charming_freckles
07 May 2012 @ 01:32 am
Backdated to May 5th  
[Action: 1486 Kramden Road]

[This afternoon, you’ll find Sue busily and cheerfully active in the kitchen. She’s prepared loads of sandwiches and pastries and is packaging them all up for transport! What could this mean?!]

[Phone, open]

Hey everyone, it’s Sue! Hee, I don’t mean to make a big deal of it, but do you know what today is? No? It’s my birthday! I’m eleven years old today! One year closer to becoming a beautiful and sophisticated woman! Hee hee! Anyways, to celebrate, me and Puffy are having a picnic in the park today! Anyone who would like to attend is welcome! I’ve made tons of sandwiches and desserts! I… I especially hope that you’ll attend, Mr. Yosuke. I really appreciated your help recently… so please come and have some food, okay?

I hope to see you all there!

[Action: John Doe Park]

[In the middle of the park, Sue and Puffy are camped out on a picnic basket, a bountiful spread placed around them. True to her message, there are a variety of sandwiches and desserts, including pie, brownies and cookies. If she sees you looking at her, she’ll smile and motion for you to join them.]

Hi there! You look hungry, why don’t you come over and have a bite to eat?
 
 
pinkscarflady
07 May 2012 @ 02:19 am
[phone] Help wanted...  
[Mom Lalonde sounds almost distracted today, or perhaps just bored.]

I have a proposition for any interested young people who may wish to take on a job after school. I wish to hire a personal assistant to aid me in several small projects I plan to undertake in the near future.

[She pauses, for a sip of her drink.]

Nothing of particular importance, just something to occupy my time. The job will entail taking dictation, some light filing, and running simple errands. Compensation is negotiable, but intended to be more than adequate.

Interested applicants may apply at 311 Miller Street.
 
 
Roxy Lalonde
07 May 2012 @ 02:50 am
transitions  
[action: bodine fashion]

[ Roxy has been having a bit of a problem fitting in. As she finished school for the day, it was in her best interest to find something of a good attire to wear. Stumbling upon Bodine Fashion, the girl had found a small gold mine. Or, so she believes! Roxy was busy looking through the fashions and keeps a conscious thought to the lack of funds in her pocket.

It is here, she slides towards the discount clothing rack, finding a few short skirts and ripped jackets. This was not a very successful hunt so far. Perhaps she would have to make due simply deal with the tacky dress and saddle shoes.

No. No way! It was bad enough having to pretend to be okay with the situation and lack of booze, like hell she'd dress like a mary sue. Roxy will most certainly keep looking. ]



[voice: open phone]

Okay, so, I'm really pretty much on edge, yup.

Still on the damn edge. I can't believe that someone fuckin' had the nerve to shoot a spit ball at me during school. I mean, really? That was just the beginning. I got chased by a damn dog walking home, almost took my ugly ass school bag back to it's doggy house of hell too.

No wonder I prefer cats, shit.

Best part? Scoot real close 'n shit for this.

I get home and the milk was still out on the front porch. I don't even wanna tell you what I THINK I saw.

Anyone got some advice on how to not flip my shit? Hello? Roxy Lal -- er...Rep... calling anyone. SOS. Arooooga. Mayday????

[action: front yard of 1650 Albright Lane ]
family, neighbors, passer-bys welcome!


[ Well, if you're cruising around Albright lane, you're in luck! You'll see a nicely toned blonde laying sprawled out on a red checkerboard blanket. With the sun beaming down bright, it was a perfect occasion to work on a tan, right?

Polka dot bikini and all, Roxy finds herself collecting her thoughts. If there was a damn martini available, she would sip that. Yet, legal age was a problem here and she was NOT touching the milk anytime soon. Busy daydreaming, Roxy wants a bit of company, however she would never do something lame and uncomplicated like that. So instead, she remains on the lawn, sprawled out and awaiting attention. ]
 
 
{{鹿目 まどか//☆.. Kaname Madoka
07 May 2012 @ 01:01 pm
☆ → denial  
[ It's been days... weeks... Madoka hoped at first that it would wear off and everything would return to normal. Homura being droned was just too much. She knows now that everyone else from home is dead. Homura was her last source of comfort when it came to that fact, so Madoka tried to deny that the droning wasn't going away. As the time went on without Homura returning to normal Madoka just began feeling guilty. Homura made a wish for her sake. She's protecting her back home. And Madoka can't even keep her from being...

Madoka might be slow and naive, but she's not stupid. It finally clicks that this isn't coming undone.
]

[ Action ☆ School ]
[ Despite being absolutely depressed, Madoka is her usual happy self for most of school. She's even baked up another batch or seven of cookies-- mostly to distract herself while at home-- and is handing them out to anyone she sees. She doesn't want to be sad... so she won't be sad. It's as simple as that. ]
Good morning! Um, I know it's a strange time... but here! Um, Happy Monday!

[ Action ☆ School ☆ Lunchtime ]
[ But then lunch comes and Madoka ultimately breaks. She isn't even in the cafeteria for a whole minute before she spots Homura's drone and excuses herself. Still, she doesn't want to both be depressed and starve... so Madoka relocates. After wandering the hallways for a good long time, she finds an empty one and tries to hide out of sight. She opens her lunch container, looks down at it, and immediately closes it again. She doesn't want to get tears in her food, even if they're silent tears. ]
I'm sorry, Homura-chan... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry... Nngh... [ She hangs her head and covers her mouth. ] D-don't cry here...

[ Phone ☆ ]
Homura-chan is... [ And that's all Madoka can say on the matter. ] ... Please, um... Look out for her. She's a good girl... a really nice person, and strong, so... Please be nice to her drone...

[ Action ☆ 1333 Benny Road ]
[ First Madoka sulked around the garden for a bit! She's apparently growing some vegetable plants in an open space and can't let her depression keep her from looking after them. Neighbors might notice her hard at work immediately after school, mumbling to the flowers to help them grow.

And then she finished gardening. Madoka only takes time to wash her hands before going to her room and locking the door. Yup. Guess who's sulking amidst a pile of stuffed animals? Madoka is. She doesn't even come down for supper.
]
 
 
Clarice M. Starling
07 May 2012 @ 01:55 pm
Case File One: Where am I?  
Action for housemates )

[Phone
. Trying to dial 911, though she's been told the phones don't work like that.]

Hello. This is Special Agent Clarice Starling of the FBI. I need to get in touch with the FBI Academy in Quantico, Virginia.

Failing that, and these phones actually don't work normally. Anyone who knows where I am. And what's going on, would be very much appreciated.

[A pause because even if she thinks it's highly unlikely.]

Doctor Lecter. If you're responsible for this. ...alright you've had your laugh. Now I'd like an explanation.

[Action:]

[A. Well you know the drill. A confused woman is looking around town, trying to find a way out.]

[B. Walking into the Police station. Well where else would she end up?]


Excuse me. Is anyone here?

[C. Well probably trying to buy a gun. Trying and failing. If you're nearby she'll walk over. He said she doesn't need one. Bull.]

Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to know why they won't sell a gun to me, would you?
 
 
Conan Edogawa | Shinichi Kudou
07 May 2012 @ 02:02 pm
Case: 010 | Back dated to Friday (May 4th)  
{{ →!Phone | Afternoon. }}

[ Guess who's birthday it is! ....And then guess who doesn't remember because obviously Sherlock Holmes is far more important. ]

Um... I was just wondering if anyone has a copy of Sherlock Holmes: The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes? I don't have mine right now and I usually read it every year on the Fourth of May because today's the day Holmes and Moriarty went over the falls.

I can understand being skeptic about letting someone borrow a Holmes Book, but I can have it back to you by the end of the day.

(( ooc: To anyone I owe Conan!tags or Aoko!tags too, I will get on those after work. I just had to get this up on my lunch break. ))
 
 
Oerba Yun Fang
07 May 2012 @ 02:02 pm
8 things To Fight For.  
(A. School - In Class)

[Today's class is going to be over edible plants mostly. Fang's even gotten creative and drawn things on the board (somewhat badly) to help show the difference between leaf types, leaf arrangement and root types ((figure 9-1, 9-2, 9-3 & 9-4)). There's lots of options and it seems like she's actually looked into what plants are on your planet for this lesson even! A miracle! This means she's pointing out that you need to be careful about noticing if the plants looks like they're dying, have any signs of fungal growth, avoiding plants with an almond like scent (due to possible toxin levels) - unless they're almonds, how if you run into acorns or lily rhizomes you should boil them first because the bitterness otherwise will make them inedible, don't eat mushrooms (Fang doesn't care how tasty you think they look. Don't. Eat. Them. Period.) Overall stay away from unknown plants but if you're going to be stupid get stuck in some situations where you may not have options so follow the follow edibility test. Fang is pretty laid back about all of this, but it's clearly something she's pretty knowledgable on, unlike some other classes where she might have accidently started going on about things that only existed on Gran Pulse...]




(B. School - After her class - still during school day)

[Man, some of those drone kids are dumb. So dumb. URGH. Fang wouldn't believe it was possible for anyone to be that dumb if she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes. Either way, Fang may be wondering around the halls between classes or watching out for kids who are trying to skip class. She even ends up in the lunch room at some point. What are you doing that she needs to scold you for? ... Or perhaps she wants to get in on your shenanigan... Never can tell with this one.]




(C. Park - after school)

[Fang's out on her normal run again! Who wants to join her? She's probably invited several people with her at this point and she's always welcome to new faces joining up with her. However, as always, if you're doing something particularly odd (or you are something particularly odd) Fang of course will stop and investigate the situation. The other option in the park is she's seemed to fishing out of the pond and actually manages to walk away with one or two every day!]



(D. Flower Shop - afternoon)

[Fang's back again! This time with a dirt sample... Now where's that helpful man she talked to last time... Oh and seeds, she still needs some of those.]



(E. 841 Hastings - Out front - Late afternoon/early evening.)

[Yup, Fang's at ruining the front yard all over again. Those few holes here and there have now turned into a bunch of dirt mounds. Isn't that just awesome? And she doesn't seem like she's stopping anytime soon as she's working on another hole right now.]



(F. Phone - Open to all)

So what's this Prom thing? I get it's a dance but what's the point in it?



(Phone to SquidGirl) )

(Phone to Gakupo) )
 
 
07 May 2012 @ 03:59 pm
Third Rose: Just an ordinary day  
[Flower Shop]

[As usual, Aya is there, although he seems to be writing in a small notebook at the register. His face holds a look of concentration as he scribbles. Priorities; he has them.]


[Park]

[One may find Aya looking around for something here. In bushes, up a tree, under benches. His search seems intense, nonetheless. He picks up a stick, examines it, and tosses it aside before starting his search again.]


[Phone]

The flower shop will be selling flowers and corsages in time for prom. Discounts are available for buying more than two orders.
 
 
Yuyuko Saigyouji
07 May 2012 @ 04:06 pm
3% Reflowering  
1 The Louvre Hotel ; Backdated to 6th May
[She isn’t carrying much with her, just a small overnight bag. It seems oddly full, but it’s doubtful that it’s full of night clothes and toiletries]

I have a reservation, it's under the name 'Saigyouji'.

[Yuyuko seems oddly serious, for her at least. There’s still something very calm about her manner though. Occasionally she looks around as if checking for familiar people]

2 946 Beulah Street
[Even though she was nowhere to be found last night, Yuyuko sits at the kitchen table in her assigned house. There’s definitely something not quite right. This morning she seems very quiet. Even if you walk past she won’t cheerily wish you good morning like normal, only acknowledging your presence if you acknowledge hers first. What’s even stranger is that she made her own tea for a change.

It’s easy to miss with her head tilted down to stare into her drink, but if you look closely there’s a very distinct bruising around her neck]


3 Achewood Bakery
[By the afternoon, Yuyuko seems much more like her old self. The bruising around her neck has lightened considerably and she even has a small smile on her face]

Could I take this one please? And this one… no, wait I’ll have this one instead.

Ah, I really can’t decide. They all look so good. Do you have any recommendations?

[It’s nice to treat yourself once in a while]
 
 
Gakupo Kamui
07 May 2012 @ 04:15 pm
♭Fifth Song: My People! Lend Me Your Ears!  
[ALL AROUND TOWN]

[Whether it's in front of your house, in front of the supermarket, next to the library, near the park, or in the hair salon, there is a Gakupo sitting on a chair with a guitar tuned and ready. Next to him is a sign made with purple lettering:


ONE SONG FOR ONE VOTE FOR PROM KING!!


[He's ready to dish out some tunes!]



(ooc: Gakupo is anywhere in Mayfield. Just specify in the subject and I'll roll with it! /o/)
 
 
Hong Meiling
07 May 2012 @ 04:20 pm
016 ~*~ "The lifespan is the same, whether it is spent laughing or crying."  
[ Action : Multiple addresses ]
[ Do you like gardening? Meiling certainly does. All this week, she's going to be at this when she isn't at her job cleaning Mayfield Elementary. You can find the redhead in the following yards, planting new flowers, trimming hedges, pulling weeds... just being a happy little busybody.

+ 1647 Albright Lane
+ 340 Brady Lane
+ 752 Partridge Drive
+ 506 Ricardo Street

Poke her. Help her. Wonder what the hell she's doing. Meiling is focused on her work, performing all tasks by hand even if a spade would help most. It doesn't matter to her if she gets dirty or scratched. She feels that she has to do this.

—though hard work IS hard, so she can just as easily be found napping in those yards, too, as she takes a break. ]
 
 
buildstherobots
07 May 2012 @ 05:03 pm
it's okay to say you've got a weak spot  
[phone; filtered to klaus]

Klaus.

Remember how I said we needed to talk? You might not; you were kind of insane.
 
 
emperor_cowboy
07 May 2012 @ 05:38 pm
-10th bullet-  
Action A - Around town: [This guy never seemed to be happy anymore. Those who attempted to humor him, only managed to frustrate him even further. To add to his displeasure, he's not to sure who he might've run into during that horrible body swap incident... and as such, the guy's made it a point to lurk even more. Right now though, he ran out of smokes. He's also made it a point to take his horse out for a ride, and the horse seems to be far more friendly then he is.

If you take notice of the horse, Hol finds that he's veered off course and is heading straight toward you as you have attracted the horse's attention.
]


Action B - Olney's Tavern: [At the end of the day, he took a walk himself. Though by now, he should've figured walking alone was a bad idea. Once inside though, he makes it a point to keep to himself. There's a smoking, drinking cowboy in the back of the bar... he might strike up a conversation if noticed. Maybe.]
 
 
the doctor
07 May 2012 @ 07:21 pm
spring makes my fever right  
[Voice]

Hello everyone, been awhile hasn't it? Spring is in full bloom and it's nearly summer.

Thank god.

Spring is really such a terrible time of year. Not warm enough to do anything properly fun but all the snow has melted so that's another sort of fun gone. It's desperate to be summer, but can't properly make it. Completely overshadowed by summer. Never has a proper time to shine at all. The season always stuck in the back. Spring is really a bit sad, isn't it?

But worse than sad, it's boring.

[A sniff.]

No proper holidays, horrid weather. It's like... being stuck in cage on the planet Nersox, except nothing like that at all. Cages on Nersox are significantly more interesting than spring in Mayfield. It's nothing but rain and pollen, allergies and sneezing and blurgh. And even worse... I'm bored.

When I get bored, I start thinking. Even more than usual, which is really quite daunting I'll have you know. And this sort of thinking leads to ideas. And while my ideas are all very brilliant, when I get too many ideas some of them are less brilliant.

Well, they're brilliant but also dangerous. Like... trying to build a slide that goes from the top for to the basement. Which... should go on my list to do actually.

But, no, sorry I've gone off track. Basically, someone tell me something interesting to distract me. Tell me about your brilliant ideas, your amazing adventures, and before you say anything most of you have had brilliant adventures even if you don't realize it. I also want your brilliant but dangerous ideas, things to do in spring, something about where you come from, what you ate for lunch...

No, that's boring, I don't care what you've eaten, forget that one.

[Action-> Outside of 1338 Benny]

[The Doctor is sitting inside The Pandorica.

Well no.

He's not quite sitting. He's laying upside down on the chair, his back on the seat and his legs over the top.

He keeps waving his hands experimentally in front of his face and wiggling his fingers.]


Okay. Human medicine causes a strange mental state in Time Lords. Certainly interesting. Lightheadedness, detachment from reality.... Side-effects indeed!

...Blimey, have my hands always been so big? And pale. Perhaps I ought to start tanning. Yes, tans are cool.
 
 
finchofhermes
07 May 2012 @ 08:51 pm
First Drink  
[Location: 914 Bilko]

[It was a cheerful day, on Bilko, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and a new resident of the house was awakening for the first time in something that, some people, would consider Hell. This new resident has probably seen the real thing, of course, but this was something that was just...special. And annoying.

The young man will open his eyes and blink once or twice, then yawn...and then stop, making a strangled, confused noise. It also doesn't help that he's looking at the pretty sunlight that's streaming into his room.]


Haven't seen that in a long time.

[Confusion isn't something that he was used to, these days. Of course, being stuck in the form of a young child was another thing he hadn't been used to for quite some time, either. And, with that, the young Alucard will start looking around his new home.]

[Location: Anywhere]

[And now, the young former Vampire will be wandering the streets of his new home. The young boy has a very annoyed look on his face, partially due to the fact that he has long hair, and several of the drone children have decided to pick on him for being 'girly'. And he was always under orders to not kill humans, no matter how annoying that they are. Still, it was...grating.]
 
 
Cain Knightlord
07 May 2012 @ 11:51 pm
019 The Psychic of Many Filters  
[A: 1648 Albright Lane (Closed to Abel)] )
[B: 1648 Albright Lane (Closed to Amy, Lucifer and Rachel)] )
[C: Phone (Closed to Beast Boy)] )
[D: Phone (Closed to Esther) )
[E: Phone (Closed to Platina)] )

[F: The Park (Open to All)]

[Clearly the best way to spend a nice Spring evening is to try and learn more about passing strangers in ways that make it seem like you're just messing about, right? Right?!

Should anyone be passing through the park today, the might see a stand has been erected on the main pathway. It's just a simple trestle table and a painted board, and the boy behind might have been a drone for his wide smile and the 1950s clothes he was still wearing.

Except that the stall isn't an innocent lemonade stand or something similar, it's a psychic stand (or a stand for psychic business, not the stand itself is psychic...). Big colourful letters are designed to draw in business, and Cain waits patiently for his first customer.]


PSYCHIC READINGS - ONLY $1*
*Results cannot be guaranteed as 100% accurate