welcome to mayfield: day 1

[mayfield_mods]

[As you step out of the funhouse, blinking against the strong sunlight, it may seem at first that you've wound up back where you started. The carnival with all of its joys and wonders still stands, the Ferris Wheel looming majestically over Mayfield...

...except, did it always look that new and shiny? And it's not the only thing that got a makeover either; it seems like everything in the carnival has been fixed up from its previously rundown state. Fresh coats of paint gleam from every stand and every ride, and there isn't a spot of rust or a broken board anywhere in sight. At the entrance of the carnival hangs a large banner that reads:

Welcome to Mayfield - the Happiest Town on Earth!

Just how long were you exploring the funhouse for, anyway?

And as you start taking in the changes, you may notice one other minor difference: there are no drones to be found anywhere. It seems like the only other living beings in this place are your fellow townspeople who also entered the funhouse...well, that and the large, vicious looking rats that scurry around from place to place. But don't worry, there aren't that many of them and they only come out at night! So go ahead and enjoy having the carnival all to yourselves; after all, with all those minor safety issues fixed up, what could possibly go wrong?

The back exit of the carnival leads to a small street with four standard Mayfield houses and its church at the end. Attempting to leave the carnival via the entrance (although we can't imagine why you would) will only wind up looping you to the end of this street. Where the rest of Mayfield has gone, well...who can say?]

OOC and extra information about this town can be found here - please read it before you start tagging! Remember, only those in the first group should be in this post!

Comments

[spitefulvitae]

I don't eat.

[She shoots him a look of withering irritation.]

I can't eat. What kind of vampire are you, that you can still eat?

[shadow_possession]

[there's just a laugh.]

I am what I am. There's no need to be irritated. [besides Dainn was something else before he was a vampire.]

[spitefulvitae]

What you are is annoying. This town has far too many "vampires" with far too few frailties.

[She huffs lightly.]

...if you want blood, the rats are an option.

[shadow_possession]

I'd rather not be weak. But yes they are an option, just one I haven't decided to explore yet. [he likes taking his time with things.]

[spitefulvitae]

I'd rather not be weak, either.

[She's assessing him in a way that's not very friendly looking. ...could she drink him back? And what might she gain from it? Other than an enduring enemy, of course...]

[shadow_possession]

[Dainn, while he is good at guessing people's thoughts, is not a mind reader but he can reconize a not-so friendly looks when he sees one. maybe it was time to tune down the trolling just a bit.]

Relax...there isn't much point in starting a fight.

[spitefulvitae]

No. I suppose not. Not now.

[And she lets a little silence hang in the air, allowing him to draw whatever conclusions he wants. It was coming as a surprise to her, but she had been missing the petty sniping and posturing that came with interacting with other vampires.

She breaks eye contact with him, looking about the carnival.]

We might have bigger worries on the way.

[shadow_possession]

[he does draw some conclusions from that and keeps it in the back of his mind. but Dainn also finds he's enjoying this kind of conversation, ones that went around in circles and pettiness.]

I wouldn't be surprised, considering where we are. I wonder what sort of game Mayfield has in store for us...

[spitefulvitae]

I have no clear idea as to what. But everyone else is anxious. It's best to feel out the mood of the mob. It often knows whats happening.

[shadow_possession]

Mmmm...speaking of, I should go do that...[not that he wasn't having trouble doing it from here.]

[spitefulvitae]

Hm, have fun with that...

[She gives him a little wave, then wanders off, too. Time to go find a rat. She's feeling peckish.]