welcome to mayfield: day 3

[mayfield_mods]

[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.

For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]

OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.

Comments

[crazyclownwoman]

That's weird.

I wonder if it's in all the houses....

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...I really hope not. I didn't think of that. Maybe we should leave.

[crazyclownwoman]

....Yeah. I think that's a good idea.

[Glancing over to a room she'd left the prizes in, but figures she'll leave them. /They are gone anyway./]

Alright.

[Walks over to the door.]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[Carefully, eyes darting around, Rapunzel follows.]

Besides the screaming, did you find anything in there?

[crazyclownwoman]

Nah, it looks like some people tore the place up though.

[Exit stage house. Walking out to the street.]

Have you found anything?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Blood. On a wall. It said Lucille.

[crazyclownwoman]

[She turns sharply.]

What? What house was it in? It said Lucille? Was that all it said? Did it sound like a little girl screaming?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Oh! Uh, the first one. That's all it said, and... Maybe? It was just. Loud.

[She scowls, trying to remember.]

It was a pretty high-pitched scream, yes. Once-ler thinks it's about Lucy; he said she's the one who kidnapped us.

[crazyclownwoman]

Yeah. She's that little girl....or person pretending to be a little girl....

[hairflyingheartpounding]

That's... Incredibly creepy.

[crazyclownwoman]

Yeah....lots of things are around here.

Specially when the do things like this.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Yeah. I'm getting used to that...

I was actually having a lot fun in Mayfield before all this.

[crazyclownwoman]

....In Mayfield?

But it's so boring here!

[hairflyingheartpounding]

It... It's definitely too quiet sometimes, but it's way better than back home.

[...Oh. Oh, she's a horrible traitor.]

Mother did her best, I mean! It's just that-- Ugh. Nevermind.

[crazyclownwoman]

[Looks at her curiously.]

What was your home like?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well... I lived in my tower for most of my life. Just me, Mother, and Pascal.

[crazyclownwoman]

......Why?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well...

I have magic hair. I needed to be protected.

[crazyclownwoman]

.....from what? ...Evil hairdressers?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...No...

People who'd try to take me away and use my hair for themselves.

[crazyclownwoman]

What does your hair do anyway?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

It can heal people and keep them young. I use my hair to keep my mother feeling healthy.

[crazyclownwoman]

Wow. That's pretty neat.

[Give her a moment.]

Wait so your mom keeps you locked in a tower for your own good but also so you can keep her healthy?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[Gee, when you put it like that...]

It's... It's for my own good, though.

[crazyclownwoman]

....do you ever get to leave? And I mean how would people even know you had magic hair unless you told them?