the park. She has set out a couple empty cans and can be caught blowing them up, shooting them with magic sparks, and kicking them with enhanced kicks for most of the night. If one hits you then she's really sorry about that! ]

[ phone ♥ ]
So I guess I've figured out what came in my package! It's pretty useful, but I still don't have everything I need to use it at full power... So I was wondering! Does anyone have any weapons? Or um~. Know anything about that science-y stuff? If you could let me know then I'd be eternally grateful?

[ phone ♥ filtered to anyone who offered to teach her things ]
Hello~! This is Satou~! Do you have a minute? I have a question about something!

837 Hastings; morning

(Well well well, Dante woke up in a place he's entirely unfamiliar with...and based on the pictures around the house, he's apparently married? Must've gotten drunk in Vegas again...

Though he did find it surprising that he was without any of his belongings or even his powers...)

Heh...I guess this is what getting a divorce is like.

Greased Lightning Garage

(Dante's not letting something like being robbed of all of his powers get his ego down. The only thing actually getting him down is the crappy clothing selection. As such, he's showing up to work shirtless. One of the weird drone people told him that he apparently worked there, so once he arrives, he's just going to look at those ancient looking cars and scoff.)

You gotta be shitting me. It's one thing to make me entirely human, but this is the crap they want me to drive? This is crap...

Outside 837 Hastings; open to all

Not like I can't have fun with this place while I'm here, right? It'd be a crime not to!

(Says the guy who's standing on the roof of his house with an electric guitar in his hands. Anyone passing by or trying to sleep will hear some of the sickest riffs you've never heard of before. He's also managing to twirl that guitar around him as if it were a toy, all while still continuing to flawlessly play amazing guitar solos. Yeah, this guy is boss.)

phone

(And to top off an exciting day, he's going to order what he loves most...)

Let me get a large pizza with pepperoni, extra cheese, sausage, pineapples, bacon, onions, garlic and jalapeno peppers, but no olives. Absolutely no olives; I will not be happy if I find a single olive on my pizza, got it?

A: Morning @ 773 Bunker Street

Yo! You gonna want these drivin' lessons or not!

[Varon only offers once so anyone in the house that wants them better take it or he'll change his mind and not offer it again.]

B: Mayfield High

[It's pretty much the usual scene. He's trying to avoid fights this time with the Drone Boys that stayed in their little gangs. He's not in the mood to mess with them this time. He's already missed a lot of school from a nasty bout of the flu. His ribs are still hurting from his previous fights but doesn't show it.]

C: Mayfield Hardware

[Varon is already behind on his project since his illness and he's still feeling the lingering fingers of that fever. He was never this sick before. He coughs but moves on. It wasn't anything dire, just annoying at best.

He picks out a toolbox, more tools and a cutting torch. His other tools were starting to show signs of wear and some were broken already from the use. He drops them on the counter to pay for the hardware.]

Make it quick.

Right away, Mr. Ushiromiya.

[Varon rolls his eyes. He can never get used to that weird last name as the cashier rings up the order. After the order is rang up, two men came to give Varon a hand in putting the items in the car. At least service hasn't suffered like it did in his time. He slipped a five bill to each of them and nods them away.]