mayfield_rpg

[A - 506 Ricardo]

[Ted wakes up, no big deal. He does that every morning. Now, what is a big deal is that he rolls over and suddenly finds his arm draped over some woman he doesn't know or remember bringing home at all...and wait, this isn't even his home. Not his bed, not his pajamas, not anything he remembers. And yet he does not remember going home with this woman who frankly does not look like his type at all.]

Oh, good morning, dear! Did you sleep well?

[And the woman looks glassy-eyed and weird and just not right. It is at this point Ted realizes that there are family photos scattered around the room and they have him and the woman, is she some sort of creepy stalker? And then there are kids in those pictures and WHAT IS THIS and...]

GYAAAAAH!

[Housemates may hear the sound of a manly ~~scream~~ shout as Ted rapidly extracts himself from the bed with the creepy zombie-woman and runs out of the bedroom clad only in his boxers. This is way more than he's ready to wake up to.]

[B - Downtown Mayfield]

[Ted's calmed down quite a bit. He's a superhero, after all, and these sorts of things tend to happen in his line of work. He's now walking through town, trying to get a sense of where he's ended up. There have been a few more of the glassy-eyed unnatural people that seemed to know him and think he was a mechanic, which was unnerving, but he was hitting a point at which he could roll with it.

Now he's just trying to get his bearings and a sense of where exactly it is he's found himself.

And to find a way out. A way out would be nice.]

[C - Library]

[Ted's wound up at Mayfield's library, and it's obvious from the way he's pulling books off the shelves, flipping them open quickly, and scowling at them that he's not finding what he's looking for at all. He's not yet realized that the library won't be giving him anything he'd find useful.]

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Yes, that was more or less our conclusion at the time.

I can only imagine how that meeting went...

[And he's not sure if the thought should terrify or amuse him. It's doing both.]

[She giggles]

He's an eight foot tall skeleton. And he was wearing pajamas.

[She in fact finds this charming.]

That's...that'd be something to see, all right.

[Death giggled. Ted needs time to process this. She is not at all what he'd imagine Death to be like. Now, the giant skeleton, that's kind of more fitting in line with things...but then there's the whole matter of pajamas...]

Oh, it was quite something. He says they're comfortable. I have to admit it wasn't my first concern at the time.

[Mental image...of...of...OTHER Death in very comfortable pajamas. Some part of Ted's mind is wondering exactly what sort of pajamas Other Death finds comfortable but the larger part of it thinks he's probably better off not knowing.]

...that was the first day you got here? Like the rest of us?

Yeah. I woke up next to a skeleton wearing pajamas. It captured Mayfield rather well, actually.

...that's...this place feeds on that sort of thing, doesn't it? Everything I've heard points to that.

It seems to need us for something. Whether it's for surprise value or not, it's not clear. They keep talking about not enough power.

[Ted rubs his chin thoughtfully.]

Power for what, you think?

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