eighth experiment
[PHONE]
[There's some muttering and mumbling as Mao picks up the phone, mostly having to do with what happened last week. You won't be able to make out much before he actually addresses you, but there is something that sounds like "never drinking milk again".]
...To those who saw me last week? That. Never. Happened. If you say it did, I'll rearrange your senses so you smell colors and feel pungent smells and then set you loose on Mayfield, got it?
[ACTION; locked to housemates (and maybe Almaz, if he's in the house)]
[After he makes the call above, Mao heads off to the living room, where he finds...a box.
Large enough to fit a sword.
He quickly sets about to tearing it open, and upon seeing the regain in the box, grins before lifting out a particular sword.]
It's not Yoshitsuna, but it'll have to do.
[Oh, Scramasax, he missed you.]
[ACTION; around Mayfield]
[That's right, y'all, Mao has a sword back. Then again, that's painfully obvious already, as he's already carrying it in his hand and looking rather cheerful, for once. He can be found:
A.) At the park, or rather, a remote spot somewhere in the park. While he hasn't regained any of his levels yet, he is already having quite a lot of fun, slicing trees apart.
...well, not easily, but still.
B.) Vandalizing the place. No, seriously. He figures that it's high time he got around to doing this, and is now happily vandalizing away. There's a spray paint can in his hand as he draws something that the drones are not going to be happy to look at, and is whistling while he works.
C.) Of course, he gets droned later in the day for said crimes. It's just for a few hours, but still, seeing Mao actually smiling and politely greeting people is more than just a little disturbing. In fact, it's a lot creepier than his usual abrasive personality.]
[PHONE YET AGAIN]
[Some time after the droning wears off...]
So that's what it feels like to be droned? Hmm...interesting. I'll have to do more research into it than I first thought.
Was anyone here droned as well?
[There's some muttering and mumbling as Mao picks up the phone, mostly having to do with what happened last week. You won't be able to make out much before he actually addresses you, but there is something that sounds like "never drinking milk again".]
...To those who saw me last week? That. Never. Happened. If you say it did, I'll rearrange your senses so you smell colors and feel pungent smells and then set you loose on Mayfield, got it?
[ACTION; locked to housemates (and maybe Almaz, if he's in the house)]
[After he makes the call above, Mao heads off to the living room, where he finds...a box.
Large enough to fit a sword.
He quickly sets about to tearing it open, and upon seeing the regain in the box, grins before lifting out a particular sword.]
It's not Yoshitsuna, but it'll have to do.
[Oh, Scramasax, he missed you.]
[ACTION; around Mayfield]
[That's right, y'all, Mao has a sword back. Then again, that's painfully obvious already, as he's already carrying it in his hand and looking rather cheerful, for once. He can be found:
A.) At the park, or rather, a remote spot somewhere in the park. While he hasn't regained any of his levels yet, he is already having quite a lot of fun, slicing trees apart.
...well, not easily, but still.
B.) Vandalizing the place. No, seriously. He figures that it's high time he got around to doing this, and is now happily vandalizing away. There's a spray paint can in his hand as he draws something that the drones are not going to be happy to look at, and is whistling while he works.
C.) Of course, he gets droned later in the day for said crimes. It's just for a few hours, but still, seeing Mao actually smiling and politely greeting people is more than just a little disturbing. In fact, it's a lot creepier than his usual abrasive personality.]
[PHONE YET AGAIN]
[Some time after the droning wears off...]
So that's what it feels like to be droned? Hmm...interesting. I'll have to do more research into it than I first thought.
Was anyone here droned as well?