Case 22: поворот коммунизм

[little_thief]

[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.))

Comments

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

[Since Ema has yet to receive reports of "subversive activity," she's decided that being an Investigator means that she gets to wander the streets and see what the hell is going on. Everything's so gray now.

She spots Kay plastering a poster up onto one of the apartment complexes and approaches.] Greetings, comrade. Great day to live in a Soviet hellhole, don't you agree?

Nice poster. I feel like the red adds a nice to contrast to all this gray.

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

[Waves to Ema as she approaches, but continues with her work as the two of them talk.]

"Apparently this is my job now. I can't even read these stupid things."

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

You'd think that they would at least try to propagandize to us in English. I don't think many of us can read Russian. [Except for that Russia guy. Man, he must be overjoyed at this miserable turn of events.]

Although at least you have clear objectives. I'm supposed to investigate reports of subversive activity--by all rights, I should be turning everyone in this town in for just being able to think properly.

Apparently Kay gets reeducated at some point but I'm gonna carry on like normal for this post thread

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

This job seems easy enough, so I guess I got lucky.

Sounds good to me!

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

At least. Plus you get to be outside instead of trapped in one of these buildings... not that it's especially nice out here, but there's fresh air.

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess so.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

[Ema sighs a little.] I tried? Silver lining and all that crap.

Just look out for yourself, okay? I don't trust the sudden change... things are probably going to get worse.

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

You're probably right about that.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

I'm going to let you finish your work before you get in trouble for socializing on the clock or some stupidity.

I'll see you around?

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Right. Take care of yourself, Ema.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

You too, Kay.