First Shot

[crystalrazing]

[Action -502 Ricardo Street/Surrounding Houses-]

[The first thing Natsuki noticed was the smell of burned wood. She immediately jumps out of bed and-- wait. This definitely isn't her bed. Or her room. The place is a wreck; the closet and dressers have been ransacked, everything torn apart; the same can be said for the rest of the house. There are

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[godisachild]

[He hadn't journeyed far from the burnt out husk of his "home". Really, he had just been looking around to see if there was any real way to start getting out of the area without running into any of the Hazmats. For the moment, most of the paths had appeared clear.

Still, he wanted to go back to see if he could salvage anything from the wreckage. He doubted he could, but that didn't mean he couldn't try.

Needless to say, he's surprised, and a bit agitated, to find some new woman digging around.]

What are you doing?

[crystalrazing]

[She pauses, looking up at Pokey.]

Looking for a phone, or some other means of communication. What does it look like?

[godisachild]

Okay. Wanna tell me why you're doing it in the ruins of my house, instead of going and knocking on the door of a standing house, like any sane person would?

[crystalrazing]

[Her eyes narrow just a bit. Could this kid be a rogue Slave Lord?]

This is your house? I just woke up here a few minutes ago.

[godisachild]

[His shoulders just fall for a moment as he stares at Natsuki.]

Oh come on! The town's STILL teleporting people in? Now?

[crystalrazing]

Teleporting...? [Yeah, that doesn't sound good.]

Hey, can you tell me what's going on with this place?

[godisachild]

[He's just going to stare at you a moment before looking out across the streets. He's like a little animal, clearly terrified and feeling hunted.]

Alright. Here's the short version of this: you've been teleported to some town called Mayfield. It seems to be an encapsulated dimension: you walk across the entire town, you come back out the other side. You can't leave.

We're expected to act like we're out of a family sitcom from the 50s or some crap. If we don't, we get droned: that is, we lose our free will for a short time and become these sappy, stupid people.

[He pauses, looking uncomfortably around the wreckage.]

And sometimes crap happens in the town that gets really out of hand.

[crystalrazing]

[A frown crosses her face as Pokey explains; it's not much to go on, but it does explain a couple of things.]

Who brought us here? Do you know what they want?

[godisachild]

For the actual who? We assume a kid named Lucy Smith. We don't know exactly HOW, but I think she's probably some form of powerful psychic.

As for why? No friggin' clue.

[crystalrazing]

Smith... [Yeah, that name does not sit well with her. Could Schwartz really be behind all this?]

Well, thank you for the information. And... er. I apologize for appearing in this house so suddenly.

[godisachild]

Oh, well you're gonna love this then.

Welcome to your new home!

[crystalrazing]

... What?

[godisachild]

Remember the family thing I was talking about?

When you get brought here, you get put in a new "family". You're expected to live in the same house with them.

This would be "ours".

[crystalrazing]

[... Well then.]

No offense meant, but there's no way I'm playing house with people I don't even know.

[godisachild]

Then enjoy getting droned after a few days away. It's a real treat.

[crystalrazing]

"Droned"?