little_thief: (Serious)
[Phone; unfiltered]

Okay!  What the heck is wrong with all of you today?  Everyone's acting really weird today.

[Action; Mayfield Dairy]

[Later in the day, Kay's standing outside the dairy, just sort of staring at the building as she walks all around it.  She knows there's no way in - she's cased this place before - but it's making her really uncomfortable.  Is that stupid droning machine still in there?  Was it ever there in the first place?  Is it acting up or something, or is someone in there cranking up the power?  Whatever it is, she doesn't like it.]
little_thief: (Indignant)
[Kay's been here too long to fall for a free turkey from the town on Thanksgiving, especially when it means she's been locked in her house in some bizarre plan to force her to enjoy it.  It happens to be the 'full of razorblades' variety, but she'll never know that, as the turkey has landed squarely in the kitchen trash can.]

"So, uh, a lot of people have probably already put this warning out there, but... don't mess with the turkeys.  Nobody knows where the heck they came from, but it's probably not a good place.  Maybe when this is over, we can all get real turkeys and have an actual Thanksgiving, but don't trust the freebies."
little_thief: (Exasperated)
[Kay opens her eyes, apparently having drifted off in a daydream for a minute while she was waiting for Yamamoto to pick her up for their big date.  But when she comes to, she isn't on the front porch of her house at all - she's in a car.  At a drive-in.  With... Lucas?  Okay, not so bad, but it's certainly not the steamy date at Makeout Point with her boyfriend that she's been fussing about all week long.  She's got her purse with her, but is suddenly wearing the ridiculous 50s fashions of the town instead of her usual skirt and boots.]

"Aw, geez!  Seriously, Mayfield?  It had to be tonight, of all nights?"

[She sighs, trying to open the car door and getting nowhere fast.]
little_thief: (Indignant)
[Kay picks up the phone on the second day of her job, sounding just a little apprehensive.]

"Uh... is anyone out there authorized to give me permission to possess and/or hang up propaganda posters?  I'm supposed to have it done by tomorrow, but I got in trouble yesterday for doing my job without asking first."
little_thief: (Indignant)
[Kay wakes up just like any other normal day, but to a very different Mayfield than the one she's used to.  She's wearing plain grey pajamas that are far too short for her, and her closet is full of similarly mis-sized plain grey clothing of various wrong sizes.  Confused, she gets dressed and heads downstairs for breakfast, finding nothing but a pantry full of cans of beets and a single bag of sugar that's only half-full.  After a hearty breakfast of... beets in a bowl with some sugar sprinkled on top, she sighs and heads off to the phone, which has been replaced with an even crummier-looking rotary style monstrosity.]

"Uh... did anyone else wake up in a completely different town today?  For that matter, does anyone have anything but beets to eat?  What's going on here?"

[Once she's done with the phone, Kay will head outside to find a large stack of 5000 Communist propaganda posters sitting bundled on her front porch, with cheery instructions referring to her as 'Comrade Faraday' informing her that these are to be plastered up all over town by Wednesday.  Sighing, and not really knowing what to think about any of this, she just takes the posters and heads off to do the work - after all, who knows what kind of crap the town might pull if she just lets this go.  So she'll be wandering around town with a stack of posters, a plaster bucket, and a brush, making Mayfield even more glorious.]

((OOC: Feel free to respond to either the phone call or run into Kay when she's going around town hanging up the posters.))
little_thief: (Explaining)
[Kay is all up on this 4th of July stuff, and even though she's worried that something like Westport might happen again, she's not going to let that interfere with her enjoyment of the holiday.  She's taken most of the money she has saved up from her job at the Neutron Diner and bought as many fireworks as she can - sparklers, bottle rockets, roman candles... all that good stuff.  She's busily setting it up in her yard, and will gladly invite anyone who feels like stopping by to join her.]

[Non-drone, non-Grady, non-Mayor, non-Milkman filter]

"Hey, I got some fireworks if anybody wants to come around and set them off with me later.  Also - are there any ninjas in town?  Would anyone be willing to teach me some ninja type stuff?"
little_thief: (Indignant)
[Kay's pretty depressed today, so she mostly hangs around at and around the house.  Father's Day has always been kind of difficult for her, given the circumstances of her own father's death seven years ago.  Still, though, she's pretty conscientious and wants to make the best of her situation in Mayfield.  Eventually she picks herself up and dials out to the town.  She isn't really sure what Theo likes beyond a few certain things, so she's going with what she knows.]

"...Can anyone help me buy cigarettes or alcohol?  Um, it's not for me, really!"

[Also feel free to interact with her while she's hanging around outside the house if you like.]
little_thief: (Serious)
[Filtered to Ichabod Crane, Calleo Crowe, Erika Furudo, the Vongola Famiglia, and Klavier Gavin]

I'm going to Westport to take some notes.  If the road that leads there is permanent, I'll add it to my maps.  I need to see what's really over there.  If... if it's really what the TV showed us, then there are some people I need to talk to.  Come along if you want, but I'm going.

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