[Action A - 458 Stone Street, Morning]

[Dakki hadn't been sleeping, not since she had lost her friends to the fun house. CASTs could go without for quite a while. Perhaps it wasn't unusual. But what was worth staying awake for in a town with the sleepy sort of evenings that Mayfield brought? Guilt. Guilt was worth staying up for.

She was on her third cup of tea as the day dawned and the milk was delivered. She was busy dumping that milk down the sink, same as every other morning, when she was sure that she heard something else on the doorstep. Out she went, taking the milk bottles with her... and there it was, a box with her name on it. A box. And a fair-sized one, too. Down went the bottles. Up into the arms went the delivery. And in to the living room she went to open it up.]

Ohh...

[Her Deathmakers. Two beautiful A-Rank twin handguns. Her loyal partners through so many battles. She picked them up, one for each hand, pleased to feel their weight in her hands once again.]

...where were you before?

[But what good would they have done, really? What use were weapons against this town's tricks and traps? Why couldn't the problem be something that she could just shoot?]

[Action B - 458 Stone Street, Afternoon and later]

[She ought to have gone somewhere for some target practice. She ought to have gone to the fair to empty her firearm's reactors into that wretched fun house. But somehow, she didn't feel that any of that was in her. Or that any of it was at all useful. So she was on the front porch of the house, shaded safely from the sun, with her yarn and her knitting needles. Not a lot of knitting was happening, though. She'd complete a few rows here and there... but mostly she'd stare of into the distance. Occasionally, she'd sigh.]

[Phone, Evening]

It's probably far too late to give the warning now... don't explore the fun house. Don't go into it. I've heard the other calls go out... if people are missing? They probably went in and didn't come out. I've lost two friends so far. Please... please. Don't go in there if you don't have to.

A. [Action - Outside 456 Stone]

[It'd been nearly three whole days since Miss Elizaveta and Miss Clover had gone out. Neither one of them had mentioned how long they were going to be, but it was still a little concerning. In the whole time Austria had been here neither of them stayed away from the house too long and they always slept there at night.

Austria was perfectly capable of taking care of himself though. He'd been doing it for a few centuries after all. Miss Elizaveta was nice enough to leave some food in the house before she left so he didn't need to start scavenging or anything yet. Still, he wasn't used to being this lonely these days. Even back home he'd had Switzerland to stay with him or Hungary to beat on him.

And he'd grown to really like Miss Elizaveta especially... being alone wasn't very fun at all.

Austria will sit outside the front of the house waiting for either one of them to come home.]


B. [Phone]

[Austria had seen both Miss Elizaveta and Clover play with this thing. Clover especially liked yelling into it and sometimes it seemed like it was yelling back at her from her reaction. Maybe it would yell at him too if he talked to it!

So, getting a chair and pushing it over to where the phone is, Austria will climb up and try to work with it.]

Hallo? [Austria smacks the receiver a few times with his hand.] Halllooooo?

[Phone]

[Oh, damn, you can almost hear Clover breathing into the receiver.] Mother of shit.

I just looked at the goddamn calendar.

[Whatever this is about, it must be serious. She sounds absolutely mindblown.]






My birthday was last motherfuckin' week.

Thanks a bunch, Mayfield! Lovin' my time here, ya know?! God, fuck this town.

[Action A - 460 Stone Street, morning - locked to housemates]
[Kono's back in Mayfield - and she shoots up in bed, gasping for air.  She's obviously disoriented, eyes darting around the room wildly as she tries to control her panic.  She was just drowning, and now she's in bed?

It won't take her long to make the horrible realization that she's back in Mayfield.  Somehow, that seems worse than drowning. 

This house doesn't seem exactly the same as she remembers, so she's going to look around a bit.  She has a shell-shocked expression on her face.  How can she be back?]


[Action B - John Doe Park, early afternoon]
[Funny how things repeat themselves.  Kono found herself sitting on this same bench the day she first arrived in Mayfield.  She's sitting, brooding and slumped down.  Feel free to stop to talk to her or try to cheer her up.  She'll talk if you make the effort.]


[Phone]
This is Kono.  Back again, apparently.  How much has happened since I was gone?  Has anybody figured out anything else about how Mayfield works?

Please tell me there weren't any more zombies.

[Phone]

Uh. Sorry for bein' an asshole the past week or so. I mean, yeah, everyone was actin' weird, but-

[But she feels she has to apologise for being so unnecessarily awful, even if everyone knows why she was acting that way. Because, when she thinks about it, she gets the feeling whatever happened to make her like that couldn't have been that significant.

When she thinks about it, she wasn't even acting that different.]

... But hey. Don't want anybody thinkin' I just go around beatin' people up for kicks and pickin' on little kids. I ain't like that.

Unless ya deserve it. Like... like What's-His-Face. Dude who's always bein' totally fuckin' creepy on the phone, all "Ooo, but are you sure about your truuue seeeeelves?" That guy.

He's a dick.


( Action: Mayfield High )

( AU Information and introspection under cut. )

[ACTION - A (In and Around 458 Stone, Morning, HOUSEMATES)]

[Gat's busy taking care of house chores. Much as he'd rather be outside the house doing things other than being here with this woman who sees him as an arch-nemesis, this house was a shared living space. There's Chen to think about, and the drone human kids, too. He's got some responsibility to keep house.]

[ACTION - B (Mayfield Firehouse, Afternoon, OPEN TO ALL)]

[Where the technology of Mayfield's era once left Gat a little awkward due to its relative primitiveness compared to that of Gurhal and Coral's, he's now more confounded by it because much if it is actually more advanced than the technology Coralian civilization is capable of producing after the Great Blank.]

[This isn't exactly a good switch-up when you're trying to check the fire engine's ... engine ... for problems.]

[Are you a fellow firefighter? Or just passing by the firehouse? Feel free to bug the RAcast!]

[ACTION - C (Shooting Range, Evening, OPEN TO ALL)]

[When you're living with a woman who thinks you're her arch-nemesis and is more than ready to kill you to satisfy her deep-seated grudges, it pays to keep your own fighting skills at top notch. Which is why, while Dakki's out spending time training or exercising her skills as a Hunter, Gat's doing the same as a Ranger. Even though he has a strange mechgun that was sent to him for Christmas last year, Gat's preferring to train with whatever weapons are at hand—mostly shotguns and hunting rifles. As might be expected of an android, he's not a bad shot—but it looks like he's working on his timing and speed more than his aim.]

[ACTION - D (Anywhere in Mayfield, Evening/Night, OPEN TO ALL)]

[Rather than go home, Gat's decided to take some time to explore the town. Not necessarily to get a feel for the lay of the land—he'd already done that a few times, especially after he got this strange non-Coralian CAST body. It's mostly exploring for the sake of exploring—and the closest thing he'll get in a town such as this to the lifestyle he led in the post-Great Blank world, drifting from one town to the next.]

[Given the increase in violence in the town recently, though (to say nothing of Dakki's behavior), he's not letting his guard down.]

[at 456 Stone st]

[It's pretty obvious by now that the house hasn't been cleaned over the weekend. There are dishes in the sink, some toys in the living room, and plates with leftover cake lying around. And there's also a visibly irate young woman standing at the foot of the half fixed staircase, banging a wooden spoon against the wall.]

Do you know how many people live in this house? Not just me, that's for sure! And just because I don't mind the occasional mess [that she's been cleaning up until the memory corruption] this doesn't mean we have to live like pigs. I'm not picking up after anyone!


[Outside 456 Stone st, and visible in the backyard]

[Guess who has assembled and lined up a neat row of rifles and a couple of pistols? This country here. She's exchanged her pretty dress for her uniform pants and a tanktop, and she's done lining up targets all over the yard.]

We're not going back inside until you hit bulls eye in every target. I won't always be around to protect you children, you know.

Tonight, I'm making men out of you!

[AU info: Hungary is currently in her teenage years, at least in her head. She also firmly believes she's a guy (still)]

( AU Information )

[Action A - Locked to residents of 458 Stone Street, Morning of June 1st]

[Dakki awakened from sleep mode, and immediately felt disoriented. Where was this? This wasn't the base. This wasn't the small room that she kept for herself. This was... oh, damn it, this was Mayfield again, wasn't it?]

Curse it...

[And opening her eyes and feeling about lead her to an additional unpleasant conclusion. That wretched Falk Gatt was still her housemate. And still in the same bed with her. With a disgusted noise she gave him a hard kick, then tossed the blankets aside, rising swiftly.]

I'll never be rid of you, will I? Hmmph!

[Action B - Around Town, Any Day]

[Some things will always be the same. Whether or not she has someone to give her orders and missions to fulfill, she must keep herself in proper fighting form. As such, she has considerably stepped up her regular workout routine. While Dakki can usually be found out jogging, she's doing it with much more intensity today. And if she's not jogging, she's out in the park or at the ball field, taking advantage of the open space to practice her swordplay.

[Action C - Makeout Point, Any Late Evening]

[She wanted to be alone, and there was no "alone" to be had down in the town proper. And certainly not in that horrible little house she had to share with her horrible rival. From here, she could sit and watch the stars.

She always liked the stars. And the nighttime. And the sound of the wind in the trees. Though she'd hate to have to admit it to anyone.]

[A - Action; 461 Stone

Len's paper-delivering bicycle is parked on the sidewalk in front of 461 Stone, and he is standing next to it, staring thoughtfully at it with crossed arms. He's tapping his foot lightly as he thinks.]

♪ Well, the first thing to do is to look for clues. Or maybe the second thing, I'll need to find my new lodgings, won't I? Ah, if only I had my loupe...!

[B - Phone]

♪ Hello - if we haven't met yet, my name is Len Kagamine. Until today, I had been assigned by Mayfield to the house at 461 Stone Street; but when I tried to go home today, the drones who used to think I was family, greeted me as if I was a stranger! My picture isn't on any of the walls, even though my "father", who has now unfortunately been droned, still does. My expert deduction is that I must have been assigned new living quarters. Only one mystery remains: where, exactly, do I live now?

If any of you have had a blonde boy with a ponytail, aged about fourteen, appear in your family portraits today, I would appreciate it if you would let me know. I may be your new housemate.



((Len is AU'd into a self-proclaimed "world's greatest detective" ala this video, and also dealing with his housing change! He now lives at 1331 Benny. Replies will come from delusionaldetective.))

[Phone]

Ah... Prom's getting closer, isn't it? And there's so much preparation left to do! But this isn't about dresses, or dates... I've volunteered to help with the refreshments! But I might already be out of ideas. I'm not much of a cook, and apparently, the food that the town's cookbooks recommend making isn't actually that good? I want this to be good! I want this to be a night to remember.

If anyone has any suggestions for food that they'd like to see at the prom, please tell me! And oh, I'm also looking for people to help prepare things, too. I'm only one person. It's going to be a big party. If we all pitch in, I'm sure it'll be fine. Right?

[Action A - Mayfield General Store - Late morning]

[The purple android is ambling up and down the rows of goods, taking notes on a note pad. There's no real need to do groceries, and no need to buy the things she needs just yet... things might go bad in the meanwhile. But she has to figure out if she can afford all the food that she intends on making...]

Maybe I'll ask everyone for donations...

[...this is probably the third time that she's been down the produce aisle.]

[Action B - The park, early afternoon]

[Well. This is new. When you catch Dakki in the park she's usually going for a jog or getting in some open-air weapon practice. Today she's sitting on a bench, looking tired. There's a notepad on her lap, that she occasionally flips back open and reads... but it doesn't take much of that to make her groan and flip it shut again.

She had totally tackled a De Ragan far larger than she had imagined.]

[Action C - 458 Stone Street - afternoon]

[Enough about food! Enough for one day! Dakki had arrived home and simply tossed all her plans onto the table, before heading out to the back yard to blow off some steam. After some warm-up stretches, she pulls her photon saber from storage so she can practice her swordplay. Or her stances and basic motions, at least. It had been much too long since the town had a violent event. It seemed more important than ever to try to be ready.]

[Phone]

Y'guys can't be serious about prom, c'mon. I mean, I guess I get the people who don't know about it bein' excited, except that's also dumb as hell because ya don't know about it! It's nothin' to get excited over, believe me.

The people who do know, though? You're even dumber. For fuck's sake, I haven't been here that long, and I can tell ya one thing: prom is the kinda thing Mayfield would take as prime mindfuck material. But hey, maybe anyone who turns up is enough of a moron to deserve whatever happens!

I'll be stayin' home, thank ya very much.

[A. Action - 456 Stone - Early Afternoon]

[Waking up, Austria had the feeling he'd accidentally slept much too long. It wasn't his fault though, he'd worked very hard yesterday and it had made him really tired, besides that his dream had been very nice. Still he was sure neither of those excuses would be acceptable to Switzerland.

With a yawn and clumsy rub of his eyes he rolled out of the strange bed he'd woken up in and wandered out of the unfamiliar room sleepily, not bothering to pay much attention to his new surroundings.

He had much more important things to think about, like how mad Switzerland would be at him, Austria really didn't like to disappoint him. Tomorrow to make up for he'll promise Switzerland to just wake up twice as early! That being said...

Eh?

Austria didn't notice the ill placed stairs in the house until he was already tumbling down them.]

[B. Action - Around Town - Afternoon]

[So he was stuck here, huh? Mayfield was different from home...

A lot different.

But the only way to get used to it was to explore it right? So armed with a stick he found in the backyard, Austria will just poke at things around town to ascertain their dangerousness... level.

This mailbox, that car, those people:  all going to get a hesitant prod.]


[C. Action - Bakery - Late Afternoon]

[Austria's pretty much lost after walking around town. He tried to find his way back to the house he'd woken up in, but just kept going around in circles until he came to the bakery. He'll just keep his face smushed up against the glass and look at the pretty cakes until Switzerland comes to get him like he always does.]

...

[Except Swtizerland's not here, is he... so no one was going to come looking for him and wonder why he hadn't come home yet were they?
Tears are welling up in his eyes at just the thought. ]

Action: Outside 458 Stone Street

(See this cat girl flying around her house? This time, she's flying around for a reason: she's tending to her soybean plants! And she has a lot of them! She will make them grow and tend to them and love them and make many many things with them!

...what do you mean cats don't know how to make tofu?! Of course Chen knows how to make it! Her master taught her a long time ago, but nonetheless, flying cat girl watering her plants. Care to approach?)

Phone

Hi everyone! I'm Chen! And Mayfield did something really nice to me: it gave me soybean plants! I used to take care of them a lot with Ran-sama back home and she taught me everything I know.

And I'll be able to cook tofu! Because Ran-sama taught me that, too! If you're hungry, come by 458 Stone Street; that's where I'll be!

[Action: 457 Stone]

[Bail is... rather surprised to wake up next to someone who most decidedly is not Breha. He stands up, trying to keep his composure.]

Pardon me, there seems to have been some sort of mixup.

[He wanders down the stairs, becoming increasingly disturbed by what he finds as he reaches the family photos]

This isn't right at all...

[Action: Around Mayfield]

[Bail has dressed himself in the clothing available in the closet. Including the sweater vest. Now has out trying to get a feel for this place]

Excuse me, do you have a moment?

[Action: Library]

[Bail is wandering the stacks, trying to find something useful. This being the Mayfield library, he's not having much look.]

[ ACTION: 462 STONE ]

[ When "Mother" woke her up for school this morning, her instinctive reaction? Was to bar the door with as much furniture as possible and start tearing apart the room she'd found herself in. And that's when she discovered the photo album beside the bed, filled with images of her and her ~happy family memories~ ... and not a single image of her actual family. Her parents, her brothers, not even her adopted brother, Jace.

And search as she might, not a stele or seraph blade to be seen.  She'd been stripped of every weapon, even the one that had been strapped to her thigh.

She flumped down hard on the bed, staring at the topmost picture, and rubbing at her temple, trying to figure out what in the world could have happened to make her hallucinate this bad. It hit her with a groan, and she dropped the album next to her on the quilt. ]

Great. Demon poison. Juuuuust the cherry on top of an already perfect day.

[ Further movement outside the door caused her to perk her head up again, and this time, she slid to her feet and looked around the room for anything that might serve as a weapon. A long silver baton looked like it would do the trick - even if it had two very not-intimidating tassels hanging off either end. Holding the baton like a bat, she shoved the furniture tower aside with a swift kick, and threw the door open. ]

[ ACTION: MAYFIELD HIGH ]

[ Yeah, fuck this noise. The mindless student body and faculty manages to be ten times more creepy than even the picket fence routine, so Izzy doesn't even make it to lunch period before she decides to make a break for it. She slips out for a 'drink' and then makes her way through the halls, casting surreptitious glances around as she attempts to locate the closest door out of here without being spotted.

This was all way easier when she could turn invisible. :|

Feel free to intercept her in the halls as a teacher catching her, or a fellow student. … Somebody should probably warn her about this droning procedure thing before she skips and finds out the hard way. ]

[Action; 456 Stone Street]

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[Action; Stone Street]

[If you're outside, you might just notice Clover running out her front door with little apparent regard for what lies in front of her, judging by how she nearly knocked the poor door off its hinges in her rush to get out.

It's hard not to be in a hurry when you're being chased by a horde of angry bees.]


[Phone]

[Later, after she's gotten out of her predicament, Clover decides a phone call would be a good idea.] Yo, guys. I just wanna--

[Wait, what was she even going to say? Was she just gonna go "Hey, Equius, when you were here before, we sparred a bunch and now I'm freakishly strong again so we could give that another go!"? "Fang, get your ass over here and watch me knock out this idiot drone in one punch"? Ugh, she really should have thought this through better, she tells herself as her free hand idly slides off the back of her neck and, without thinking, she smacks the table in--

CRASH.]

Oh, shit.

[Barton doesn't usually use the phone much, but she figured she better make this call.]

... Heinz Doofenschmirtz is droned. For good. His stuff's all gone.

...

Does anyone have garage space I can borrow? Damn drone kicked me out and tossed out all my stuff. "Not fit for young ladies", my ass.

---

[Later, housemates and passersby will find Barton out on the driveway and lawn, sorting her tools and projects, looking them over, and boxing them up. She'll be using her telekinesis to move the bigger things. Why yes, that box is floating over the lawn.

She'll also be sitting with a drawing pad, sketching out some plans. With Gohan's beach under way, she might not have much room. But if she can't use that garage, she'll just build her own work shed. Feel free to stop by/pester/etc.]