[Ruri had always been a direct girl, raised to be a computer interface for the most part due to a bombing of a fertility clinic, had that not happened she'd have been the oldest child and only daughter of the King of Peaceland, Mayfield has chosen to give her those memories]

A - 947 Beulah St (Backdated to the first day)

[Waking up Ruri sighed at the banal existence here and decided today was the day she was going to do something about it. Heading outside and into the ship she'll be seen poking around, humming something and looking generally cheerful as opposed to blank and deadpan.]

Phone -

Citizens of Mayfield, first I would like to open that drab ship up to all as an actual high class hotel and spa. There is a hot springs and over 100 rooms with full amenities, if anyone would like to help in that venture I could use a competent staff. That and if there is a tailor among you, I would kill for some actual nice clothes, ones that were made by someone who has any sort of fashion sense at all.

B - Around town

[Ruri is out, she looks animated, and she's making lots of purchases downtown of household things, occasionally she'll go into a shop and try to haggle with the clerks, and other times she'll try and confuse one of the drones into a deal. Either way she's not acting her normal self.]

( AU Information )

A - Action: Shooting Range; Afternoon}{

[ Back in Santa Barbara, the Shooting Range was pretty much Carlton's second home. Every time he got a new sidearm, or needed to let off some steam, he'd be there. At one point in time his daily visits almost cost him his career as Head Detective when the GSR testing came back positive while under investigation for murder.

Now that he had his standard issue sidearm with him in Mayfield, it'd be wrong to not give it a test drive. Those that may be observing him can see that he's tense, gripping the glock tightly as he fires round after round in a desperate attempt to keep his mind off of certain things. ]


B - Action: Olney's Tavern; Evening}{

[ How far the mighty fall.

Carlton never really dwelled on past cases he worked on, if he did he'd probably have gone mad given the profession...but for some reason he couldn't help but remember the Yin Case.

The Yin Case, actually both the Yin and Yang cases, were the type that would make even the strongest man go crazy. He's saw the best of his colleagues just break when they lost Yang's game, and he saw it almost happen to Spencer when Yang resurfaced.

Yin however, didn't play mind-games like Yang. He played to kill.

A diner waitress, Mary Lightly, and O'Hara had all met their fate at the hands of that chaotic bastard. Yin had it planned all along to kidnap both his partner and Abigail Lytar and they lost, and Sweet Justice did he hate that more than anything.

"I'll drop by half past four, My hands are on my face. Please come quick, or this could be messy - Shawn, you can still save Abigail!"

Those words, he thought, would haunt him until he was cold in the ground. She knew that as a cop they had to give Lytar priortity as she was a civilian, Hell, even he knew that! Still, Spencer went after his girlfriend, and he went after his partner - protocol be damned. But the moment he and Guster had made it to the top of the clock tower, the clock had already striked 4:30. He had no choice but to watch the wire spark and see Juliet O'Hara fall the several stories to her death.

It was a scene he'd remember for life.

All Carlton could find himself thinking about wass the 'what ifs', What if he had shot the windshield out at the beginning instead of trying to pry the door open when he and Henry discovered themselves locked in? What if he hadn't sat around like a sitting duck in the Chief's office while waiting for Spencer to get the damned clue? What if he had chosen to take the stairs instead of trying the elevator when they got to the clock tower?

Those few seconds could have changed everything.

He hated the fact they had lost, hated the fact he had to tell Spencer that he didn't make it to O'Hara in time - which then prompted being screamed at over the phone demanding him to say he was joking. Hated himself for not saving his partner, someone he had mentored from her inital transfer from Miami, someone he considered a very good friend of his.

Perhaps that is why he's sitting in the tavern, downing drink after drink, not giving a crap about his sobriety level. Feel free to chat him up, he'll oblige and give you the story. ]


C - Action: Outside 951 Beulah Street; Late Evening}{

[ Those that walk by, or live on the street, may see Carlton sitting on the porch alternating from staring at the night sky and disassembling and reassembling his sidearm - a common stress tactic learned in the Academy.

Seems even after drinking the memories of that night still bother him just a little. He's not going to bite if you walk up and strike conversation, he's just...feels defeated. ]

{ →!Action | Mayfield High | During Class }

[ Hakuba-kun managed to make it to school on his own. She was proud of him at first but then it became obvious that he wasn't the same Hakuba Saguru-kun she considered to be her friend. She tries not think about it and does the same thing she always does with potentially unpleasant news: She ignores it. ]

[ It's not a normal thing for Aoko to sleep in the middle of class. She's one of the very few that are happy to give the teacher their undivided attention. However, lately she hasn't been sleeping well and as a result she's got her head down on her desk snoring softly. You can try and wake her if you'd like but she probably won't budge she's just so out of it. ]

{ →!Action | John Doe Park | After School }

[ Aoko isn't going home. Not yet. She'll wait a little while longer as she'd rather collect her thoughts before going back there again. ]

[ She's seated on a bench with her backpack beside her with knees pulled up to her chest with her head down. She's trying to stay calm but the fact that Hakuba's there anymore, there's not Kaito, and no Daddy around makes her realize that she's alone in strange place with strange people and not all of them very nice. ]

{ →!Phone | 949 Beulah | Evening }

[ The poor girl's voice is slightly shaky as she hold the phone to her ear. ]

U-u-um.. hello? I-I just thought I should say that H-Hakuba-kun's u-um.. d-droned now... I guess... s-so if you knew h-him-

[ She stops, pulls the phone away to wipe her eyes and takes a few seconds to regain composure. ]

W-well.. I-I'm gonna-gonna go... g'night.

1 ✿ Beulah Street
[The longer she stays in this place the more she misses the casual day of day of home. Maybe she wasn’t the princess of Mayfield, yet, but that didn’t mean she had to cease with her whims and desires. It just meant she had to fulfill them herself.

First things first, the garden was in no state the way it was. It wasn’t particularly bad per se, just overwhelmingly average. Today she’s skipping work, trying to mow the lawn and plant some more aesthetically pleasing flowers. Gardening is hard work though and Yuyuko can’t really be bothered. Instead she leans against the fence, stopping anyone who might be passing by]

You seem in good spirits, would you like to do some work for me?

2 ✿ Phone
Good afternoon, Mayfield!

[Yuyuko isn’t exactly used to using phones. She’s talking quite loudly, making sure everyone can hear her]

Due to your unfortunate lack of cherry blossoms for a flower viewing I’ve decided to host a garden party to make up for your missing spring-time celebrations.

Of course it wouldn’t be complete without music. If you know anyone who is available to perform, or you happened to be musically inclined yourself then I would love for you to entertain our guests.

If you know anyone who is able to perform but doesn’t want to, please pester them until they give in.

[Action | 945 Beulah]

[Crona, since arriving, had been a rare sight in the house. Typically the kid stays locked up in the bedroom, clutching a pillow and sitting in the corner. Crona usually gets up balls-early in the morning to slip out for school, sneaking about in order to avoid all contact before getting into the building.

This morning, though, other members of the household may find the kitchen occupied by one willowy child putting together a sandwich for lunch. Before anyone makes their presence known, though, they may hear Crona having a one-sided conversation.]

No, I'm going to put what I want in it. [...] Okay, but just a little bit.

[If anyone walks into the kitchen to see...Crona is putting together the weirdest sandwich. Peanut butter, ham, bologna, mustard...even a slice of tomato and some pepper. What the hell is this? Feel free to bother, though a sudden appearance will likely frighten the kid good.]

[Action | During School]

[Crona has a rather typical day at school today. Sitting in all the corners, avoiding contact with other people as much as possible, sitting all alone for lunch...on the floor...in a corner. Time to eat that weird-ass sandwich. Feel free to bother Crona at any point during the day...the kid needs to branch out no matter how terrifying it is.

Though, considering the topic that is on most lips here lately, Crona has become quite curious about it. Of course, the kid isn't going to actually ask anyone face-to face about it...so...]

[Phone | Unfiltered | After School]

[Crona has, so far, avoided the phones like the friggin plague. That's way too many voices all at once and it's just...scary. But, all things considered, the phone is actually the most perfect thing in town. Crona can ask questions without having to talk face-to-face...and if it gets too scary Crona can just hang up! So...here goes a very weak and unsure sounding voice coming over the phone lines.]

Um...what is...Prom? Everybody's talking...about it. I don't know what to think about it.

A)945 Beulah Street

[Mindy got up early on Mother's day, and her not!family will find somewhat lumpy and slightly overdone pancakes on the table. And there is a handmade card sitting by Fate's plate. It heavily leans on glitter and the color pink to deliver Mindy's mother's day wishes. It's the thought that counts? She sure seems excited.]

Good Morning~! I made breakfast!


B)At the park

[Mindy has been in Mayfield long enough to know that today is the day when she can convince way more people to pay attention to her for some reason. So she might as well take advantage of it.]

Hi! Do you wanna play a game?

[Phone]

Hellooo, this is Rin Kagamine reminding everyone that Len and I are in the running for the royal prom court! And that now if you stop by the house on Beulah Street, there's a bit of a show going on! So please enjoy~ ♪


[A. Beulah Street]

[Rin's been keeping herself very busy with Prom coming up, but now one of the things she's been doing is finally set up:

BIG OL' HOLOGRAMS.

That's right. Ruri gave her access to the Nadesico's projectors again, and now holograms of Rin and Len that look like this will be dancing around Beulah Street performing many of their songs and cheerfully reminding you to give Rin and Len Kagamine votes for prom.

After they're turned on, Rin will watch them proudly for a while. Which could easily be interpreted as Rin standing next to a taller Rin. Wellp.]

[B. Around Town]

[Of course, the holograms only cover so much ground, so Rin's gone out with her guitar to play some rock songs. After all, this is America, and rock is the popular genre here so far as she knows. To make things interesting, she's decided to wear her Valkyria 3 costume. Standing outside a building, she begins to play Madder Sky.]

( Lyrics )

[Yeah, she picked it cause she wanted to show some depth. Or at least more depth than Miku. ANY ANGLE IS FINE, REALLY...]


[C. Back at Beulah St.]

[After coming back home, Rin finally caves to temptation and uses the holoscreens for a little bit of friendly sabotage. So for a couple minutes, if you're passing by, you'll be treated to a theater-sized, very silly video of Miku, Kaito and Gakupo that she had on her computer:]

( Hindrance; video under cut )

[... Don't be too mad, guys. It's free publicity, after all! ♪

And now that that's out of the way.]

[Phone; Filtered to Rarity]

Hi, I'm just checking in about the dress. Do you need me to come over for anything? ♪

A: 946 Beulah Street, 7133 Brooks Street, Mayfield High

[Being in Mayfield for a full year meant that Estonia could allow himself a day of really not caring at all. This means he's riding one of his pets to school, like a horse. Except it's not a horse. Or any other animal usually known to man. In fact, if you look at it too long, you might just go crazy.

Of course, first he needs to pick up Latvia to walk him to school. He's a... good friend, like that.]

B: the bowling alley

[Were you planning on spending your Friday night at the lanes? Congratulations, there may just be a mochi (or four) hanging around, making very poor fake bowling balls, as they're far too squishy for that, and generally being nuisances. Estonia's drone manager must be out.]

C: 5720 Cunningham Lane

[It's not uncommon to have Estonia over visiting Ukraine, particularly in the evenings. The fact that he arrived on the mochi monstrosity and then left it tied up outside while he went to ring the doorbell is slightly more uncommon.]

1 ✿ The Louvre Hotel ; Backdated to 6^th May
[She isn’t carrying much with her, just a small overnight bag. It seems oddly full, but it’s doubtful that it’s full of night clothes and toiletries]

I have a reservation, it's under the name 'Saigyouji'.

[Yuyuko seems oddly serious, for her at least. There’s still something very calm about her manner though. Occasionally she looks around as if checking for familiar people]

2 ✿ 946 Beulah Street
[Even though she was nowhere to be found last night, Yuyuko sits at the kitchen table in her assigned house. There’s definitely something not quite right. This morning she seems very quiet. Even if you walk past she won’t cheerily wish you good morning like normal, only acknowledging your presence if you acknowledge hers first. What’s even stranger is that she made her own tea for a change.

It’s easy to miss with her head tilted down to stare into her drink, but if you look closely there’s a very distinct bruising around her neck]

3 ✿ Achewood Bakery
[By the afternoon, Yuyuko seems much more like her old self. The bruising around her neck has lightened considerably and she even has a small smile on her face]

Could I take this one please? And this one… no, wait I’ll have this one instead.

Ah, I really can’t decide. They all look so good. Do you have any recommendations?

[It’s nice to treat yourself once in a while]

[Action] High School

[Ruri has set last year's Prom King in Mayfield High's trophy case, yes, the Inanimate Carbon Rod is sitting there with a sign saying "Vote for me for prom king!" She's sitting in her office across the hall with the door open filling her bowl with peanut butter cups and preparing for another long day of being guidance counselor or playing video games. Same thing really in Mayfield.]

[Action 2] (Guest starring Naoto, may be tagged by either of them) Downtown Mayfield

[No one knows what she said, but she called Naoto and said something and then the two were downtown looking for Prom dresses. They're not shopping in the classic sense, but they will be at the florist and other downtown shops. Feel free to bug them.]

[Action 3] (Locked to Rarity and Naoto)

[Ruri has ended up dragging Naoto to Rarity's boutique to find a dress. It finally came to her that if you want a job done right, find an artist to do so.]

[Action 4] 947 Beulah

[Ruri is sitting outside of her home after the long day, she's got a few screens open and has a movie on one, a video game on another and a book on the third but only seems somewhat distracted by them.]

[Action | 945 Beulah]

[Crona isn't really sure why there was something in the mail that had such a simple and unexpected name scrawled across it. Why would Crona be getting anything in the mail?

So, instead of immediately opening it, Crona has had it sitting in the room for a while. Every day, the poor child will just stare it it for a long while before finally leaving it to sit. But today...it will be opened. It had been made pretty obvious to Crona just how messed up this place is, after getting sick, dying, coming back to life, getting droned for not going to school...yea. The package is frightening.

Taking a moment to steel the mind, Crona finally cautiously opens the package. All that's in the package is a card...a card that is simply completely jet black. Upon picking it up to examine it, though, BURNING FIRE suddenly runs through every vein in Crona's body.

Crona drops the card, slumps to the ground, and screams. The sensation of searing hot fire moves through Crona's entire lithe form, causing the child to double over, only able to continue to groan and scream.

When it's over...Crona will be greeted by a familiar internal voice. One that'll bring at least a little bit of comfort...for about five seconds.]

[Action | The Church]

[Crona's trying as hard as possible to adjust, but the poor kid just keeps popping up in the church. It feels familiar at least, serves as a reminder to the first encounter with Maka. At least this time, though, the child doesn't look quite as distraught sitting in an out of the way location. There's less staring at the floor, instead Crona's eyes are flitting about the room, taking in the sorts of people that come and go.

Occasionally, though, Crona will speak softly to nobody in particular...as if the strange child is actually talking to someone else.]

[Action | Make-out Point]

[Of course, Crona has no idea what this spot in town is named or what that name implies. All Crona really knows is that the place is nice and secluded...secluded enough so the strange child can have a nice one-way sounding conversation with nobody at all. Nobody apparent, at least.]

Noooo, you can't do that. [...] You weren't even here when I got here. [...] Noooo...I don't knowwww. [...] You can't come out right now, so you can't hit me. [...] Nooooooo....donnnnt...

[Feel free to walk in on the child's...odd conversation.]

{{ →!Action | Early Morning | 949 Beulah }}

[ When Aoko first wakes up it doesn't immediately register that something is a miss and merely rolls over to fall back asleep. ]

[ When she wakes up the second time a jolt of panic hits her full-force and she sits up, reaching blindly up for her alarm clock only to fins her hand connects with a wall and not the small shelf above her bed. It is then that she takes a moment to notice she's not in her room nor is she in any room that looks even vaguely familiar to her. What's going on here? ]

[ She slides out of bed and looks down at her pajamas button down pajamas. They're similar to what she went to bed in but subtly different. She frowns and moves over to the bedroom door, shoving it gently open as she keeps her ears open for the sound her dad or maybe even Kaito. ]

Hello?


{{ →!Action | Anywhere }}

[ Aoko is still reasonably confused about this whole situation and she thinks it's probably best to look around for people she knows. Like Kaito! }}

Action: 952 Beulah Street

[ Interestingly enough, a package is waiting for Obi-Wan when he arrives home, resting casually on the doorstep. He moves to pick it up with a puzzled look, simply staring for a long moment. What could this be about?

He steps inside, carefully pulling at the box. There is almost a hushed feeling about the air as he does so, an intense anticipation.

Nothing. The box is empty.

Appearances are deceiving. ]

Phone; Later

The will of the Force truly is a fascinating thing.

Or, perhaps I should thank the postman instead.

I. Action >> 948 Beulah Street >> Early Morning

[Hakuba awakes in a bed that isn't his own and runs a quick check in the room and on his person for his handgun, which is nowhere to be found. He spends a few additional minutes searching for bugs of any kind.]

[Eventually, he gives up and dresses in the clothes provided to him - which aren't all that different from his own, to be honest - and makes his way cautiously downstairs to inspect the perimeter. Anybody home?]

II. Phone >> Mid-Morning

[When Hakuba gets on the phone his voice is clear and even, practically detached. He sounds almost as if he is reading off of a report by rote.]

As I have been led to believe that my current situation is a wide-spread one, I would like to request any pertinent data as to our location, our captors, and their motives. Any additional information that anyone could provide as to the types, and levels of enforcement currently in place would also be much appreciated.

[His tone turns faintly irritable now as he continues.] And if my abductors are listening as well, I would like my grandfather's pocket watch back.

III. Action >> around town >> Noon

[Hakuba has been stopped in his investigation of the town by a drone adult that wants to know why he isn't "in school, young man!" He is attempting to explain himself to them with little luck.]

No, I've just said I don't go to school anymo-- well, yes, I suppose in the strictly legal sense of the word I am still classified as a child but I---

IV. Action >> Library >> Evening

[Hakuba is sitting at a table with a large stack of books, pertaining to details of the town's "history" and such, a few of them open around him. In a notebook in front of him he is sketching a rough map of the town from his explorations earlier in the day, making tiny, illegible notes in the margins as he goes.]

A ] ACTION | 952 Beulah Street | morning

[ This isn’t how Juliet wants to start her mornings. She prefers to wake up to the familiar sound of her alarm clock, and if he'd stayed the night, possibly snuggle up to Shawn for a few indulgent minutes longer before getting up and padding into the kitchen to make coffee. What Juliet doesn't want is to find herself in some strange house she's never seen before, with no memory of how she'd gotten here. This is the creepiest thing that has happened to her yet, and that's saying something. She has no idea who is responsible for this or how they had gotten to her, but she isn't going down without a fight. Muscles tense, she tries to stay as silent as possible as she moves slowly along the unfamiliar hallways. She's never wanted back-up more than this moment. ]


B ] PHONE | late morning | unfiltered

[ Okay, creepy. Really. Her initial shock and dread now somewhat abated, Juliet finds herself bemused and… well, creeped out. Come on, how often does something like this happen? How does something like this happen? It’s like that one weird X-Files episode she once saw, about the picture-perfect, Stepfordian community that housed some kind of man-eating monster in the sewers. Or was it in the dirt? Okay, maybe not quite like that. She doesn’t know about the monster part, but what she can see from the windows of the house seems to testify on behalf of the picture-perfect bit, at least. Maybe this is all just one big nightmare that she’ll wake up from any minute now? No more pizza for her after 7 PM, no matter what Shawn says. ]

So, I don’t suppose anyone here can tell me the way back to Santa Barbara? Anyone at all? It doesn't even have to be that specific, just somewhere in the southern California region would do. Or Miami, maybe? I owe the parents a visit, anyway.

[ She tries to go for light and breezy, but the attempt to sound unaffected falls a little flat towards the end - never mind the fact that she's totally rambling. Clearing her throat, Juliet steadies herself and speaks more firmly, like the professional that she is. ]

Or failing that, the local police station. There is one around here, right?

[ There’s a long pause before she speaks again, somewhat hesitant and a touch worried. Hey, it’s worth a shot. It’s not like the capricious psychic has never popped up unexpectedly in strange places before. ]

...Shawn? Any chance that you’re here, somewhere?

Part A | 947 Beulah Street | Friday morning

[After being woken up by an early morning scream, Applejack has to learn to deal with the fact she's now one of those hue-mins that are everywhere here in Mayfield.

She moves to get out of the bed and tries to stand up on two legs. Only to immediately fall flat on her face with a loud *THUMP*. There was no gracefulness or no poise, nor is there any flailing with confused shouting. Just up and then down. Which accounts for not only the loud thud that EVERYBODY must have heard in the house, and even possibly a few people outside, but also for the slight tremor of the room shaking that closer inhabitants might feel. But in case you didn't hear the sound of a pony in a vocaloid body falling over, you will definitely hear what comes next.]

CARNSARN IT!! How in the hay do they do this?!

Part B | Bakery | Early afternoon

[So! This is new. Applejack has got that walking thing down. Has had the situation basically explained to her, and even has her hat back for the duration of whatever is going on. So what does she decide to do? Well, go to work it seems.

For once she can freely move in the bakery with no worries about any of the drone workers or drone customers trying to shoo the 'dog' outside. If she's stuck like this for awhile, might as well take advantage of it.

Of course this may be easier said than done. Sure she can reach the shelves without a step stool to get the ingredients and tools, but HANDS and FINGERS they just....WIGGLE all over the place. She'd try her usual methods of making a pie if the fact she no longer has her tail or that the jaw and teeth strength in this body is pretty laughable and just not reliable. So, there's a lot of banging, crashing, and other such noises as she's constantly knocking over things, dropping things, or just generally messing up as she tries to make a simple apple pie.

So if you head into the bakery, you're likely hear someone complaining loudly in Rin's voice, but with an Ozarks accent. Or maybe you're (un)lucky enough to catch her as she just finished her pie baking attempts and bringing out some weirdly looking apple pies while she herself is covered in flour, dough, and other ingredients for an apple pie. Well hopefully just the ingredients for an apple pie.

Despite all this, if she sees you're a customer, she'll put on her biggest smile and greet you with a hearty hello! After all, just because she's having a bad day doesn't mean she should take it out on the customers.]

Part C | The park | Early evening

[Applejack has had a very weird day, everything has just been so.....DIFFERENT with this body. As much as she tried to barrel on through the day pretending to ignore it, it didn't change the fact that everything was still so WEIRD for her. Nothing felt right and it's finally starting to wear on her nerves.

Which is why she's in the park. Among nature, the early evening sun setting, the wind blowing through the grass, and in the shade of a large tree, this is how Applejack tries to regain some sense of composure.

And it's working out pretty well. Sitting with her back against the tree, feeling the ground underneath her bare feet, a sense of calm is finally returning to her.

Feel free to interrupt this, but if you don't, eventually Applejack will get up from against the tree, put her shoes back on, and then glance around to make sure NO ONE is looking before taking a deep breath and launching a kick at the tree as if to try and applebuck it. The kick is pretty swift, as is the reaction of her falling onto her back and instinctively clutching the leg to her chest as she rocks in pain.]

OW OW OW OW OW! Are all hue-min legs this weak or did Ah just got unlucky in the body swap lottery today!!

Part D | Anywhere | In between the other parts

[Applejack is walking around town to get use to being a hue-min at the moment. She's kinda keeping an eye out for friends and housemates, but really, she's just trying to get a handle on walking on two legs and being so high up in the air. She grabbed some rather plain clothes from out of the clothes available at Rin's house, which turned out to actually be Len's standard outfit, and after running into Rin in her body, got her hat back to wear.

...So there's Rin walking down the street, dressed as Len, with a Stetson cowboy hat. Do you approach?]

((OOC note: All replies will be from apples_to_oranges!))