1st Fix

[techno_mancer]

[Well, waking up in a strange bed, in a strange house, with a strange woman was, admittedly, not too rare in Quinn's life. It was waking up in a 1950s style house that was full of portraits including him and 3 smiling strangers that was the odd part. Or the fact that when he goes downstairs to inspect the house that he find his technomancy

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[chaoschildofgod]

You won't get an operator I'm afraid.

yay someone finally tagged! ;_;

[techno_mancer]

I won't? Well then, who am I talking to?

Yeah but I'll be slow... sick and sleeping a lot

[chaoschildofgod]

chaos is my name.

no worries~

[techno_mancer]

"Chaos"? Interesting. You, uh.... [He's not even quite sure to ask.]

You got any idea where 339 Brady Lane is, by chance?

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Raz had taken to getting up and leaving for school early in order to avoid dealing with his drone family. This morning was no different, at least until he stepped outside and found a stranger in the front lawn.]

Uh, hi there.

[techno_mancer]

[Blinks at you. He's still in a bit of shock.]

Oh. Hi. [Tiny wave]

[ra_ra_razputin]

You look lost. Are you new here?

[techno_mancer]

Well, I guess so? Don't really have a clue about where I am, so I guess it's safe to say I am.

[He's rambling a bit.]

I take it you live here?

[electrowhipit]

It works.

[techno_mancer]

…Well, are you the operator then? Can you tell me where this call is coming from? What town, I mean.

[electrowhipit]

I'm not the operator, no. These phones don't... work how they're supposed to work. When you just pick it up and start talking, you kind of address the town at large.

[techno_mancer]

Weird. This has been one weird morning. Okay, so what town is this, if I may ask?