[A: Action; Early Morning; 917 Bilko]

[Rapunzel has been uncharacteristically quiet since the Carnival. It was... A big growth experience for her, and it forced her to see Mayfield's true nature. A lot changed, and yet... Nothing did. She's still stuck here, and she's finally coming around to decide she'll make the most of it, and do the best she can to help people. She really is a resilient lady.

What she finds in the mail that morning helps. First her guitar, which gets a smile, and then... Something that makes her shriek in delight.

Deja vu. Yep, Pascal is back.]

[B: Action; Morning to Dusk; John Doe Park]

[Rapunzel can be found in the park for the rest of the day, playing old, whimsical tunes on her guitar for herself and Pascal and anyone else who cares to listen.]

[C: Phone; Evening]

Hi, it's Rapunzel. I haven't really used this much since-- Well, how is everyone?

- 1671 Nelson | Locked to Housemates -

[Olivier is in the kitchen having her morning cup of coffee when she notices that the refrigerator is full of an outrageous number of casseroles and baked good, her immediate reaction is to head for the calendar, and once she sees the date, she lets out a string of curses and growls. Dare to approach, housemates?]

- A | Outside 1671 Nelson -

[After settling down enough to think straight, Olivier heads out for her morning run and training, but she is stopped short by two boxes sitting on the porch with her name on them. She opens the small one first, to find a set of white gloves, but the left one is covered in blood. She smirks a bit at them and tucks them away in her pocket.]

[She shakes the second box, and it gives a bit of a rattle. She rips it open to find a toy tank. It doesn't take her long to open the garage door and find the real tank the toy had represented.]

It's like the Postman is telling me to take action.

- B | Streets of Mayfield -

[There is a tank roving the streets, and it might just get dangerously close to you or your car before stopping. Once you're out of the way, it will continue on unless you're loud enough for the driver to hear you, or violent enough to get her attention.]

- C | John Doe Park -

[The tank is parked as close to the statue of the mayor as Olivier could get it, and she sits on top of it, staring at the statue and mumbling to herself.]

I was already droned two week, what's another few days for destroying this thing?

[phone]
Oh, marvelous, it's August again.  My favorite time of the year.

Students, I hope you've been working on your summer assignments.  Adult men, I hope you're prepared to be perfect gentlemen when we all find ourselves floundering in that ghastly hotel.  Anything else to expect this month?  No?  On to business, then.

I'm sure we're all very distracted by talking pony parties and pool parties and platter parties and inpourings of perpetually perplexed new populations, but has anyone made any effort whatsoever to sort out that business from last month or are we still playing the game where we ignore all interesting information in favor of smashing random objects we find in the dairy?  I don't mind that game; of course, quite invigorating, good for the vasculature, but it might be worth trying a different approach at some point in time.  I venture to suggest today, if no one's too busy holding competitions to see who looks the most absurd absent their clothing.

[action, 726 Anderson Lane]
[Susan can be found hanging up black cloaks and other assorted clothing in uniform crepuscular shades around the house where garish green was all there was formerly to see.  A welcome change, in her opinion; she'd missed her wardrobe from home, even if everything looked exactly the same as the black cloak she had commissioned here in Mayfield.

Still, she pauses for a moment as she handles an emerald-green cloak, never worn, hanging in the hall closet since the previous Christmas.  ...It goes back on the rack after a bit.  And she'll only push it back behind the others an inch or two.]

[action, park]
[A rather unusual sight in the park later on that week.  Somehow, Miss Susan the English teacher has been cajoled into reading a nice story for a small group of drones.]

And so, adding conspiracy and first-degree murder to their trespass and property damage charges, Hansel and Gretel pushed the old woman into the oven and ignored her anguished screams as they left the house of gingerbread, naturally taking all of her valuables with them as they went.  With these illicit goods, they reunited with their criminally negligent father, but not, surprisingly, their 'wicked' stepmother, who had mysteriously vanished in the space of the two nights in which the children were gone, leaving the father sole keeper of his property and remaining funds and raising suspicion as to who it was had devised the plan to leave the children in the forest in the first place.

But it doesn't matter, because they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

[The drones seem quite pleased with her recitation, at any rate.]

[Phone | Open]

Humm...it seems I'm quite curious once again. [and feeling a bit...trolly and in weird mood.] The subject of families. Decribe them to me. I have no idea what it's like, so feel free to be as descriptive as you like.

[okay he did, but Dainn was never 100% sure what he felt about his own family. feeling something such as love was unknown to the Immortal.]

...you're also free to use your families here in Mayfield or your real ones, of course.


[Action | John Doe Park | Night time]

[the Shadow Immortal is once again out and about at night. the park is slowly becoming his haunt lately but he doesn't particularly mind.

but it seems he's actually looking for someone this time. in this case some poor drone who's stupid enough to be out at night. hey he needs a pick me up, okay? and tomato juice tastes terrible.

though if someone wants to join the vampire, he won't mind. just don't call him out on what he's doing >_>]

[A: Hardware Store (Open to All)]

[Clearly after you've died, had a breakdown about it, and stayed in hiding with your brother for a couple of weeks, the healthiest way to move on is to pretend it never happened and do something foolish to alleviate the tension. He doesn't want to discuss serious topics any more, he doesn't want to see the people he cares about in pain. He wants smiles and laughter again, so it's his job to make it happen. His usual targets and endeavours didn't appeal, and it was the heat of the summer that drew him to this idea.

Having raided Abel's wallet that morning, he's shopping in the hardware store for things all children need to enjoy the holidays. Several planks of wood, some rope, white sheets, castors, tools and paint. Ask him what he intends to do with his haul? Or help him carry it?]

[B: Church (Open to All)]

[Having left his supplies safely hidden outside, Cain is creeping into the cool interior of the church. He doesn't really want to risk any possible serious conversations, so he's trying to be quiet as a mouse and sneaky as a ninja to avoid everyone. He's aiming to raid the sweets and cakes stash that Ciel and Abel keep in the kitchen. Hopefully he won't get caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar...!]

[C: Park (Open to All)]

[Having got his supplies, Cain has somehow managed to drag them all to the park, where he sets about building something. A couple of sweaty hours later, he's managed to make what looks like two rafts on wheels, along with a couple of 'oars' to propel the rafts across the grass. Each raft has a flag. The one Cain is sat on is flying the pirate skull and crossbones, and the other one sports a blank flag.

Cain, wearing an attractive eyepatch and bandanna (read: bits of sheet he has torn up to roughly make these things), shouts out at passersby in a horrifically fake pirate accent.]

AVAST, ME HEARTIES! COME TAKE PART IN THE BATTLE OF THE PARK, THE RACE OF THE GRASS... OR ARE YE LILY-LIVERED? THAR BE A PRIZE FOR THE ONE THAT CAN BEAT ME, THE FIERCE PIRATE CAPTAIN CAIN ONE-EYE!

[Said prize is a basket of stolen cakes and sweets, raided in a very pirate-like fashion from the church earlier. Come one and all to race or mock, your choice.]

[A: Phone (Open to All)]

[It's pretty late at night and Al is at the end of his rope. Ed has been avoiding him, he utterly failed to protect anyone he cared about when the town went to hell, and he was once more trapped in this stupid armour body. His voice is high pitched in a mix of distress and determination, coming all in a rush down the phones.]

I've had enough!

I'm not going to let this town hurt anyone I care about any more, and I'm not going to let anyone else get hurt. I know... I know I can't protect everybody, but I can help teach people who don't know how to protect themselves.

So... come to the park in the morning if you want to learn, and together we can help make sure that we can give this place a really good fight!

[B: Park (Open to All)]

[Sure enough, mid morning finds one Alphonse Elric in the park, ready to teach anyone who shows up. He knows a lot of people here are competent already, and that some wouldn't want his lessons. But if he can help even one person get better at defending themselves, then he's done a good job.]

[C: 1649 Albright Lane (Locked to Ed)]

[He has had more than enough of Ed avoiding him. He knew from others what had happened to Brother during the carnival, and he is furious that Ed hadn't come to find him as soon as it was all over. He has been around himself a few times since, but he always seems to mysteriously miss his big brother.

Not today.

He's hammering on the door loudly, big metal fist making a furious pounding that shakes the door.]

BROTHER! BROTHER, OPEN THE DOOR!

[A. Morning - Household - 754 Partridge Drive]

[Date's things were in the mail that morning when he came out to get it. The first was a package with a remote starter in it and he blinked.] Isn't this...?

[Moving to the garage, he opened it up and whistled at the sight of a RideVendor standing there, missing its cans. Clicking the remote, it shifted into a motorcycle and he pumped his hand in glee.]

Now that's what I'm talking about. Now then what's the other one...

[Opening up the second package, he whistled happily as he pulled out a fancy gun from it.] A birth blaster! Ah, that brings back memories.


[B. All Over Town and Friends Homes]

[Date's zooming around town on the RideVendor, Tanky strapped to the back and the Blaster slung over his shoulder. He's having fun and also he's going to friends places to visit them. After all he just HAD to show it off, right?]


[C. John Doe Park]

[Date's set up targets on a fence and unslings the Birth Blaster. Digging the container into the tank full of medals, he scooped it out and locked and loaded it in. Firing at the cans, he knocked them over one by one with a sound that was a cross between a gun firing and coins pinging.]

[A] - [PHONE]
[Scout sounds really excited about something. What could the reason be?]
Yo! Anyone wanna race me? I got my speed back! And I ain't about t'waste it by not runnin' around circles and bein' real awesome.

I may even be nice 'n letcha get a head start! C'mon, let's do it!

[B] - [ACTION/JOHN DOE PARK]
[As excited as Scout is about getting his speed back, he's not too happy about not being able to jump on top of a gazebo in the middle of the park. If you're in the area, you may see him try really hard to double jump and get some height, but quickly fail and fall back down to the ground.]

Damnit! Why can't I make this?

[action, downtown Mayfield]
[People are, by now, perhaps accustomed to seeing strange green animals that had no business wandering around a 1950s neighborhood doing exactly that.

They may not, however, be accustomed to seeing lumbering green stegosauri being used as large billboards.]

Do you want to be a superhero? You, too, can save countless lives by joining the awesome cool superhero team, the Teen Titans! Auditions Saturday 7/26, 1124 Taylor, all day!

[phone]
~When there's trouble, you know who to caaaaall - TeEn tItANs!!
Mayfield sucks, but we're still standing taaaaaall - TEEN TITANS!!!
We'll beat up Zemekis once and for all.
Then we'll have a buncha tofu dogs...zall
'Cause when the - wait does it still need to rhyme with 'all'? How did this go again? Who even wrote this thing?

I mean, uh. Friends! Mayfieldians! Countrymen! Lend me your video games! This is your chance to shine; that's right, you heard me. For a limited time, you, too, can join the prestigious Jump City based superhero team, the Teen Titans! You don't even hafta be a teen, we'll totally take anyone. The only requirements are that you wanna kick Mayfield's butt. ...And you've gotta be really cool. And if anyone wants to codename themselves Robin, Starfire, Raven, or Cyborg and wear these special costumes I made, that's fine, too. Auditions will be this Saturday at 1124 Taylor, all day.

Oh, and Cain and Terra, you guys're totally my other two judges. I'm the nice guy and Terra's the girl, so Cain, you've gotta be the mean one.

[action, park]
[Beast Boy can be found later that day in the park with what appears to be... a smiling Raven. The apocalypse is surely nigh.]

Hey, Raven. Why do ducks quack?

Gee, Garfield! I don't know!

Sh! I said, call me Beast Boy.

OK, Garfield!

Ugh, no, whatever. Look, they quack 'cause they get all quacked up by my jokes.

Hahahahaha! You're so funny, Garfield! Tell me more!

......Yeah, no, this is totally not gonna work.

[And whenever he gets rid of the drone, Beast Boy sighs a little and sits by the edge of the pond, throwing in little rocks.]

{A: Action - Open to all}
-- location: John Doe Park
-- time: Midday

[A 40 foot long X-wing starfighter doesn't really fit in the average suburban driveway, let alone a two-car garage, so Luke's landed it in the park to tinker with it. He's brought some tools with him and laid them out on the grass, some made by other people in town, some made by himself, and others from the hardware store that he thought looked semi useful. The severe lack of technology here has been a bit frustrating to say the least.

Luke's sitting cross-legged on top of the craft near the astromech droid port with a couple tools, hunched over an open panel. There's a sudden spark and he quickly pulls his hand away.] Ow!


{B: Phone - Open to Kaylee Frye}
-- time: Early evening

Hey, it's me. You want to be spontaneous with me? Let's do something tonight.

[A - 2239 Stevens]

[Hajime goes out to get the mail this morning, and, to his surprise, there are two small packages addressed to him. He knows others have been getting things back from home, so he quickly takes them inside, parks himself at the kitchen table, and opens them up to take a look. At this point, he's not too worried about any potential disastrous effects from his packages--he's already gotten back the worst of what he could regain.

The first, slightly heavier envelope, contains an assortment of odd-looking playing cards. He's clearly pleased as he flips through them; he almost has all of his cards back now. Only the Royal Undead are missing, and as far as he can remember, he never had the King to begin with... The second envelope was roughly the same size, and he's assuming the remaining two cards are in there.

To his surprise, a photograph slides out. He kind of locks up when he sees it; this is really the first he's seen of his adoptive family since he came to Mayfield, and this picture in particular is rather important to him. He likely won't notice anyone coming into the room for a bit and is ripe to be surprised.

[B - John Doe Park]

[Hajime is spending a rather quiet afternoon out in the park. He'll be out through the early evening. You might find him out and about photographing things. He might also be seated on a park bench, changing the film in his camera or examining the cards and photograph he just regained.]

[at and around 1488 Kramden Road - backdated to just before this log Fran]
[ Bel's gotten two new packages today. It's sort of weird that there's two, so he's a bit suspicious.

When he opens the first one, there's a ball of red fire floating inside it. Before his eyes, the fire slowly dissipates and as it turns into nothing, he feels a heat inside of him. A heat that is very familiar to him, and it feels really good to have back.

He raises the hand wearing a ring, and a red flame comes out of it. ]

[Phone - same as above]
[ He sounds so pleased when he speaks into the phone. ]

Guess what the Prince got today~

[John Doe Park - also backdated, but to after]
[ He has summoned Mink out of his box, and now the Mink is sitting perched on his shoulder, flaming tail curled around his neck.

He plays with the ring, making the flame appear and disappear. Raising one of his knives, he coats it with the flame. Yep, it’s great to be back to normal again. ]

Action: Outside 7135 Brooks

(Okay, so things were pretty boring outside of the carnival that left. Asagi's come to accept that, but apparently it meant people were getting things back, so she's been frantically checking the mail for things addressed to her when lo' and behold, stuff! One of them is a package, so once she opens it up...)

Oh, fuck yes! Mommy missed you two so much~

(Yes, she's talking like this to her twin pistols. They've been with her since day one, so getting these back is just wonderful. The other thing, apparently a letter, holds nothing but a photograph of some...light orb thingy? The hell's that all ab-

And suddenly, the words "LEVEL UP" briefly appear over Asagi's head, accompanied by a brief fanfare sound effect. The girl stands there in shock, knowing exactly what just happened.)

My levels! Holy shit, I got my levels back! I am in business now! Ohohohoho!

Action: That place everyone likes blowing upJohn Doe Park

(Hope you weren't planning on a peaceful walk through the park today. Because this girl is pretty much going on a field day with her regained guns Just ignore that transformation part and the poor video quality. Yes, that is her normal firing speed and no, she doesn't seem to be stopping to reload. Care to jump and find out what the hell's going on?)

[Action A - 1649 Albright Lane]

-It was just like last time. Charlie had awoke that morning in an early fashion as he normally did. Getting dressed and going to make a pot of coffee. It was almost a habit by now, but it helped to keep his own mind in check. Pouring himself a small cup he went to sit outside on the front porch.

There it was again. Sitting just at the bottom of the steps, one of those regained items from home... both addressed to-- Oh, he wasn't used to seeing two packages. Setting down his cup, he reached down to pick them up and calmly opened them. Of course, he was met with that symbol code and his eyes narrowed. Shaking his head he set it aside and went to the next package. Opening that one, left a small smile tug at his mouth. He placed the glasses on his face and tidied up the small mess caused from paper bits.-

[Action B - At the park]

-He's decided to spend some time at the park. When the urge to do so strikes him, he can be seen training. A few kicks and punches to the air. Nothing fancy, other than those Flash Kicks he performs now and again. He's doing his best to keep to himself. After all, he didn't wish to accidentally hit someone, as it's been known to happen to him every now and again...

If you're too close, he'll simply stop.-

[Phone!]

Excuse me, Mayfield. An odd request, if you don't mind. I am curious, if any of you out there have anything worth reading? If so... I would very much like to borrow a book or two...

A. [ Action | Outside 3476 Erwin Street ]

[Aria has not had a pleasant morning. On top of waking up to find herself in a strange place, in stranger clothes and an even stranger body beside a random human male she now also has no pants. After having a minor panic attack at how disgustingly primitive everything in the house is she's stolen her husbands pants, stolen a jacket and decided to figure out where she is and what the meaning of all of this is.]

B. [ Action| Olney's Tavern ]

[After being slightly unsettled by the ant-like conformity of Erwin Street, Aria has found the Tavern. If the shouting isn't loud enough to be heard by passers by then she certainly can be heard inside the bar giving the drone a piece of her mind about his service.]

C. [ Action| John Doe Park]

[Seeing as she has no where better to be and the biggest open space happens to be the park, hopefully she can find someone here that isn't going to berate her for wearing pants or wanting a drink.]

[action, 1485 Kramden]
[Yuki awakes.

No sudden start, no jolt out of bed.  Simply an opening of the eyes after an unknown period of time spent unconscious.  ...This is already abnormal enough.  She does not need to sleep.  The possibility that she had died for unknown reasons lingers briefly before a quick scan of her memory banks convinces her otherwise.  No.  From her last moment of consciousness to the present, no reformulation or otherwise manipulation of the data comprising her physical body had occurred.

The last date she remembers is November 10th.  ...Today is, from a calculation of humidity, heat and miniscule differences in ultraviolet wave intensity emitting from the sun, high summer.  Most likely mid-July, considering that Mayfield liked to present itself as a location corresponding to a point in the northeastern United States.  ...Curious.

The girl silently passes out of the room, retrieving a book as she does so.  Though outwardly presenting the same as the residence she last recalled, it appeared she had once again changed addresses.

A few moments of examination and her whereabouts are made clear.  1485 Kramden.  July 14th.  She had been droned for over eight months.]

[phone]
[Near-silent breathing noises and nothing else for a few moments, familiar to anyone who had ever had the pleasure of having a phone conversation with Yuki.]

...This is Nagato.  Yuki Nagato.  Requesting data pertaining to the period of time between November 11th of the previous year and the present.

Information on the recent incident regarding the carnival is particularly desired.  Further requesting permission to observe any physical objects of interest found and recovered.

[action, park]
[After being debriefed on everything she had missed, Yuki will be found resuming her normal activities as if nothing had happened.  ...Her normal activity (singular) consists entirely of seating herself in the park and reading in silence.]