Mk 1: "The Morning After All The Mornings After"

[thecoolexec]

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There were no models sleeping by Tony's left side when he woke up in bed that morning. Even worse: there were no models on his right side. There was A Woman lying next to him, which at first placated him, until he realized he could have done better. Probably. Then he was just disappointed in himself.

Looking

Comments

C

[grumpygumballs]

...If it'll spare us hearing any more of that story?

No. It's not a joke. You've been kidnapped. All of us have. So yeah. It isn't funny.

Re: C

[thecoolexec]

Kidnapped?
...What, again?
Hm, you'd think they'd try to spice things up a bit, maybe money launder, hell, maybe do the kidnapping, just for shits and giggles.

Well, at least there isn't sand everywhere this time.

Who is this? What is this?

[grumpygumballs]

....

[You know, "again" wasn't the reaction he was expecting, but Benson won't ask questions at the moment. He'll just let that part drop.]

This place? Is Mayfield. It's...I dunno. There's supposed to be a pamphlet about it or something, if you ask one of the people who live in the house with you.

Yeah I'm not giving my name to a perfect stranger, sorry.

[thecoolexec]

Well, that's nice of you, but I'm not quite perfect, I don't think. Peerless, maybe.

Just to clarify: you'll give me advice, "I don't know's" and attitude, but identities are where you draw the line? Got it, noted.

[grumpygumballs]

Well from what I've read the place is dangerous. I don't mind helping someone out, but it's not like I know who you are since psychos get brought here as often as anyone else.

If you don't want to know anything, I guess I'll just keep that in mind and not bother if you ever ask again.

[thecoolexec]

Hm. No. No, don't do that. I need answers and you're the only one offering them to me.

Dangerous? Dangerous how-dangerous?

[grumpygumballs]

I...still don't fully get it since I just got here. But apparently every month or so? The town changes and decides to become some kind of madhouse.

That's on top of the psychos who are supposedly here, but hell if I know who that is yet.

[thecoolexec]

Hm. This place is nice. I think I'll bring my wife and kids here.

Sigh... do you know HOW you got here?

[grumpygumballs]

No clue. I just woke up here. That's how it is for everyone.

[thecoolexec]

I'm assuming people have tried to leave but failed spectacularly.

[grumpygumballs]

I guess? That's what it sounds like in the pamphlet. Doesn't look like we're getting out of it any time soon, so I'd hunker down.

[thecoolexec]

Hm. This pamphlet you keep mentioning... how would I come across one of those again?

[grumpygumballs]

If you're lucky and someone in your house isn't one of those...drones or whatever, they should be able to give you one.

[thecoolexec]

Good to know. Thanks. Something to chew over.

Hm. I'm... hungry , all of a sudden. Could use some cookies our something. Maybe some gum.

[grumpygumballs]

Yeah? Well there's a store here, so I guess you could get something there if they don't have it in your house.

[thecoolexec]

Ah. Excellent. Not much for consumption here. Well! I should try to figure things out now. I suppose i'll see ya when I see ya. I'll be the well-dressed, shockingly handsome one, probably in a suit of some kind.