[Phone]

So... is this prom everyone's going on about some sort of right of passage on Earth? If it is, then I feel bad for you.

[Seriously? You just go and dance around then somebody gets named king and queen? What is that?]

[Phone]

Does anyone want to play marbles?


[Action:

A. Ai is ...a little nervous, standing outside Sluggers house. Knocks on the door. She can actually remember not to randomly appear in peoples houses. ...sometimes.

B. In the park, by the fountain, making a paper boat armada. One of them seems to be on fire as it sails the seas of the fountain.

C. Sitting on the grass in the park. A black cat is sleeping next to her and she's throwing  a ball for a dog to retrieve.]

[ Action: 1335 Benny Road. Morning. ]

[ Diana expected to wake up in her room, on her comfortable bed, and surrounded by curtains around her bed and pillows to block out the light. However, she doesn't find that to be the case as seeing that the sun is peeking out through the windows and she stirs, groaning as she wipes the sleep from her eyes.

Upon further inspection, this isn't her house, much less her planet. She can't hear what it wants, after all. So, then...

Ah, damn it all to hell. Is she really back at Mayfield? ]

And here I thought I was done with you, you rotten town.

[ That hand will now make its' way slowly down her face with her giving off a long, drawn out sigh. ]

All right, so where the hell have I woken up?

[ Phone | Filtered from drones. ]

Right, hello everyone. To those who are new, I am Diana Ethelbert and it's a pleasure to meet you to those who are new here. Despite what the drones say, I am not Mrs. Chulainn or Diana Chulainn. If you need me, I'll be at 1335 Benny Road now and working at the hospital as a nurse.

...Also, I hear there's a prom going on. When is it going to be held and where?

[ Phone | Filtered to Rin Tohsaka. ]

... Speaking of which, Miss Tohsaka, how do you deal with Lancer other than throwing him into walls? I have a feeling this will be a while until we're out of here, and since I've been...privy to his behavior, I want to know what's the best way to handle him.

[ Phone | Filtered to Edward Elric. ]

Been a while, hasn't it?

Listen. I know you're going to have questions and I'm ready to answer them. Just let me know when.

[ Action: Hospital ]

[ After she received a phone call saying she was late for her job, Diana automatically thought that it had meant her ticket girl position, but she lost that job when she grew up. Either way, she'll be dashing her way into the hospital and given an old fashioned nurse outfit to change into (since she apparently lost her's.) So, if you're a coworker, doctor, or a patient, expect her to try to get into the role necessary as she'll say either the following: ]

COWORKER: Hello. Is there anything pressing on the roster we need to get to?

DOCTOR: Are you in need of any assistance?

PATIENT: Hello, I am Diana--

[ ...

She's going to strike through the last name Chulainn on the chart and write in Ethelbert. ]

Diana Ethelbert. I'm here to change your sheets and check if there's anything else you need taken care of. How are you feeling today?

[ Action: Bodine Fashion. ]

[ Diana's sure that her clothing doesn't fit her anymore, so she's out shopping for some new ones. And even though she seems displeased at what's there, she knows that it's better than nothing. So, those around can find her holding up article after article of clothing, inspecting it rather thoroughly to see if it'll fit on her. ]

[B: Phone (Open to all)]

I've got a message for Coran's house mate. I found out more about that club we were talking about. If you'd like to come over to 305 Miller Street we can discuss the details.

[She pauses before speaking again.]

Also, Tony Stark, I'd like to have another drink. You seem like you might be just the man I need right now.



[Action for around town]

[Jenny was taking a walk, hands shoved into her pockets. She really needed to do something about all the time on her hands. Maybe training a few people in unarmed combat would be a bit better of a use of her time. She'd been thinking about it for a few days now. A few well trained men and women would be damn useful.

She lit up a cigarette as she stopped to watch over the area she'd ended up in. Yeah, a few well trained people would do wonders for this place. Not to mention a good overhaul of their communications relay.]

[PHONE]

...So I guess the prom is coming up again. I don't really have a date this year so--I...

[CONFIDENCE KOHARU. CONFIDENCE] I can go by myself right? It would still be fun. I like dressing up and all. I found a pretty red dress I might look okay in. But--um. It's not weird to go by myself, right?



1 [ACTION;Outside the Tailor Shop]

[She's been trying to work up the courage to go in and get her dressed hemmed for the last 15 minutes. It's part dread that there might be a male tailor inside and part fear that she looks silly in this dress]


2 [ACTION; Park]

[Koharu took this nice Sunday as a good time to take a seat off to the side and knit. It's nothing fancy, just a cream colored shawl she's hoping to finish before prom. She's very intent on it and won't notice anything until it's right on top of her.

Until the baseball landed in her lap]

[Action | 1486 Kramden]

[In the evening, when everyone comes home from their various schoolings or jobs or whatnot, they will return home to a horrible scene. The kitchen...the kitchen is destroyed. Not really destroyed as in the exploded or blown up sense, but it looks as if a mad scientist has been performing experiments in the kitchen.

Though, the end result is various plates full of...sugar cookies. She's even taken white frosting and made little pictures on each cookie. Things like moons and cats and even poorly drawn renditions of various people. Some of them even look like she was running out of ideas so they're just...random patterns.

For the time being, Arcueid's doing her best to clean everything up, and if anyone makes their presence known in the kitchen they will be asked to try cookies.

...just don't try the ones that are sitting near the garbage can. Those are not good cookies...and Ciel isn't allowed to know about them.]

[Phone | Unfiltered]

I made cookies! [Wow, this woman sounds way too excited about this, but the voice is assaulting you over the phones either way.]

I think I did a pretty good job. Actually, I think they're the best cookies ever. Does anyone wanna try?

[Around Town | Late Evening]

[Arcueid's going around town with some containers filled with sugar cookies! If she catches you, she's gonna make you try one. As for the taste...they're just sugar cookies. You can't really fuck that up despite the intense amount of work Arc had to put in to make them right. Still, they have cute little bad drawings/pictures on them!

Would you care for a cookie?]

I - [phone]

[She thought it was about time she made her presence known.]

It seems I'm still a florist, despite being in a different house...I really should learn more about flowers. I know almost nothing. If anyone happens to consider themselves an expert, I'd appreciate a few lessons, per se.

And Carrie...if you can hear this, please give me a call back.

II - [florist's, all day]

[Rider is bored. But that's an understatement. Because throughout her day, she keeps finding increasingly bizarre ways to pass the time. First it's just reading. Then she tries to arrange a bouquet of flowers into different patterns...including an odd-looking snake. At one point she's slumped over the counter, (seemingly) asleep. She can be "bumped into" at any of these times.]

[ Action, 435 Peepers St.: Well, this is certainly a familiar sort of forward-dated to May 07 post in the late morning for Rory Williams. Strange bed, strange house, strange woman claiming to be married to him- the children he never actually had, the wallpaper, the picket fence.

Yes, hello again, Mayfield. He supposes he's lucky enough in being able to remember being here before- not often that he remembers seeing that first-hand. Or maybe that depends on how long he's been out of it. And as opposed to a morning spent pressed against a corner in the living room, this time he just goes ahead and has a seat on the couch where it's easier to reach the phone. It's harder to be intimidated by the place than it used to be, which. Well, he doesn't expect will last all that long. It might just have to do with frankly terrible timing to be pulled out of the TARDIS and away from Amy.

He'll take it while he can get it.

Phone: ]

Right, um. Rory Williams speaking. Again. If anyone remembers me. However long it's been. [ Very smooth, man. ] Which I was wondering about, actually, if anybody could give me the date, because I think it's been a while. I'm mostly just calling out for that and to say hello again, and I'll probably be working at the hospital if anybody could use a nurse.

[ Annnd a hesitation, because he's debating asking if specific people are around or still around or came in and left and came back or anything crazy like that. He decides against setting up for disappointment. ] Yeah, so. Guess that's it, thanks.

[ More Action: From there he figures he may as well take a walk and see if anything drastic has changed. Stop by the old tin spaceship location, head to the park, hit the streets and scope for familiar faces and eventually camp out in the hospital whether he's employed there yet or not. The relatively small world is his oyster, as you can see. ]

[ 1668 nelson street ]

[ Huh. Was this what that blasted Sburb game was like? He was almost positively indefinitely sure that his alien friend had spoken of it like it involved a lot more sci-fi elements. You know, creatures and fire and other various things that hurt if you walked into them. The dreadfully plain scenery of his.. "home" shows otherwise.

A alternate reality game, maybe? Okay, he could dig that, he supposes. It seemed like something Jane would have crocked (get it?) up with the old-school feel of the house. The pictures of him smiling gleefully threw him off, though. Jake surely didn't recall doing something like that. Even if this was supposed to be Sburb or whatever that damn game was called, he was as clueless as ever.

So to make up for this, he is going to trot about his "home" and wonder who and what may be residing in there with him. If that meant there is going to be an adventure abound, he couldn't wait to step foot.. indoors. ]


[ phone ]

Heh, okay, let's see if I know how to work this thing. You just blabber into it and hope that someone blabbers back, right? I'm afraid I haven't worked something this retro. Skulltops are my kind of thing, you know? Anyway, um, I seem to find myself at a crossroads as to what I should do with my entering of the game. If my best bro or Roxy or Jane hears this, that would be just peachy!

To be completely honest, I was kind of expecting me getting plopped into fire and brimstone. Like a civil war between good and evil occurring right in my shock and awe'd face. This game is not what I expected and everyone should be ashamed for leading me on like it was going to involve the use of my guns.

Which reminds me! Which one of you sneaky bastards decided to get crafty and become a sneak thief? Taking away things that are precious to me is inconceivable yet you've done it. The guns are one thing, but the movies and... well, just about everything is just too far!

Pardon me for the ramblings if anyone's listening in on this. I don't even know if I'm using this right. Someone let me know I'm not being a blasted idiot, please.


[ at john doe park ]

[ So he decided to venture out. What a spontaneous decision that was! Not really. Upon finding himself at the park, he takes a gander at the statue of said John Doe. What a strange fellow, yet somehow majestic in his bronze/iron/metal/whatever glory.

Jake wishes to have a statue made of him someday. Maybe if he beats this game. ]