1st Magic Bullet

[drank_the_milk]

[There's a new resident on Stevens Road today.  Yuna wakes up to a sunbeam peeking through the window and onto her face, rolling over for a moment before sliding out of bed.  She wanders around the room for a few minutes before walking bleary-eyed into the bathroom to brush her teeth, still yawning and rubbing her eyes into the mirror.  Once she's done with that, she gets halfway back to her room before realizing that there's something wrong with this picture.]

Whoa... hold up a sec!

[Action around 2237 Stevens]

[Not particularly bothering to throw on an actual set of clothes, Yuna runs outside wearing a pink frilly nightgown, staring all around in wide-eyed wonder.]

Huh!  So I guess this must be where you end up after getting turned into a stone statue!  I never expected the afterlife to look so... normal.

[She shrugs to herself, giving a laugh and stretching an arm out above her head.]

Well, guess I should make the best of it!  No sense in getting all bent out of shape.

[And yes, only now does she seem to notice that she's out in the cold with just a nightgown and no shoes.]

...Maybe I should get dressed first, though.

[Action around town]

[Later on, Yuna's still dressed in pajama bottoms, but she's at least got a shirt and a jacket on now as she takes a short jog around Mayfield to get her bearings.]

This place is pretty old fashioned looking!  It's kind of like the Magic World except a lot more boring.  I wonder where the clothing stores are...

Comments

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

[Miki looks down, shaking her head in a disappointed manner.]

Tch. The lies that kids use nowadays.

[Miki begins to walk forward towards Yuna, a meaningful smile on her face.]

What happened to respect?

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

...So we're not dead?

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

What? No.

[Miki looks blankly at Yuna, partiall because her last thought was thrown off and partially because the slow processor that is Miki's brain is working.]

Oh, you're new aren't you?

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

I've never seen this place before, so yeah, I guess I am. But the last thing I remember was being turned into a stone statue, so how did I end up here?

ICON FAIL

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

I'm not really sure how it happens. People keep telling me magic and ever since some guy here picked me up with an invisible hand, I would say that.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, it was definitely magic that turned me to stone. Still, though, don't you think it's weird that I'd just wake up somewhere else totally fine instead?

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

I dunno. My mom hit me pretty hard one day and I ended up here. I guess it's better than being dead though.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I'll be fine. Konoka-chan will take care of it later.

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

Oh I don't think you actually get to leave though. Some people have been here for years.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Well, that's not gonna work. I've got stuff to do back home!

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

I think some people are trying to find a way out, but they are always depressed and talking about Smiths and Milkmen and whatever.

No reason to let your schooling slip while you're here though!

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess not. Is there a girls' basketball team at the high school?

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

I dunno. You could start one though I don't think there is actually anyone to play against.

So you could start two. If you need a coach I'm always willing to help! I'm Onimaru Miki, by the way. I teach wood shop at the highschool.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you, Miki! My name's Yuna.

[She grins, putting her hand out for a shake.]

...So, I think I'm gonna go get dressed now.

1/2

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

[Miki shakes back, vigorously and with hand crushing strength.]

Yeah, you probably should! Remember to come to school though!

[nomammano.livejournal.com]

You would not enjoy the consequences of forgetting.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

You must be pretty serious about your job! Okay, I'll see you at school, then!