Sophie Lhant
17 April 2012 @ 12:53 am
first blossom ✽  
[Action; 728 Anderson

With all the traveling Sophie has been doing with Asbel and the others, it doesn't dawn on Sophie at first that something is different. She realizes soon enough, though, that she's dressed differently than she remembers, and that her equipment is gone, as well as the general feeling of something... feeling off about herself.

First thing, first, she should look for everyone else, especially Asbel. Still clad in the pajamas she woke up in, Sophie checks around the house for a certain white-clad swordsman.]


Cheria? Asbel...? ...Where did everyone go?

[Action; downtown Mayfield

Sometime later (and presumably after getting dressed), Sophie can be found wandering through town, still on the lookout for her friends. She has trouble reading signs, having not fully learned to read yet, but one thing attracts her attention after awhile- the flower shop. Even if she can't really read the sign, she at least can see the flowers.

... So she'll wander inside to take a look.]
 
 
Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun
17 April 2012 @ 01:44 am
Awakening! Wait, This Isn't My Bed!  
A: 1489 Kramden - Morning

[This isn't the first time Amelia's woken up in a bed that's not her own. However, it made some sense the last time - she'd been thrown out to sea by an explosion and washed up on an island then, and taken in by some locals.

This time, though...

The last thing she remembered was going to bed for the night after a usual day at the palace, but now she's in a smaller house. And not in the right pajamas. Was she kidnapped?

Time to find out!

Amelia hops up, and goes to trying to sneak about the house, to see if she can find out just what's going on.]

B: High School - Midday

[Amelia's usual chipper demeanor is a little lacking right now - she's not really sure where her next class is, and it seems that no one's been willing to lend her a hand. And much as she'd like it to, one cannot simply just power through something like this like she's used to.

Give the poor girl a hand, would you?]

C: Around Town - Evening

[Amelia's exploring, though...her manner is a bit unorthodox. She's climbing on poles, trees, buildings - anything she can get a decent bit of height from. Despite the precariousness of these places, she's not showing anything in the way of fear.]
 
 
Equius Zahhak
17 April 2012 @ 01:24 pm
Equius Zahhak ♐ 3 Little Hoofbeasts ♐  
[1. Action | Afternoon | Downtown | Open to All]

[While you're wandering downtown today, about an hour or two after school has let out, you might happen across Equius near the grocery store. He's definitely not approaching it, as he's sitting on the ground across the street from the parking lot. Rather, he's just looking at it uncertainly, clearly in deep thought about something. But what's so interesting about the grocery store? Only he knows.

Will you ask him what he's up to?
]


[2. Action | Evening | 507 Ricardo | Inside]

[There's some shouting from the drone-wife at 507 Ricardo around dinnertime, when she discovers Equius doing something with a particular piece of paper in his school bag that he was definitely trying to dispose of in the least suspicious way possible. It's a letter of reprimand from Equius's homeroom teacher, chastising him for being "rowdy" and "disrupting the class", and Drone Mom definitely informs Equius very loudly that she got a call from said teacher earlier this afternoon while Equius was in detention, and she was expecting him to bring this letter home.

Just wait until your father gets home, young man, she says, waving the letter around. The windows in the kitchen are open, and anyone walking down the street can probably see the whole debacle taking place, as well as Drone Mom testily attaching the letter to the fridge with a magnet and going back to cooking dinner, while Equius is forced to sit at the kitchen table and wait for Benson to get home.

Bug him in the meantime at your discretion. He's not happy, though.
]
 
 
Erik Lehnsherr
17 April 2012 @ 08:41 pm
oo1 → action & phone  
➊ ← « ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ∙ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ∙ 1485 ᴋʀᴀᴍᴅᴇɴ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ∙ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ » →
[ Being in a new place wasn't all that odd to Erik, who spent much of his life travelling for various and sundry reasons. What was odd was the fact that he had no recollection of coming to this particular place. The oddities piled up: a stranger in the house with him, a closet full of clothes that fit, but weren't his, and... Oh, yes, that sixth sense that allowed him to feel magnetic fields was gone. Great! Not only was he in this strange, new place, but as a baseline human. The day definitely needed coffee. ]

➋ ← « ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ∙ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ∙ 1485 ᴋʀᴀᴍᴅᴇɴ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ∙ ᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ » →
[ Now dressed and ready for the day, Erik sat on the front step sipping what had to be a third cup of coffee. Whatever unnerve he might have felt was safely buried under a stoic façade and tempered by the need to observe his surroundings, to learn what he can about this place and how he arrived here. He watched people on morning runs, neighbours who seemed to know him and waved as they walked their dogs and departed for work, children leaving for school. The normalcy of it was so utterly alien to him. This place was so perfectly normal it left Erik on edge. ]

➌ ← « ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ∙ ᴀғᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ ∙ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴡɴ » →
[ Exploration sent Erik wandering through town. Why was he here, he wondered? He didn't remember coming here on his own, so the only conclusion he could draw was that someone else brought him here. If he was to be in this place, it was best to get the lay of the land. One thing he noted: the styles of clothing and the cars looked more like those of a decade ago. What a strange place this was that seemed like any old town with its houses and shops and banks, but with a slight time warp. ]

➍ ← « ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ∙ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ∙ 1485 ᴋʀᴀᴍᴅᴇɴ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ∙ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ » →
[ Like any reasonable person (from Erik's era, at least), he tried to dial the operator. ]

Hello, operator?
 
 
Jenny Sparks
17 April 2012 @ 10:28 pm
Jenny Sparks // 2nd spark  
[A: Action for 305 Miller Street (Jenny's home)]

[Jenny's already gotten rid of all her clothing that was unacceptable. She'd kept a few of the gowns, one which she happened to be wearing today. Making her way down the stairs she lit up a cigarette and made her way into the kitchen. She leaned into the fridge to see if there was anything left inside. She pulled something from it and put it onto a plate to heat. Finally she started the coffee pot and waited to see if the idiot she'd been stuck with was going to be around this morning. She had a few things she wanted to share with him.]


[B: Phone (Open to all)]

[Jenny's voice is just a bit groggy as she's just woken up for the morning.]

Good to see us all in our proper bodies again, though I must say I learned quite a bit about this place over the course of the day. I appreciate all the help I received.

[C: Action for around town (Open to all)]

[Jenny's got her hands in her pockets as she walks the streets of Mayfield. She knows it's best to know your enemy and since her enemy seems to be an entire town she needs to know that. Looking from 'droned homeowner' to 'droned homeowner' she nods in acknowledgments of their waving. She'll have to see about getting a job in order to blend into this society. Then once she's learned enough about this place she'll attack. Once she has her powers back that is. It'll be easier to fight a whole town with her electricity then without it.

Apparently this was one of those places where Jack would be amazingly useful.
 
 
Epsilon
17 April 2012 @ 10:53 pm
001  
[A. 7137 Brooks - Action]

[Have someone new poking around in the house, around the house and even outside the house as Epsilon is trying to adjust to the new and extremely weird surroundings. A glitch in the failing unit? He doesn't remember this place. And he's human, without the cool armor...]

Caboose? Tucker? Tex? Hell, I'd take the reds right now... This place sucks.

[B. Phone - Unfiltered]

Uhh... Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Actually, that was a really stupid question.  I mean, Caboose level stupid.  Never mind...

Anyone mind explaining how the fuck I got from Blood Gulch to this house and why I have no armor?
 
 
peeтa мellarĸ
17 April 2012 @ 11:33 pm
oo1. ( ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ▮ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ )  
A ➲ 628 ᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇʀ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ( ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ) ➲ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ➲ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
[ Peeta wakes up in a strange place, impossibly early, and it is not the first time. His heart races and he panics. He removes himself from his bed and starts to move himself around the room. He notices that his leg is back to normal. He's physically fine, but that is what is wrong about it. He definitely does not believe it is real. He keeps quiet, since he doesn't know where he is, but he's moving himself about the house in a rather clumsy manner. He's got to get used to having a complete body again. ]

B ➲ 628 ᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇʀ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ( ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ) ➲ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ➲ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
[ Peeta has stumbled to the front porch. He's uncomfortable, but he settles himself there. He brings his knees to his chest, and he stares out at the yard from the porch. This place was so wrong to him. People were passing by, but they weren't normal. He sat there, staring out at the road and watching people in the neighborhood. He was trying to get a feel for the area. Peeta most certainly did not know what he would do here. After all, this place -- there was something very wrong with it. ]

C ➲ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ➲ ᴀɴʏᴛɪᴍᴇ ➲ ᴜɴғɪʟᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ
[ There's breathing into the phone for a minute or two. ]

This isn't real.

There's no way it can be real.

[ And he abruptly hangs up. ]
 
 
Zidane Tribal
17 April 2012 @ 11:36 pm
Fourth Heist [voice]  
[Well, Zidane had a pretty awful start to the day. He had bumped into Dagger – which would, in most circumstances, been a very good thing.
Except that she had been droned.

Just like Keine had....

No no no this was not happening!

How long would this last for? Was she going to turn back?

Later, when Zidane returns to the house, he decides to give the rest of the town a call. So far, he had not found a way to reverse the droning on his own, but that does not mean that it was not possible – right? ]


[Voice, public]
Hey, if someone you know gets droned....is there any way to reverse it? Or do you have to wait until they just snap out of it randomly? [While Zidane is trying to keep his emotions in check, it's easy to tell that he doesn't sound his usual self - he sounds more serious and quiet than normal]
 
 
Hiling Care
17 April 2012 @ 11:47 pm
[0009]  
cut just to be safe... )