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[[Hunter has been droned. His voice is sickly-sweet and incredibly innocent.]]

Gee, fellas. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm starting to think that Mayfield isn't so safe anymore! I sure hope nobody else is going to get hurt, that'd be just horrid!

But I'm not gonna worry, because I know that Mister- whoops, silly me! Police Chief Grady is on the case. Golly gee, I feel safer already!

And good ol' dad is here in case we wind up in trouble. Fellas, don't forget that you've all got family and friends to rely on. Since we're all friends here, right? Right? Right?

[[GIGGLE]]

Right!

{{ooc: 24 hours until this post is inactive.}}

[[Residents of the 949 Beulah Street household, or any surrounding houses for that matter, will probably hear angry shouting. For those of you who aren't nearby, you'll hear it over the phones as well.]]

...The fuck is this?!

[[Stomp stomp stompin' around the room, growling and generally being angry.]]

Where the fuck am I? What the fuck is this outfit? It's so fuckin' shitty! And what the hell is this stupid picture with these stupid losers on this?!

Someone in this fucking house had better answer me!

[[And if you listen veeeery carefully...]]

...why am I even able to think?


{{OOC: HUNTER HAS BEEN RESET. He has lost all of his regains and memories of Mayfield. He's also slightly different. He's 17 years old, and he's even brattier than before. He'll generally respond to people's actions of friendliness with confusion. He'll also be swearing and possibly using the word 'fag' a lot. Be forewarned!}}

...Where is everyone?

[[Of course, he's referring to his friends who he hasn't seen for some time.]]

Like... Yui.  And Bonnie. De Killer... and Porky?

This isn't because of me, right?

[[Allan's been around his house for the past little while, fixing up the messes and trying to clean things up. If one were to see him, he looks a bit of a mess himself. Tired, unsmiling, and possibly a little thinner than usual. He hasn't been eating much, despite pouring all his energy into fixing the house and the surrounding area.

After a while, he decides that he's done enough at home. It was time to go do something else useful for people. Allan picks ups his phone. His voice is a little hollow, tired-sounding, and a little distant.]]

...I'd like to apologize again for everything I've done. If there's anything I can do to make amends, please, let me know.

[[That's all he says before hanging up. People might notice that he doesn't sound like he's in anguish anymore, but maybe just depression. Unfortunately, his stupid decisions hadn't stopped when he was sane again. Maybe you can find out why.]]

...M... miiicchaaaeell....

[[There's an inhuman snarl coming from the phone. Deep, slow, loud breathing. Maybe a bit of dark chuckling.]]

...goooing to killyousomuch.

[[Some more laughing, and some growling. Whatever this thing is, there's not much of Allan left in him.]]







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[[Allan's now left the building. He's coming for you, Michael. And he might come after people on the way, too. When commenting, put a little message in the subject line if you just want monster harassment, injury (you can be specific!), or death. And I would rather not have to do large fight scenes, since I really dislike doing big long ones.]]


{{OOC: Reisen's thread is the last thread to happen chronologically.}}

{{OOC: I can't have my laptop plugged in while it's charging because it'll probably give me a goddamn seizure. Sorry guys, no replies tonight. Possibly tomorrow, too.}}

[[If you're anywhere near 949 Beulah Street, you might notice that all of the top floor windows have been broken, and assorted things had been thrown out the window to shatter them. You can hear Allan rambling angrily about something, but nobody can be sure as to what he's really mad about. Not yet, anyway.

He throws a shoe at the wall, which bounces off and leaves the phone off the hook.]]

...fucking liars... how could they? They said.... ugh, those fucking assholes.

Teach me to trust people, yeah right.

[[Allan's been infected by Asura's CUH-RAY-ZEE. His paranoia and worry about people judging/not accepting him has been spiked from a very low to a medium-high, and it only getting worse. He's hallucinated people saying mean things about him, imagining he's had phonecalls from all his friends where they've insulted him. He's incredibly unstable, so people who want to tag with Action should be careful. You might get attacked. People on the phones will get cussed out, as well.]]

...

[[Allan's a bit quiet. After having a slightly-traumatizing death, he's not really all that uppity or witty as usual. Just quiet.]]

Thanks for all the gifts, everyone.

[[But he has received gifts in the mail, from people, and from the town.

He's got his extra lung capacity back.]]

...So. Uh. Who's up for New Year's?

...five days 'til Christmas. Y'think they're gonna throw anything at us again? I mean, it's been ten years since I got here. Not that I'm complaining. Best ten years in my life, guys. But you'd think it'd at least be the 60's by now? Sheesh.

[[Allan's twenty-nine! He's got scars from wounds on his chest, slashes on his face, scarred hands, a chunk of his left ears missing, and a line across his nose. And his claws, those too. He's had to ditch his Hunter outfit, since it doesn't fit too well. He's learned to sew kind of poorly, but he's modified an overcoat to have a hood in it. He's found that teaching children -- even drone children -- isn't so bad, so he teaches on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. He's nicer than he used to be, but still kind of a dick. Also, in the cold war, Allan's pro-Russia. Sorry, America. He's also feeling overworked and is suffering from a bit of depression.]]