A.) Mayfield High;
[Classes are done for the morning, time for lunch - hey, now. What are these signs? 'Prom'? What is this? Feferi's staring rather intently at them. It looks like it's a pretty big deal.]

Huh, is this like that Hive - Homecoming - thing was? That's a funny word for it.

B. after school; John Doe Park

[It's a nice day, so Feferi's sitting by the pond, as she's wont to do. She has a tablet that will look familiar to people who know technology from the mid-late 2000s. She has a game running that might also look familiar, though who's ever heard of 'Infuriated Flybeasts'?]

C. phone;

First things first - does anyone know if there's a way to get an Internet connection if you have a device that can use it? I doubt it, given the time period we're supposed to be in, but it'd be nice to at least check messages.

Second! There are signs up all over the school about this 'prom' thing. I guess it's like Homecoming was? A big party where you get dressed up and dance? That was reely fun! Though oh, carp, I think I'm going to need something to wear...

A: 850 Goldberg Street

[There is screaming coming from the master bedroom shortly after dawn. Frantic, incoherent type screaming, apparently by a distressed male.]

Ah! Ah! What's going on? Ahh!

[Yeah, sorry housemates, you might want to check on that.]

B: around town

[Wheatley was supposed to be in space, he knew that much. In space and a core, which certainly not the form he was currently in. He had a body and limbs and hair and, apparently, horrible vision without corrective eyewear. As far as he can tell, he's human. And his housemates make things only minimally better, so he's gone wandering.]

Hi. Yes. You. Can I ask some questions?

A )) Phone – backdated to day after Swapfield – filtered to Oichi

Ah... [ A short silence] Oichi-san... [ was it..? ] are you better now? [ Since she should be back in her body as well now. ]

B )) 7138 Brooks Lane – Forwarded to Sunday – Locked to family and visitors

[ At least his so-called wife wasn't nagging him about going to work today. Not that he usually didn't go – besides the days that he skipped out – but today was Sunday and a day he didn't have to go to work at. Instead, he is currently active in the kitchen trying to bake. The fermenting on the bread he is trying to make isn't going very well, however. To blame is his cold body-temperature, and he might need some help or the family will get iced bread instead of baked bread. ]

C )) John Doe – open

[ Just practicing his skills with his sword made out of ice. Anyone who want a sparring partner or a fight can come up to him. Or, if you know him, feel free to say hello. Or if you just feel like talk to him. ]

A )) Phone

Aya-tan isn't here. [ There's a pout in his voice. ] I want him to be here. I can't protect him if I'm not by his side, right? There's not two of me, after all.

It seems I can't change this, either... [ Then his voice changes to cheerful. ] Anyway! I'm Hyuuga! Nice to meet you~! I work at the Butcher's, apparently. Come talk to me for fun or something like that~

B )) Around Mayfield

[ He is looking around town. For candy, actually. He is craving his lollipops! He needs them! But he is completely lost. Give him help? Give him the wrong directions? ]

C )) Butcher's Shop

1: [ He's found his way to the place he's supposed to work at. When he first gets there, he will stand there quietly watching until someone appears. Possibly someone else who work there. ]

Excuse me~ Do you know what I'm supposed to do~?

2: [ He's gotten the gist of what he's supposed to do. And when anyone enter, he'll cheerfully greet you as if he didn't arrive this morning. ]

Hello~! Welcome~!



((ooc: I apologize for the shortness of this entry. I think it's my shortest intro ever... But this is Hyuuga's intro, finally. It's well overdue. ))

( Locked to Tsukasa, 7135 Brooks )
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[Phone call, open to all:]

Hi everyone! This is Aurora. Aurora Belle Jenkins. Some of you know me, I guess! I was living at 912 Bilko Boulevard just yesterday, but now it seems I'm at... 7135 Brooks. I'm not really sure why? I don't really get it! Oh, Kida, I'm sorry, but I guess they moved someone else in with you? Or replaced me with a drone?

Has this happened to anyone else? Just getting moved like this for no reason? I guess that's Mayfield for you...

Oh! So, I've heard talk of this prom everyone's going to. Like the homecoming dance in the fall, right? Is everyone going? That should be fun, but I guess I should to get a new one. People here make them, right?

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[Phone call, filtered to Abel Nightroad:]

So, um, were you going to go to this prom thing...?

A: Action - Around Town, early evening ]

<sub>[ Even though he allowed his partner to take full lead on this little investigation of theirs, Carlton can not not launch his own mini-investigation in the process.

There is always a motive to a crime, but despite being a well-experienced detective, his efforts in finding said motives are coming up fruitless - which does nothing but aggravate the ever loving crap out of him.

What's worse, he can't help but feel that O'Hara was right in saying this was right up Spencer's (and collectively, Psych's) alley. Not that he was going to admit that little fact to anyone.

Crap on a cracker. ]</sub>

B: Phone - Later that same evening ]

<sub>[ Between working at the office and failing miserably with his investigating, Carlton's mood is sort of on the sourpuss side. Well, more-so than usual anyway.

First things first. He wants his baby back. He can't protect and serve without his service weapon, of course. ]</sub>

I don't suppose any of you dunderheads would know just exactly where I could get my M1911 back, right? And before some smart-ass answers, I don't mean the ones I can purchase in town.

[Phone]

Alright. We got a lot of business to get to so let's get down to it!

FIRST! I have the results back from you kids and teachers physicals we had back in January. And the verdict is......you suck! You all fucking suck! So we're gonna start us a new plan to make sure everyone at school is healthy and promoting a healthy lifestyle yessiree! This will include, but is not limited to: random physical evaluations, random check ups, random reflex testing, a change in the cafeteria food, personal inspections of your own lunches and that they may be confiscated if I choose to do so, and so on and so on and so forth. You better get ready cause this is serious business.

ZWEI! Prom is coming up! Now, I know some of you probably aren't from around Earth and don't know what Prom is. So I, being the wonderful, kind, and beautiful person I am will teach you everything you need to know! Even if you are from Earth and don't know what prom is, ask me and I'll explain all you need to know! Which also brings up another point.

EVERYONE MUST GO TO PROM! I don't know or care what the deal is, if you aren't an asshole I had better see you at Prom. Prom is a tradition, and everyone must be there.

TRES! Finally, I am looking to start up a baseball team in town. Or teams. I dunno. I and some dorky guy in a baseball hat have been thinking about it. So if you can even so much as throw a clod of dirt or swing a stick around, I wanna talk with you about this. Because you're playing baseball now.

[Action: Mayfield High]

[Throughout the day during classes you may get a special visitor.

That visitor will be a pink-haired woman in a nurse's uniform wearing a baseball cap, glove, and holding a ball.

Or rather, she was holding a baseball. She's know tossed the baseball at some unsuspecting person in the classroom the moment she kicked the classroom door open. Better think fast, because you might be the person she just tossed the ball out. And if you're a teacher? Don't worry.

You're not excluded from her throwing a ball at you at all.]