A Better Place To Live - July 10th, 2012

10 July 2012 @ 07:59 am

。001 | action + phone

ACTION • KRAMDEN ROAD.

[ It'd be safe to say that waking up in a strange place in a bed is entirely unusual for Aziraphale - considering he doesn't have a bed for any purpose other than for his only friend to nap in and that he doesn't sleep, all of this is very strange. He was a little more happy to find that he'd been given a set of rather fine clothes - but that was less important. He walks downstairs and almost has a very-unangelic heart attack - not a single book in sight. In fact, this is looking less and less like Soho and more and more like some elaborate joke to mess with his head, neither of which he is particularly appreciative of.

Opening the door, he steps outside and looks around - and there he stands, kind of wide-eyed and lost. Because this is not home and he certainly has no idea how to go about explaining it. Divinity only explains so much, after all, and he doesn't think anyone Up There would play this kind of joke on him (no matter how grand his part in stopping the end of the world was). ]

PHONE • (OPEN)

[ There's a long silence before the sound of fumbling and a soft, lost little sigh - and then the angel gets the hang of it. Technology of any kind will always be lost on him. ]

Hello? Is anyone there?

Tags: !intro, *location: kramden road, c: aziraphale

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10 July 2012 @ 09:43 am

Observation 9 - DEAD

[Action - 630 Topper]

Or at least, he was. It's not something you forget, particularly when you have a photographic memory running for you. The last thing he recalled seeing was the wall of house number '501' in that strange other Mayfield, and message 'you kille'. Which was really not much to go on at all when you were sealed in a vacuum of space and holding your breath as long as possible.

As long as possible being... ...Under two minutes.

Needless to say he died, and at the moment found himself awake and staring at the ceiling of his bedroom in shock, coming with a pounding headache in his possession. Residents of the house will find him sitting on the couch downstairs with his cards in silence- though anyone passing will likely catch him outside later on, with his guinea pig. Evidently someone managed to survive the time he was gone by nibbling the food bag through the bars...

[Phone]

Ahh...

It seems a fair amount of time passed between 'death' in that Alternate Mayfield and now... I have little doubt that others were more successful than I in potentially uncovering any secrets to this place, but for now, I feel it would be more suitable to ask how any others fare aside from the obvious.

Tags: *location: topper street, c: astral

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10 July 2012 @ 10:05 am

thirteen ❖ the melancholy

( action → john doe park )

[After experiencing that hell, Haruhi just wants to be left alone. She'll be sitting on a swing, quietly swinging back and forth quietly, murmuring to herself every once in a while in a low voice before managing to whisper a few words.

And just those few.]

"I am here."

[And with a sigh, she then clenches her fist and continues to swing slowly - not reaching its maximum height. For those to know Haruhi, they might notice that she's definitely acting very, very unusual.]

( action → erwin road )

[In the mid-afternoon, Haruhi is strolling down Erwin Road. Of course, she doesn't plan on going inside her house, or even bother to see anyone from her brigade. But she will definitely be out in front with a bamboo, hanging up some tanzaku. It may not be Tanabata, but missing it is inexcusable.

If you want to find out what she's doing, you should ask.]

Tags: *location: erwin road, *location: john doe park, c: haruhi suzumiya

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10 July 2012 @ 02:13 pm

Medical Team To the Ward

[A. Action - On Site]

[It was here that Date was in his element, treating those who had made it out. People who can walk to the hospital or be driven would be treated there. He continued to set bones, treat burns, bandages, all of it. Even prepare for surgery if need be.]

[B. Action - Hospital]

I need the files for the next few patients. I'll be seeing them, and get a IV for the next couple of them. Oh and someone page Dr. Hubbard that he's going to take a break and go home early; I need his examination rooms.

[Date's been working and it's the second day now of non-stop work. He looks tired, but focused.] Can I get the file for the patients in A-52?

Tags: c: akira date

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10 July 2012 @ 05:14 pm

Word Three: Confused witch

[Action for housemates:

She wakes up and it doesn't take long to figure out she's in a different house. The pictures help.

Hey new housemates, there is a teenager in a pointed hat walking around the house.]

[Phone]

This is Tiffany Aching, for some reason the town decided to move me. So I'm at 726 Anderson now.

For anyone that doesn't know, I'm a witch and if you need medical help, now or in the future, I can help with that.

[Park

In the park you might come across an odd sight as Tiffany is looking up a tree with her arms crossed. There seems to be ...a blue wheel of cheese up there?]

Now really, you have no one to blame but yourself you know. I told you not to chase after that squirrel.

Tags: *location: anderson lane, *location: john doe park, c: tiffany aching

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10 July 2012 @ 08:08 pm

7th Coffee

[Phone]

Well, that was a lot of fun, wasn't it? I can now take 'having a chuck of my head bitten off by a monster with fingernails for teeth' off my list of things to do before I hit a hundred. Thanks, Mayfield. You're swell for making my wishes come true.

Anyway, those of you I give a damn about who were still wandering around that special hell while I was busy being dead, are you all okay? [Her tone suggests they'd BETTER be okay, because though she's allowed to go and get herself killed, they're not]

[Action; Bilko Boulevard]

[Mayfield has the worst timing with returning things to people, this much is always true, and so Maladict is now outside her house testing out the powers given back to her. She has a bandage around her head, though it doesn't seem to be doing her much good, it might not be fatal any more, but the blood is still seeping its way through the cotton.

She's largely ignoring that for now, though, instead focussing on using her newly regained strength to pull her mail box up out of the ground and using it as a bat to send rocks way, way off into the distance. Maybe if she wishes enough, it'll land on some poor town official's head. That would be nice]

Tags: *location: bilko boulevard, c: maladict

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10 July 2012 @ 08:14 pm

[Post Step Right Up] Should have listened to all the things I was told

[ Day after the fall of the carnival, Morning, Phone, filtered from drones ]

[ Ilsa’s voice is rough, but this time it sounds more physical than her being morose. ]

Just checking in with everyone, sorry for dying on you this time. I’m going to take a sick day from the office, but if you need me, I’ll be at home most of the day.

[ Afternoon, 1126 Taylor Road ]

[ Ilsa hasn’t heard from Tarvek since she fell through the vortex tunnel in the fun house... and not just on the phone. So she’s knocking on the door, intent on checking on him.

As usual for her after one of these events, she looks like death on a cracker. ]

[ Evening, somewhere around the neighborhoods, maybe in the direction of Kramden Road. Maybe. ]

[ Ilsa is walking home, and might probably be way off course. This is, in fact, the first time she has deliberately gotten blind, stinking drunk since coming to Mayfield.

You might want to talk to her before she starts singing. ]

Tags: c: ilsa higa

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10 July 2012 @ 08:34 pm

[Phone line]

So everything's back to normal, yeah? I still don't understand what the hell's happing around here, but I guess it'll take more time then I thought.

I haven't really been broadcasting myself around a whole log, but the name's Sirius Black. If anyone's up for explaining some of these muggle things to me I'd really appreciate it. I'm pretty new to anything that's not swish and flick friendly.

O, and Evans, it was fun. Aside from the hurling on my shoes part. I told you that stuff was dangerous.

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10 July 2012 @ 08:45 pm

Case: 015

{{ →!Action | 915 Bilko Boulevard | Midday | Locked to housemates }}

[ Conan has spent most of his day inside his room messing with his bowtie. He would have a good use for it but unfortunately Mayfield anticipated any plans he'd have had involving the voice changer as he just can't get it imitate either the Mayor's or Jack Smith's voice. ...maybe a different voice? He twists the dial to a voice he's used in the past, his own voice and brings the bowtie up to his lips ]

Ah-ah-ahhhh

[ Flawless. He changes it back the frequency that he's sure the Mayor would fall in and tries again. ]

Ah-ah-ahhhhh

[ Nope. Just a hair too deep. He tries twisting it the other way and adjusting a few other dials. ]

Ah-ah-ahhhh

[ Still no luck. Oh well.. maybe Mrs. Johnson's voice? ]

Ah-ah-ahhhhh

[ Nothing. Too high pitch. Stupid Mayfield. Feeling completely discourage he moves over to the couch and climbs into the armchair and sits like this while he tries to review his options and what he knows. ]

{{ →!Action | Outside 915 Bilko Boulevard | Afternoon }}

[ Conan's in a bad mood. This why he's bouncing a soccer ball knee to knee to head to knee. ]

Tags: *location: bilko boulevard, c: conan edogawa

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10 July 2012 @ 09:56 pm

Puzzle 031

[726 Anderson Lane]

[The last thing Luke remembered was being dragged back through the funhouse by Lucas, right before he fell unconsciousness. He doesn't remember how he got home, but here he was, feeling exhausted and sick. A quick glance at his hand and he realizes that his fingers are still missing, but he doesn't dwell on it long before trying to climb out of the bed and towards the nearest food source.

At least it was over now and he was home again. Right as he clumsily lands on the floor, he's greeted to the sight of a familiar man in the doorway. Luke's face brightens in relief. As much as he thought he'd get used to how death works in Mayfield, it was always hard to watch a loved one die. But of course he was back and in good health again.]

Mr. Nigma, you're alive-

[Luke's relief is cut short, when he notices the blank stare and the eerie smile on the other man's face.]

Hey there sport! You're not gonna spend all day in bed, are you?

[...What? No no, that's not-

Luke frowns, a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach.]

...Mr. Nigma? You're-

Hey now, is that any way to talk to your old man? Anyway, I'll be in the garage. Why don't you help your mother out today by cleaning up the kitchen, eh?

[Luke watches as he leaves, a feeling of dread and horror washing over him. He stumbles forward on unsteady legs, trying not to collapse out in the hallway as he makes his way towards Edward's room, trying to find any trace of his Mayfield father's personal belongings.

But as much as he searches the room, going through closets and desk drawers, everything that was ever owned by Edward Nigma was gone.

A crash comes from the upstairs room, followed by a loud cry.]

[Outside 726 Anderson Lane - Evening]

[It didn't take long for it to sink in. After not being able to find a trace of Edward's things, it was obvious that Edward wasn't coming back. He feels a sense of numbness going through him as he approaches the swing in the yard, carrying the cane that Edward gave him as a gift.

Without saying a word, he sticks the cane into the ground hard enough to make sure it'll never be moved again. He takes a step back, admiring the makeshift memorial for a moment. It was foolish to get attached in the first place, after all the ones you loved where always the first to go. He thought maybe he could make up for the loss of his first family with his new family, but he...

He couldn't. He was weak and useless, incapable of protecting. He couldn't even hang on to the people he truly cared about.

Edward Nigma's number one apprentice. What a joke. It was...

...it was almost funny...

...if it weren't so sad.]

Tags: *location: anderson lane, c: luke triton

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10 July 2012 @ 10:01 pm

First Move: The Brilliant Pervert Arrives!

[Action: 730 Anderson Lane]

[Despite being a normally sound sleeper, Battler Ushiromiya wakes up with a start. He can tell that something's off. For one, he's not in his normal pajamas...and for another, there's a warm body sleeping next to him. Now, despite all of his comments of his prowess, the closest he's come recently was when Ronove played a trick on him.]

Hey. Who's there? Where the hell am I?

[Eventually, he will make his way around to the rest of the house, and finally outside, looking slightly bewildered.]

I don't think that this is Rokkenjima...

[Action: Around town]

[As the day goes on, a bewildered Battler will just wander his way around the town, trying to figure things out, and thus will do so in the only way he knows how.]

Uh...do you know of a good place to play chess?

[Action: John Doe Park, evening]

[As the evening sets in, Battler will have made his way to the park, if only to find a quiet place to sit down and think, possibly at one of the tables around the park. He'll look restless, before slamming his hands down on the table, milky white tears streaming down his face.]

UWOOOOOOOO! WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?

[Phone]

So, I've been wandering around this town, thinking. I know that some people might say that we were brought here by magic, but that's completely impossible, because magic doesn't exist. Personally, I think that this could have happened by one of two methods. First of all, and stay with me on this one...aliens. This could easily be an alien abduction. Second of all, this could be a government experiment, taking all of us from our homes and putting us in a situation where we have to live and learn together.

[There is a slight pause.]

Huh, that's odd, it didn't turn blue...

Tags: !intro, *location: anderson lane, *location: john doe park, c: battler ushiromiya

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10 July 2012 @ 10:15 pm

017 ❖ And I continue to be 100% normal

( Action: Stone Street )

( Phone )

Tags: *location: stone street, c: clover duck

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10 July 2012 @ 10:46 pm

Desmit ● Action

●　Action ; 7133 Brooks Lane

( 7133 Brooks )

●　Action ; Around town

[He was still hobbling along on his one good leg. It seemed like the other had been fixed up with a better splint and there was a much more suitable crutch by his side. Despite his predicament, Latvia seems awfully happy. His cheeks are tinted a little red and you can smell alcohol on his breath but it doesn't seem like it's inhibiting him in anyway and he shuffles along making smalltalk with anyone who cares to listen]

Good morning! The weather's lovely today. But then it's lovely every day here, isn't it? Don't you miss bad weather?

●　Action ; Various ; Locked to those he interacted with during the event

[No point in keeping it all to himself. The only reason he came out at all today was to make sure everyone got home safely, no matter how unsafely they left. Despite his prior cheerfulness he's now considerably more nervous, fidgeting and shivering a little. As he rings the doorbell he takes a deep breath and prepares himself for the worst]

Hey...

[He pulls out one of the bottles from his bag]

I thought you might need this, after everything...

Tags: *location: brooks street, c: latvia

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