001 Investigation Station
[Action: @ 751 Partridge Drive, in the early morning, backdated to Wendy's 1st day in Mayfield]
[Any residents of 751 Partridge Drive will wake up to find a woman in her early twenties searching the entire house. Cabinets are open, sheets are pulled off the beds, cushions are overturned. She's doing her best not to wake her new roomies up for multiple reasons, the least of which being basic human decency. There's a loud clang as she knocks something over, though, and swears loudly.]
[Phone]
[ring-a-ling-a-ling! Gee willikers, mayfielders, it seems like you all have a phone call coming in!]
Hey there, people of these creepily uniform and suspiciously out-of-date suburbs. I'm Wendy Watson, and this is obviously not the sublet I share with my friend. Or my boyfriend's apartment. Or anywhere even remotely normal.
Soooo let's skip the whole being in denial about where I am, freaking out in general, cliche Wizard of Oz "We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto" moment, and go straight to the explanations and introductions. I'm calling timey wimey possibly alternate universe-y shenanigans right now, so hit me with your best shot. I can handle it, scout's honor. Nevermind the fact that I'm not a scout.
The more you can tell me, the better.
[Any residents of 751 Partridge Drive will wake up to find a woman in her early twenties searching the entire house. Cabinets are open, sheets are pulled off the beds, cushions are overturned. She's doing her best not to wake her new roomies up for multiple reasons, the least of which being basic human decency. There's a loud clang as she knocks something over, though, and swears loudly.]
[Phone]
[ring-a-ling-a-ling! Gee willikers, mayfielders, it seems like you all have a phone call coming in!]
Hey there, people of these creepily uniform and suspiciously out-of-date suburbs. I'm Wendy Watson, and this is obviously not the sublet I share with my friend. Or my boyfriend's apartment. Or anywhere even remotely normal.
Soooo let's skip the whole being in denial about where I am, freaking out in general, cliche Wizard of Oz "We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto" moment, and go straight to the explanations and introductions. I'm calling timey wimey possibly alternate universe-y shenanigans right now, so hit me with your best shot. I can handle it, scout's honor. Nevermind the fact that I'm not a scout.
The more you can tell me, the better.