mayfield_rpg | Case 013

{{ A. →!Action & →!Phone | 915 Bilko | Morning }}

Good morning everyone! I was wanting to know if anyone wanted to play soccer today-it's nice enough. If you don't know how then that's okay-it's really simple and I can teach you!

[ Action ]

[ It's early in the morning and Conan is just slipping out of his house, a soccer ball tucked under his arm. Holmes the Kitten is curled up and sleeping contentedly out on the porch so he's doing his best not to wake the cat. ]

[ Feel free to ruin everything. ]

{{ B. →!Action | Edge of Town | After noon }}

[ Conan is squinting to see how far outside of town he can see-he knows from personal experimenting what happens when a person leaves that way but what about something inanimate? ]

[ He takes his foot off the soccer ball he was holding in place and takes a few steps back and bends down low enough to click his shoes up to the highest setting before rushing up and kicking the ball as hard as he can-and flies right out of town- ]

{{ C. →!Action | The Other Side of Town | After Noon }}

[ -Suddenly a soccer ball comes flying in from nowhere and smacks right into a parked car leaving a crater sized dent. Oops. ]

((ooc: Conan will be rushing to the other side of town in option C shortly to retrieve his soccer ball.))

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Soccurr?

What's that??

[Did she really just say that.]

[Henry was just out for a nice walk, you know, trying to get some fresh air, more ideas on how to escape Mayfield. That kind of thing. But however, the enemies known as gravity and soccer ball decide to interrupt his thoughts. Just as he's walking by, there's a loud CRUNCH of metal, causing Henry to leap back several feet. What just happened?

Walking close to the car, he see's a soccer ball embedded in the car.]

What the-?

Ah... you know, the game you play with a black and white ball? And you kick around but you absolutely can't use your hands?

[ No worries, the culprit is rushing over soon enough but give him some time to catch his breath once he does make it down there-he ran all the way across town, after all. ]

I-I- [ Taking a gulp of air. ] I th-thought so.

Nevurr heard of it! I guess it's a human thing, h33 h33~

[It always makes Maladict's day to ruin her family's plans. She's a life ruiner like that. So, she'll wander up behind him and call. Very loudly]

Have fun with your little foot-the-ball game!

Ah! Soccer... I haven't played that in a while. That sounds really nice.

A-ah...

[Well, it looks like that car's no longer for sale]

[especially considering the bolt of electricity he let off in shock when something came flying out of nowhere in his direction]

[and the smiling drone man is still spouting out random lines like WELL ME AND THE MISSUS WERE THINKING OF PICKING UP A NEW ONE as he looks at this dented, sparking car]

[work is difficult]

[Hajime's just walking along, minding his own business...

...when a soccer ball comes flying out of nowhere to impact with that parked car over there. He's now got his transformation belt out as he scans the area for whatever the heck it is that's attacking the area. A random monster attack can clearly be the only explanation for random superpowered car-smashing soccer balls coming out of nowhere.]

Soccer? I'd love to play soccer!!!

[Sarah Jane looks at the soccer ball and begins mentally considering the forces that must be involved]

Well that's quite something.

[ lksdjflkjsdf Conan jolts suddenly and turns to look behind him-missing the bottom step and tumbles over with a thump. ]

Was that necessary?

[ By the way the cat woke up. He's just calmly stretching and yawning. ]

Great! We can meet up at John Doe park, if that's okay. I'll try and get some more people to play!

[ Wait for a few minutes and a little boy will come racing after it-he knows leaving town just transports you to the opposite side. He stops just short of the destroyed car and makes a face. ]

...

Ah...

[ There is one other explanation and it's running up right now and kind of stopping dead as he looks at the destroyed car. ]

...

[ He wasn't expecting that. ]

Great! I'm going to try and get some more people to play- we're meeting up at John Doe Park so, I hope to see you there!

[ Nothing that seem extraordinary as the thing that follows after the soccer ball is a small boy- coincidentally the same one that had been asking questions about return trips. ]

Oh.. um....

[ He looks at the damage he's done. Suddenly that didn't seem like such a good idea. ]

...Is that yours?

...

...Is this yours, then?

Um... Yes.

....

[ At least it doesn't seem to be his car. he looks over at the drone as it doesn't seem like it even noticed. ]

...Interesting.

[Well, his curiosity does overshadow his surprise...]

What is?

The drone.

[ He's watching it closely. He knows they don't register as alive and he also has a theory that they're empty-more than a theory-he's sure of it. But just.. how empty? They must have some kind of reaction programming. ]

It's...

...

Do you have something small I could throw?

Drone or not, I won't allow you to hurt him.

[because obviously this little kid is just a hooligan trying to throw things and run on people's lawns and the like]

I don't want to hurt him. [ Frankly, he's insulted that would even be suggested. ]

I asked for something small-something like a pebble. I already know he'll notice my presence and say something about the weather and call me sport if I get too close- but what about if a rock were to fly right by his head? Would he react?

Hmm...

...I'll take you at your word, I suppose. [and to be fair, now he's curious about the answer]

Would a coin do? [because he's got one in his pocket!]

You did that? How hard did you kick it?

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