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

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

Color of being awesome. Did you just make that up on the spot or are you really that senseless?

[beermark.livejournal.com]

I guess yer just not able to understand.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

No, I suppose not. The taste in colors of humans is very odd. Red is a rather blinding color in my opinion. I will simply have to live with it.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

It's noble and patriotic and passionate! Anyway, what do ya mean "of humans?" That's not a normal thing to say at all!

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

I can say the same for green. Except for 'patriotic' perhaps. As for the 'of humans' bit, I will leave you to figuring that out for yourself.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

Why Green?

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

Green is an amazing color! It is the color of the ground of which the game is played. I live on a Green Moon, in a Green Mansion. A color that is neither dark or light and there is so much of it even on this planet. [...He sighs quietly.] I so do love green.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a song, except the song was blue.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

...Right. My apologies, I went a little overboard.