A) Phone

For those of you who are going to that ridiculous "prom", you're a bunch of idiots who are wasting your time! You realize we're probably giving this stupid city every reason to keep us here longer by throwing one of those!

But, oh, no, go ahead. Enjoy your stupid little prom. You'll come to regret it when we're stuck here for another year or two!

B) 309 Miller Street Backyard

[And despite Eggman's growling over how everyone's going to have fun at the prom, he's out doing something else with his time - backyard cookout! Or well, his Egg Pawns are doing the cooking, Eggman's found a way to relax on a chair. As he does, a drone approaches from one of the fences.]

Smells good, neighbor! Planning for one of your big cookouts?

What? N-No! This is just for me... and my family!

That's great to hear! I'll let everyone know!

You won't tell anyone! This is my food! ARGH!

[Care to drop in/aggravate the made scientist/steal his food/whatever?]

[A. - 2242 Stevens]

[So... Scott was droned. Again. She hoped it wasn't a common coincidence. She should really call his date once she figured out who it was. As such, it was down to her and Nozomi again for who knows how long.

Recently, Rin had been thinking about herself, being a magical girl. Going into her room, she pulled the mask from its hiding spot and looked over it, sighing to herself.]

How am I going to tell Nozomi about this?


[B. - Around Town]

[Darnit, even Teddie had been droned. What was this, a wholesale? And even Dr. Doof wasn't around anymore, his drone... not even here either. She was in a bit of a funk and thinking about her problems when she might run into you, not really thinking about it.] Oh, sorry.


[C. - Rec Center After School]

[Rarely anyone came here anyhow and it was good enough for Rin. Despite the teenagers all telling her she couldn't play since she was a girl, Rin took up a ball anyhow and kept shooting into the right goal. And then she did some laps, trying to get back into a modicum of shape. This was, to be honest, frustrating and the week was possibly going to get worse.]


[D. Phone]

Um, to those who know Scott Pilgrim, he's been droned. Again I think. I remember he had a date for the prom so I was hoping to get in contact with the girl who he was going with and let her know? Thanks in advance.

[Action -842 Hastings Bvld - Backdated to shortly after Poison Joke]

There's a knock on your door Russia, and that girl from before (now with arms) is carrying the bag you lent her. She waits rather patiently for an answer.

[Action - Around Town]

Fi seems to be quiet today. Well- Quieter than normal. She can be spotted at numerous locations, inside or out, simply standing there. And staring.

Exactly why she is doing this is unknown, but she seems to specifically be watching drones, non drones, and their interactions to one another...

She also seems to be studying the clothing.

[Phone]

During my observations of this town, I have discovered that there is to be a 'prom'- I have been told it is a formal event involving dance, and have decided I will attend. However, I have also been told that it is recommended to attend with a partner- is this true?

[Phone]

Good day, Mayfield...

I am making this call to simply apologize for such... rude behavior from the last call I made. You could say, I took the time to think over my words and actions.

To those who have helped me make my stay more, welcome, I appreciate it. Thank you...


[Action A: 5719 Cunningham Lane//Neighbors]

[After the phone call, he simply hangs up and decides to hang around the house for at least a while. In case any of those... house mates of his decided to carry on one of those useless conversations.]

[He also takes some time to sit out on the porch. He seems... frustrated. Having picked up some reading material, he had found that it was hardly interesting.]


[Action B: Somewhere else in town...]

[Barricade had decided that he would give the town another look around. Somewhere there had to be someone else interesting enough to gain information from. Someone that would trust him... like an ally. A friend. He could easily stay and listen to the phones. The phones were reliable in gaining data, but only to a point. All the chatter of new comers not knowing where they were, or the talking of prom, became more of an annoyance.]

[If you've talked with him before... it's quite obvious the guy seems a bit more calm. This is either good thing or bad thing.]

1 Action, 852 goldberg. Morning [ Shana explodes out of the front door, flames and overpressure causing a huge burst behind her. Apparently, the revelation of Wilhemina's permanent droning hasn't gone over well. She flies up and into the sky in a crimson arc of flame, a cry of agony the only evidence of her existence, a scant few seconds after the explosion, leaving only embers in her wake. ]

2 Action, School daytime [ Shana seems almost drone-like, going through her classes with a dull stare, only speaking when spoken to, and eating with no gusto at all. ]

3 Action, Park Afternoon [ Shana is still somewhat broken and staring, just lost without her friend and mentor, walking aimlessly through the park. She is holding a piece of melon bread in her hands, but can't even manage to eat it. ]

3 Action, Zemekis office building, Evening [ Shana begins to cast a huge Fuzetsu, or kekkai or seal-like structure over this part of downtown. Those with magical abilities can likely detect and move in it, and interact with her. If they dare. ]