[Phone]

Well, that was fun.  So that's the kind of thing that happens here regularly? 

For any students that actually care, I take back all of the F's that I gave out on Friday.  I . . . honestly don't know what that was, so I'm sorry.  Cade, if you want to talk, let me know.  But I can understand if you'd rather not.

Ilsa . . .  Would you like to get some tea?

[Around town]

[When Caroline needs to think, she goes out for a run.  With some of her abilities regained at the scrambled state of her brain, she has a lot to think about.  The completely distracted young woman is running all about town and it's perfectly possible that she'll just run into someone due to her lack of focus.  Anyone with magical talent will probably be treated to a double take.

Hopefully she won't run into anything when that double take happens, but it's perfectly possible she'll be spotted having a run in with an innocent tree after spotting someone magically inclined.]


[ooc:  Caroline has regained her ability to sense energy, including her fellow magic users.  Permissions post is here!]

A. Action | The Church of Salvation

Forgive me, Lord, for I have really screwed up, and I'm not even sure how it happened.

[ The words are said softly

She's sitting on a pew near the front of the church, hands clasped tightly in her lap, her head bowed. She finishes the rest of the prayer in her head, asking for forgiveness for the past week. She doesn't know why, or what came over her, but she spent the last week not being very... Christian-like. She remembers doing a lot of swearing and a lot of inappropriate flirting. She figures it's probably one of the terrible things their captors do that she was warned about, but she still feels the need to come ask God to forgive her of all this.

So she'll just be sitting in the church for quite a while. A heart-to-heart with God will do her good. ]



B. Action | Bodine Fashion

[ Maybe a little bit of shopping will cheer her up. It usually does.

Except all the clothes in Mayfield are way outdated, and on top of that, they're knock-offs.

She's looking anyway, though, biting her lip and wincing at each article of clothing she pulls off the rack. Occasionally, she'll pause to hold a dress or a sweater up in front of her and look in the mirror. ]

( master bedroom with Yukihina and Rui )

[action; 7138 Brooks Lane; living room; open to housemates]
[ Rui has put on the clothes in Yukihina's part of the wardrobe; hell if she's going to wear those clothes if she doesn't have to. Yukihina's going to have to put up with sharing his clothes with her.

She walks into the living room and throws herself on the couch, throwing up her feet on the table with a slam. ]

Explain. Now.

[phone; open to all]
[ She's angry, yes, and it's easy to hear. ]

Yukihina said I'm his wife in this place. What sort of ridiculous idea is that? Why would I marry Yukihina?

Okay, so I guess I'll introduce myself. I'm Hachiouji Rui. And just so you know, I'm not married to him. He's a comrade and a friend, but nothing more.

[action; tavern; open to all]
[ It's not surprising that she manages to find her way to the tavern when she's just been in town for a couple of hours. There's this thing with her and alcohol after all. She's drawn to it.

She sits down with a sigh at the bar. ]

Give me something stong. Something really strong.

(ooc: the action at 7138 Brooks will have both Rui and Yukihina tagging.)

[308 Miller Street]

[Saori wasn't expecting any sort of mail, let alone a package. There was a small box sitting on porch, addressed to her but no return address written on it. Was this one of those regain she heard and read about? Only one way to find out. She picked up the box and shook it. Very light, almost as if it was empty.  The drones in her house were gone at work and at school so opening it now would probably be the best time.]

[She sat down on the porch and opened the box. Poof! A large cloud of smoke  escaped from the box. She coughed and began to wave the smoke away from her face. Instead of the smoke dissipating, it clung onto her fingers and followed their movement. That could only mean..yes! She got one of her powers back! Saori let out a shriek in joy.  Never mind any people passing by, she's begins to play around with the smoke, forming little animated creatures and shapes.]


[Phone]

Well, that was rather interesting to say the very least. Now that things have calmed down, I suppose it's a good time to ask this: Where can I get a job? Yes, I know my choices are limited but I just really need to get out of the house now. My sole housemate's droned and frankly I think I'll go insane if I'm stuck in that house all the time. Not to mention the idea of being a wife to a drone when I'm already married back home is awkward to say the very least.

I don't mind office work but I'd like to do something more hands on like baking or cooking.

1. [ 436 PEEPERS | Starting House, morning ]
( Gosh this intro is pretty long! )

2. [ HIGH SCHOOL...? | Daytime ]
[ Okay, yeah, Yukko is still freaking out by the time she runs out the door. And by running, Yukko is actually zooming down the street as fast as she can. Speedy Gonzales ain't got nothing on her.

GET OUT OF THE WAY. SHE IS LATE FOR SCHOOL.

Wait. Isn't school out for the summer?

Yes. Yes it is. ]

( Cut for several sub-prompts! )

3. [ AROUND TOWN | EARLY AFTERNOON, open to everyone ]
[ ... and of course after Yukko realizes that school is out, she can't find her way back. Everything looks the same, how could she ever find it?

Yukko is thinking that, maybe, if she keeps wandering around aimlessly, the house will suck her in like a blackhole. Even though she isn't sure how that would even work...

So Yukko's going to be wandering around town, anxious, excited, lost and painfully alone.

Do your worst Mayfield. ]

4. [ PHONE ]

So, it's summer vacation? Great time to be brought here, huh? It could be worse - they could have brought me in during exams! Ha ha, just kidding! But I guess this is kinda cool! The longer I'm out of school, the better!

[ Yes because this totally makes up for getting kidnapped... sob. ]

[Phone]

Uh. Sorry for bein' an asshole the past week or so. I mean, yeah, everyone was actin' weird, but-

[But she feels she has to apologise for being so unnecessarily awful, even if everyone knows why she was acting that way. Because, when she thinks about it, she gets the feeling whatever happened to make her like that couldn't have been that significant.

When she thinks about it, she wasn't even acting that different.]

... But hey. Don't want anybody thinkin' I just go around beatin' people up for kicks and pickin' on little kids. I ain't like that.

Unless ya deserve it. Like... like What's-His-Face. Dude who's always bein' totally fuckin' creepy on the phone, all "Ooo, but are you sure about your truuue seeeeelves?" That guy.

He's a dick.


( Action: Mayfield High )

A; 1447 Mitchell Road
[Hilda wakes up, looks at her calendar, and realizes she's lost a few weeks. It's a little scary, to think that she could go to bed one day and wake up so much later, like some fairy tale, but everything in Mayfield has that sort of quality to it. She reaches for and finds Liepard at the foot of her bed, sinking her hands into his fur for reassurance. Then, still in a nightgown, she pads downstairs to see if anything happened while she was away.]

Good morning...?

Mayfield streets
[There's no better way for Hilda to get her mind off of things than physical activity, so she's taken her bike out today and is currently zipping along the sidewalks at top speed, though Liepard is easily able to keep pace just behind her bike except when she goes down hills so quickly she can hardly keep her feet on the pedals and the bike pointed forward.

She'll swerve to get out of the way of anything that doesn't see her coming in time, but it's not going to be the most graceful stop.]

1. 952 Beulah Street

[Jim was expecting an adventure of a life time. A chance to show his mom he wasn't a screw up. Instead he was made a cabin boy and had to clean up the stupid ship. Worse was he had Silver breathing down his neck twenty four seven. Things couldn't get any better could they? (sarcasm much?) Well they could.

Jim awakes grumbling incoherntly. He probably slept in again but whatever, wasn't his fault; Morph usually woke him. However when he gains consciousness he finds himself...not in a hammock, but a bed. Why was he in a bed? More importantly why was he in this room? This room he doesn't remember sleeping in.

Getting up slowly he makes his way downstairs looking around cautiously. Did he get kidnapped and not know about it? Or was this some kind of lucid dream?

Hope Juliet and Obi-wan are excited for this new addition.]

2. Phone

[Jim picks up this strange looking device. He hasn't seen something like this where he's from. It was like the seventeenth century okay? They may have flying space sea ships that were powered on solar energy but they didn't have phones yet...for some odd reason. Raising it to his ear he sighs agitatedly. Might as well talk to it and vent a bit.]

Where am I? First I'm being nagged by an old salt and now I'm in some weird house? If this is a joke it's not funny.

Upon hearing about the post office, HK-47 wastes no time in going to get his droid body back. He doesn't care about the cost, anything would be better than being a wretched organic meatbag.

Unfortunately, HK doesn't get back precisely what he was expecting. The body he gets back is from moments before losing the big battle back home. He is battered and malfunctioning, and quickly losing power. He manages to limp home, only to collapse in the living room as he loses power.

[A. 3474 Erwin Road.]
[What looks like a somewhat strange protocol droid is currently lying face down in the middle of the living room, occasionally releasing an errant spark and a bit of smoke.]

[B. General Store / Hardware Store]
[After some repairs, HK-47 is looking for weapons, even crude ones. Pistols, rifles, chainsaws... he'd prefer his disruptor rifle, but he'll make do with what he can get. Unfortunately, the drones in town still perceive him as a 9-year-old boy, despite his upgrade.]
"Aggitated Query: " What do you mean I'm too young to buy this!? It's for my master- erm, father!"

[C. Around Town]
[HK is wandering around town, looking about. If he's trapped here, he may as well assess the layout for any future combat. Does your character approach the droid?]

[Action | 3478 Erwin | Morning]

[Dainn wasn't quite sure why he'd gotten a package, but none the less he decided to open it.

the minute he opened it he felt his teeth grow into fangs, the shape quite familiar when he ran his tounge over them. and the hunger...the hunger of an Immortal - a vampire.]

Well well....I believe I owe you one Mayfield. Thank you.


[Phone]

So that was one of the..."events" that this place sees fit to inflict on us? It was interesting, I have to say.

Humm...if no one minds me asking, what other kinds of things have happened here? I would like to know...


[Action: Around Mayfield | Night]

[this was a long time coming. being human didn't stop his desire to be out in about during the night so Dainn was making up for lost time.

he can be found wandering around Mayfield without a destination in mind. Dainn looks very pleased with himself, far more than usual. he felt at home in the darkness and happy he had his vampirism back.

he probably wouldn't mind any company on his walk, depending on who you are.]

( phone )

[ There's a pause, as if the person who just started the call isn't sure whether they should really go through with it in the end or not, but.. she does speak up after a little while, a little hesitantly as always. ]

U-um.. that strange thing that was going on last weekend is over now, isn't it..? [ she 'hmms' a little to herself, trying to work up the courage to go on. ] Y-you see.. it's a little strange, since my birthday was Sunday and everyone was.. really strange, so I didn't want to say anything about it..

[ her voice slowly trails off. ]

S.. sorry. I don't remember w-where I was going with this either, so.. I'll just stop now, good day..

( across town )

[ After that rather embarassing moment, Nadeko is just going to flee out of the house and go out, trying to avoid people while walking through town. She's not difficult to spot though with that characteristic hat, so if you want to approach her, now's your chance. ]

ACTION;
A) [In the morning, Charles can be found living up to his actual age, being an old man and setting up a chessboard in the park! Someone save him before he starts feeding pigeons and wearing sweater vests. He doesn't seem to have a partner to play with. Not until you walk by, that is, at which point he smiles and gestures to the other side of the table.]

Why don't you take a seat? Let's have a match. [SUSPICIOUS... No, he's just that bored and in a rare social mood.]

B) [Or maybe you catch him a little later on, after he's packed away his chess set and is out walking his, uh... Horace. The giant beast actually seems pretty tame, all things considered, only stopping to sniff moving things (like you, whoops!) and occasionally making gross growling noises and drooling on the ground. So majestic.

For the unfortunate citizens, these two losers can also be found in much less docile situations - Charles trying to shoo his droolbeast away from a drone it's attempting to gnaw on, or perhaps Horace lolloping down the road with a few geese in its mouth.]

PHONE;
[And carrying on with the trend of being utterly unruffled by everything that happened over the weekend, Charles will pick up his phone in the early evening with a question for the masses.]

I'd like to know your opinion on concerts. Proper orchestral performances, I mean. Who here enjoys them? If something with that sort of music happened to be available in the city, would you attend? [His little fancy cultured self is starting to feel more deprived than usual okay... Having at least one other star performer now, all that's left is to gauge the interest of a potential audience.]

 [Phone]

Evurryone evurryone guess what!!

[Someone's excited.]

I'm ME again!! I got my horns, and my blood and and YAYYYY!!!

[CALM DOWN GIRL.]

[Action - Mayfield High]

Nepeta was so excited to wake up in her body today that she neglected to do her usual wardrobe altering with the dresses Mayfield provided- because of that, she looks something like this... But that's okay too.

At the moment she's bouncing from hall to hall looking for anyone she knows- maybe someone new too! But most of all-

"Equius!~~~ Equius I have a supurrise fur you!" Because even if she caught him on the phone before, seeing is believing!!

[[ooc - Art in the image belongs to 'alexiadraws' on tumblr, and was made for the blog Kanaya's Beauty Salon; it is not mine, but the art itself is specifically 50s themed sooo... also it's a good blog -cough- ]]

Action | Outside 918 Bilko Boulevard.

[April had wanted to hide in her room for a while, after what had happened last week. She had acted so cold and that fight with Greed... But, hiding wouldn't solve anything, and hey, she got an envelope in the mailbox. She isn't too happy when she opens the envelope though, as she immediately doubles over from pain and collapses onto her knees.]

Agh... D-dammit...

[There doesn't seem to be any open wounds on her, but the scars that have made an appearance on her arms might be an indication of what's wrong.]

Phone

[Sometimes later, April makes a phone call. She still sounds in pain, but not as bad as earlier.] Does... does anyone know any first-aid stuff for treating old wounds? I've gotten some back, and they're hurting like hell...

... And, um, for anyone who saw me last week, I-I'm sorry about how I a-acted...

[Action: Outside 915 Bilko]

[Maladict treats mail coming to her house the same way she treats milk. With great suspicion. So when the parcel arrived to her door , she made sure it was in the centre of the lawn, and spent a constructive five minutes poking with a large stick held at arms length from her.

When she finally decided it was safe enough to open, she found it annoyingly empty. For a moment, she thought that perhaps they'd got it wrong. Or maybe the postman had gone completely insane along with the milkman. Maybe they'd elope and have crazy inhuman babies. That would be nice for them.

...And then she felt the old, tugging cravings hitting her. She glanced down at her hands, no longer were they the healthy living flesh colour, but pale and white. Looks like Mayfiled finally decided to give her her vampirism back]

I didn't even think you could get that sort of thing in a box.

[Phone]

Well, as much fun as my extended trip into humanity was, I'm glad it's over. Shame Mayfield didn't deliver the whole package, but I suppose beggars can't be choosers. Not unless they have a good Guild behind them, anyway.

So. Are we all over our crushing humiliation of acting like idiots yet? Or is it still too soon?

Action - Morning...

[It wasn't often that Hol got any mail that interested him... and it seemed, whenever it did, well... things from home appeared. So when he woke up that and readied himself for his normal routine, he stared at the small box at the door step.

With a frown, he reached down to pick it up. Glancing to the left and to the right... he finally opened box. What happened next... he couldn't even react to quick enough as he was thrown to the ground in pain.]


[Phone]

... This town... has an unusual sense of humor...

[A: Action; Early Morning; 917 Bilko]

[When Rapunzel checks the mail that morning, she finds a package. A rustling package. With airholes. It doesn't say what it is, but she can't help but hope as she opens it...

Cute a delighted, very loud shriek.]


[B: Open Phone Call; Early Morning]

Pascal is here! Oh, this is so wonderful... Pascal, say hello to everyone!

[Cue some chitterchattering sounds.]

...Oh. And, um... I'm really sorry to anyone I might have upset the other days. I.... I don't really know what was going on.

But thanks for taking such good care of me, Harley. It would be nice to meet you now! And thanks to everyone else who was kind to me.


[C: Action; Around Town; Afternoon to Evening]

[Rapunzel is spending her day showing Pascal around, talking to the little chameleon all the time. It sure seems like she understands the chattering he responds with.]

[Action A: 5719 Cunningham Lane]
[Poor Barricade... after opening a package marked to him, he was met with a regain. It wasn't that bad, but it might cause one to take another look. Questions that were not needed may arise, and because of this he had to find a way to hide his hands.

While he could easily flex his claws like that of a cat, his hands still looked cybernetic. Jointed metallic fingers and gears were easily visible and needed to be hidden. Perhaps he was being ... paranoid.

He covered his hands in a wrapped up shirt, and pondered...]


[Phone]

I'm in need of some... help... Perhaps someone who knows how to deal with... fabrics?

Cade in uncharacteristically bummed. He had something really... special going while he was his alternate self, but now things are worse than before. He now has to go about his day trying to snap out of it.

[A. 305 Miller Street.]
[When Cade opens the front door this morning, there are two packages there. One is for him, and the other is for Jenny. He takes them inside and sets them on the table.

Upon opening his package, he finds his rapier, which his alternate had traded in for his healing powers. Now he has both. That's good, he guesses. He sighs, and looks at Jenny's box. It is much smaller.

Cade calls upstairs.]

"Jenny... you have a package. I think it might be something from your home."


[B. Phone.]
"*Sigh* Hey everyone... it's Cade Masters.

I just thought everyone should know that I have some powerful healing magic now. Diseases, poisons, wounds, you name it, I can probably take care of it for you. I won't charge you or anything either, so if you need it, or have any questions, just give me a ring."


[C. 339 Brady Lane.]
[Cade knocks on the door of Brady Lane. If anyone could use his healing, its Mika. Plus it will make him feel better to see his friend.]


[D. Olney's Tavern.]
[Cade is back at work, serving drinks. His heart isn't in it like usual, though.]