[Code: Fourth entry]
{A: Action - Housemates}
-- location: 1448 Mitchell Road
-- time: Early morning
[Uh oh. Another small package has arrived. Megamind is very nervous about this one as he's now aware of what might be inside. The last few days have been nothing short of traumatic and his distrust of the town has skyrocketed. He thought he liked living here but now he's not so sure.
Megamind slowly approaches the small, tissue-box-sized package sitting on the doorstep and hesitantly picks it up. It's light and that makes him even more nervous. What are the chances that it contains of photo of him in all his blueness? Then, as he starts to turn around and go back into the house he hears a jingling sound from inside the box. That's... unexpected. He shakes it and there's more jingling. The weight of the box shifts as if there's something small and metal in there. Well that definitely doesn't sound like a photo.
Once he's inside he stares at the box for several minutes, contemplating the fact that it could be a trick. It might be trying to trick him into opening it. Would it do that? He's not sure. But his curiosity is getting the better of him and he eventually decides to open it. Upon shrieking and tossing the box upside down on the floor and cowering in fear, Megamind slowly opens his eyes, looks at his hands which are still a decidedly peachy color, and then moves over to see what was in the box.
Keys? Wait. He knows those keys!]
Hahahahaaaa!
[That cackle was necessary. He bounds out of the house and into the garage, staring in awe with his hands clasped together at his very own hoverbike from home.]
Oh, Mah-fee-eld, you do know how to treat an evil villain.
{B: Phone - Open to all}
-- time: Early morning
Who wants a ride first? [A motorcyle is hear revving in the background. Yes. He brought the hoverbike into the house so he could sit on it while drinking his morning coffee.]
{C: Action - Open to all}
-- location: On his way to work... oh what the heck, he takes the scenic route this morning.
-- time: Mid-morning
[It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... a flying motorcycle with blue lightning bolt decals? And the little man riding it seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly. Try and chase him? Nearly get run over? Chide him for not wearing a helmet?]
-- location: 1448 Mitchell Road
-- time: Early morning
[Uh oh. Another small package has arrived. Megamind is very nervous about this one as he's now aware of what might be inside. The last few days have been nothing short of traumatic and his distrust of the town has skyrocketed. He thought he liked living here but now he's not so sure.
Megamind slowly approaches the small, tissue-box-sized package sitting on the doorstep and hesitantly picks it up. It's light and that makes him even more nervous. What are the chances that it contains of photo of him in all his blueness? Then, as he starts to turn around and go back into the house he hears a jingling sound from inside the box. That's... unexpected. He shakes it and there's more jingling. The weight of the box shifts as if there's something small and metal in there. Well that definitely doesn't sound like a photo.
Once he's inside he stares at the box for several minutes, contemplating the fact that it could be a trick. It might be trying to trick him into opening it. Would it do that? He's not sure. But his curiosity is getting the better of him and he eventually decides to open it. Upon shrieking and tossing the box upside down on the floor and cowering in fear, Megamind slowly opens his eyes, looks at his hands which are still a decidedly peachy color, and then moves over to see what was in the box.
Keys? Wait. He knows those keys!]
Hahahahaaaa!
[That cackle was necessary. He bounds out of the house and into the garage, staring in awe with his hands clasped together at his very own hoverbike from home.]
Oh, Mah-fee-eld, you do know how to treat an evil villain.
{B: Phone - Open to all}
-- time: Early morning
Who wants a ride first? [A motorcyle is hear revving in the background. Yes. He brought the hoverbike into the house so he could sit on it while drinking his morning coffee.]
{C: Action - Open to all}
-- location: On his way to work... oh what the heck, he takes the scenic route this morning.
-- time: Mid-morning
[It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... a flying motorcycle with blue lightning bolt decals? And the little man riding it seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly. Try and chase him? Nearly get run over? Chide him for not wearing a helmet?]