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mayfield_rpg2012-03-19 02:04 pm
hell_wheel) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-03-19 02:04 pm
2nd Hatred - Story Time with Old Man Wanyudo
A) [Action | 1451 Mitchell Road and 726 Anderson Lane]
[A car pulls up this morning with an older man wearing a fedora behind the wheel.
He's here to pick up kids for school. He's mainly here for Ai and Slugger, but he doesn't seem anything wrong with picking up their siblings as well.
Nothing creepy about this, at all.]
B) [Action | Mayfield Elementary School]
[A new teacher is here! What happened to your last teacher? Well some of you probably already know the drill. Still...]
"I am Wanyudo... Whyuno. You may call me Mr. Wanyudo. I'll be your teacher for the rest of the year it seems. Ms. Wilson has taken a long vacation."
[He turns to the board, and writes Mr. Wanyudo.]
"I was not given a lesson plan, so this class will just be story time for the rest of the year.
First story I am going to tell you is an old one from my home. It's the story of...
((OOC: This is the Crack.com summary of the story. Wanyudo would be a much better story teller than I am, and would give you the real story.))
Do you enjoy a nice, cool swim on a hot day? Perhaps you are particularly averse to receiving a cooling dose of urine at the local swimming pool? Maybe you just like the sand beneath your toes as you walk the beaches, choosing a nice, quiet, isolated spot from the rest of the city plebs.
You put down your towel, throw off the constricting second skin that is your clothing, and head toward the waves.
But hark! You spot a woman in the water; long black hair flowing around her alabaster skin as she flails weakly. With speed and grace to rival the very best studs of the Baywatch era, you fling yourself into the oddly calm waters and swim her way.
You swim toward the endangered beauty, your eyes meeting as you work desperately to save your drowning Ophelia.
...except that now you seem to be paralyzed. Also, Ariel now appears to be using her long, prehensile snake-body to gracefully close the romantic distance between you. Perhaps, you consider, she simply wishes to save you from this terminal case of leg cramps? Perhaps the piercing of your tender man-flesh by her snake-like tongue is some odd form of mermaid CPR? No, you are now being slowly digested by the Snake Woman, or, "Nure-Onna".
The moral of the story should be fairly obvious: Don't try to save a drowning woman. She could be a snake-monster in disguise!
C) [Action | Peepers Street]
[Wanyudo is ending the night but hanging out around his street.
He's stopping to say high to any neighbors he sees and generally walking back and forth, up and down the road.]
[A car pulls up this morning with an older man wearing a fedora behind the wheel.
He's here to pick up kids for school. He's mainly here for Ai and Slugger, but he doesn't seem anything wrong with picking up their siblings as well.
Nothing creepy about this, at all.]
B) [Action | Mayfield Elementary School]
[A new teacher is here! What happened to your last teacher? Well some of you probably already know the drill. Still...]
"I am Wanyudo... Whyuno. You may call me Mr. Wanyudo. I'll be your teacher for the rest of the year it seems. Ms. Wilson has taken a long vacation."
[He turns to the board, and writes Mr. Wanyudo.]
"I was not given a lesson plan, so this class will just be story time for the rest of the year.
First story I am going to tell you is an old one from my home. It's the story of...
((OOC: This is the Crack.com summary of the story. Wanyudo would be a much better story teller than I am, and would give you the real story.))
Do you enjoy a nice, cool swim on a hot day? Perhaps you are particularly averse to receiving a cooling dose of urine at the local swimming pool? Maybe you just like the sand beneath your toes as you walk the beaches, choosing a nice, quiet, isolated spot from the rest of the city plebs.
You put down your towel, throw off the constricting second skin that is your clothing, and head toward the waves.
But hark! You spot a woman in the water; long black hair flowing around her alabaster skin as she flails weakly. With speed and grace to rival the very best studs of the Baywatch era, you fling yourself into the oddly calm waters and swim her way.
You swim toward the endangered beauty, your eyes meeting as you work desperately to save your drowning Ophelia.
...except that now you seem to be paralyzed. Also, Ariel now appears to be using her long, prehensile snake-body to gracefully close the romantic distance between you. Perhaps, you consider, she simply wishes to save you from this terminal case of leg cramps? Perhaps the piercing of your tender man-flesh by her snake-like tongue is some odd form of mermaid CPR? No, you are now being slowly digested by the Snake Woman, or, "Nure-Onna".
The moral of the story should be fairly obvious: Don't try to save a drowning woman. She could be a snake-monster in disguise!
C) [Action | Peepers Street]
[Wanyudo is ending the night but hanging out around his street.
He's stopping to say high to any neighbors he sees and generally walking back and forth, up and down the road.]