Memo 001: Meet the Assistant.

[prpl_assistant]

A. Action for 1337 Benny Road

Comments

B

[letunityblossom]

I'm afraid you're not the only one, Miss. Welcome to Mayfield, not that it's really a place you should welcome anyone to.

Re: B

[prpl_assistant]

What do you mean I'm not the only one? Are there others who are held captive here as well? Do you happen to know a way out of this place? I can't afford to be kidnapped, I've got to get to work or I'll really get it from my employer!

[letunityblossom]

I'm afraid everyone here has been kidnapped--well, everyone who isn't a drone or running this place. There's no way out as far as any of us know.

[prpl_assistant]

So, basically we've got an entire town that's filled with people who are being held against their will? How about the police? And do you have any idea who our captors are? How long are we going to be held here?

[burnmycapital]

You should always introduce yourself first, yes?

[prpl_assistant]

Are...are you the one who kidnapped me?

[burnmycapital]

Don't be silly. I would know your name if I had been the one, yes?

[prpl_assistant]

So you're not the one?

[She lets out a breath she didn't know she had been holding.]

OK. That's good. My name is Miss Pauling. May I know who I'm speaking to please?

[The man's thick Russian accent gave him away, but having a name to go with the voice would help the conversation along.]

B

[getsciencedone]

Yes, everyone here has.

Re: B

[prpl_assistant]

(The phone nearly slips from her fingers when she hears the eerily familiar voice over the line.)

A-a-a-administrator! I, you, I mean, are you alright!?

[getsciencedone]

[Now that's surprising.]

.....do I know you?

[prpl_assistant]

[To her disappointment, it's not the Administrator on the phone, but rather a woman who just sounds really like her.]

Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone I knew.

So, everyone here is kidnapped? Even the weird children who are supposed to be my "kids"?

[prpl_assistant]

[In the end, Miss Pauling takes 20 minutes before she stumbles downstairs, still very, very confused. She's, for once, not wearing anything purple, and instead is wearing a lavender shirt with a blue skirt. She's wearing the new glasses she found as well, having given up locating her usual ones.

It was bad enough that she wakes up in a bad that does not belong to her (she's not that kind of girl!!). Things get even more complicated when she hears sound coming from the kitchen.]

H-hello? Who's there?

[Secretly though, she grabs one of the ornaments lying around the house and lays in wait around the corner. If this person has kidnapped her, than he is going to pay for making her late for work. The moment he steps out of the kitchen, she's going to bring the piece of house decor right down on his head.]

[prpl_assistant]

[That voice. She KNOWS that voice. Still keeping the golf trophy though, just in case.]

Mr.Mundy? Is that...you?

B

[freakinblur]

[That voice is kind of familiar. Scout thinks it over a moment before answering.]

Sorta. Hey, do I know you?

[prpl_assistant]

[Well, she definitely knew who that was. ]

Mr. McCann, this is Miss Pauling speaking. And I definitely would be glad for some answers.

[freakinblur]

Pauling! The hell, now yer here? That's a long story, sister, but pretty much? Yeah, ya been kidnapped 'n' dragged to pretty much the suckiest place on earth.

[prpl_assistant]

Mr.McCann, I would prefer if things were kept professional between us? Though I would like further clarification on what you just said. And why you are still here, even. I would've thought that a BLU mercenary would've been able to escape this town.