Sixth Dark Hole [Action/Phone]

[cueball]

[It was an average for Doc Scratch of 916 Bilko Boulevard. He awoke early, got some coffee and breakfast and went out the door to his job. Being a car salesman sure was hard work, but he was more than happy to serve the citizens of Mayfield their automobiles. At the end of the work day, he gets into his own car and begins driving back home. Home to his darling children, darling wife and wonderful-----

And then he snaps out of it. It's very sudden, but he suddenly regains conscious control of his body.

.....

And he can't drive this car.

.....]

Oh for the love of--

[A; In town]

[Today Mayfield decided to undrone him. That's nice and all, but did they need to do it while he was driving a car that he didn't even know how to drive? Luckily, the wonders of teleportation mean that he was able to get himself out without crashing and dying. He dropped onto the ground as a result and got slightly bruised on his human head (which he is now gingerly rubbing every now and then), but he is otherwise unharmed.

The car was not so lucky.

Someone might walk by him, as he stands a few feet away from the dark red car, observing how it crashed straight into a telephone pole. He is noticeably not wearing his regular white suit, but a more tacky beige one. He looks rather disorientated, so warning to all those that approach: he may not be as smooth as he normally is on the uptake.

Alternatively, you might come by just as he waves his hand and watch as the crashed car momentarily glows green and then vanishes from sight.]

[B; Phone]

According to my calendar, it seems I have been droned since the end of August. I do appreciate the break, but they should practice a bit on the 'undroning' portion. I can't comment much on the experience, but I digress. If anyone could inform me on any major events that happened during my absence, I would be quite thankful. Spare me any personal stories, because I admittedly don't care and I don't have the energy to feign care.


[ooc: Off hiatus officially with this.]

Comments

[town]

[doudemoe]

[Minato happened to be nearby and saw it all. He had started to worry when the car appeared to be crashing, until he saw the man teleport out of the car. Hope you don't mind a blue-haired headphones kid approach you out of concern.]

Do you need help?

[town]

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't mind, but he is still a bit unnerved by everything.]

No, no, I'm fine. I'll clean it up in a few moments. [He just wants to evaluate the situation first.]

[doudemoe]

[He's glad to hear that, although now Minato's has a chance to observe the wreckage. A part of him almost feels sick at the sight, even if his face doesn't show it.]

It's too bad for your car.

[phone]

[ooeeooahah]

Hm, you were aware for the week the Milkman took over the office of Police Chief? Nothing much happened except school started, and the hotel captured a number of us for a night out. I understand the teens were at the bowling alley, and there was a carnival in town.

[phone]

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

Yes, I was here for that fiasco. The capturing people in a hotel, I was not. How troublesome.

[ He rather be trapped in a fancy hotel than forced to drink milk :( ]

[town; before the car disappears]

[perfectandelegant]

Sir? Are you all right?

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

No, not really. [He says, rubbing his head.] But, I'm sure I will be better soon. [Especially when a pretty young lady is concerned about him. But, he's too annoyed to be smooth.]

A

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

[there's a petite-statured troll girl standing nearby, sniffing the air. car accidents smell so interesting!!!

also the car smells like cranberry jam. delicious.]

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

[Yeah he doesn't need to be omniscient to know who this is.]

Seer, stop that. Cars are not for sniffing, unless they are new. This one is clearly not new.

A

[bogusmagicker.livejournal.com]

[A quiet, lilac-haired girl watches up until the point when the car disappears. She will slowly approach afterwards, though she still doesn't say anything.]

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

[Doc Scratch won't notice her right away, too busy tending to his head injury, but he'll feel that chill of someone watching him soon enough.]

Is there something you need?

A.

[stealsluck.livejournal.com]

...Fuuuuck. Someone's talented, hmmmmmmmmm?

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it's her.]

Yes. I have a great talent for wrecking cars and smashing them into telephone poles. Vehicular accidents are just a passion of mine.

You can tell I'm being sarcastic by the inflection of my voice I hope.

phone!

[toomanly.livejournal.com]

We get to spend a few hours in a fancy hotel with our honey's. [ s-so sarcastic. ] Whether or not we wanted to.

phone!

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

A fancy hotel sounds nice. Better than what they usually force people to do. When you say 'honeys' I assume you do not mean the kind you put on morning breakfast?

B.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

What's that mean?

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

It means I was not in control of my body and I was doing foolish things during this period of time. Like wearing horrible suits.

A

[made-this-town.livejournal.com]

That was the goddamn best thing I have ever seen in my life.

Do it again.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

Jack.

Slick.

Whatever you're called?

Shut up.

A

[imoutos]

[ Just a regular day in Mayfield, coming home from school, watching the surroundings and-- ... There's a car stuck against a telephone pole. Which is not so regular or normal. And when she notices who the person standing next to it is, Nadeko quickly comes running over, looking quite panicked. (Even though her general state is sort of nervous forever, but this time it's genuinely more panicked, okay!!) ]

.. A-a-are you okay?!

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

[Scratch turns around to Nadeko and nods. No need to get her into a panic. Even if his head is really hurting right now.]

I'm fine. I got out before it crashed.

A

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[Oh Spike... has to laugh. Just a little! But he winces when it jars the stitches along his ribs. He understands dude, being a human is hard work.]

You alright, mate?

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

[Hard, thankless work.]

I've had better days, but at least I'm alive. These automobiles are too much trouble.

b ... this will be hideous

[partytoastess.livejournal.com]

The other day my attack ducks flanked me and we robbed the bakery!

[ Nena's definition of important clearly overrides common sense. ]

oh god.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

......

That's a nice story, but it doesn't answer my question.