1st Tactic [Action + Phone]
a. [Action: 847 Goldberg Street]
RINGRINGRINGRINGRING--
[It all begins with the room's alarm clock going off, ringing insistently until Caesar is forced to wake up. He sleepily contemplates the clock on the nightstand for about three or four seconds. The next thing it would know, were it actually capable of knowing anything at all, is it's brand new owner opening the bedroom's window and chucking it right out into the yard.
Look, he didn't feel like figuring out how to turn it off, okay?
Then he slams the window shut again and goes back to bed.
....wait.
Strike that.
He's back at the window a minute later, the situation finally sinking in. He has no idea where he is right now. It's a little disorienting. Caesar pries the window back up and leans out, looking around the front yard of the house on Goldberg Street. Weird looking houses: check. Weird things on the street: check. Weird everything: check.
The alarm clock is still ringing away in the grass out there.]
Huh. [Yeah, here is one baffled looking kid.] Definitely not the castle anymore.
b. [Phone || No filter]
...is this working?
[To be honest, he hasn't figured this phone thing out beyond that it is some kind of communication device. That's thanks to sitting through a few of the random calls that have been picked up by it since he got stuck here earlier this morning. Thankfully, he's bright enough and curious enough to work out how to use it.
First step is to establish who else is here and if he would know any of them, so... Mayfield gets a list of nations that exist only in his world listed off to them rather than a greeting or a barrage of confusion!]
Must be. So, just to clarify, anyone familiar with Jowston, Harmonia, Grasslands, Toran, Tinto, Falena, Xexen, Dunan, or Camaro?
[He could go on, but that covers quite a few.]
RINGRINGRINGRINGRING--
[It all begins with the room's alarm clock going off, ringing insistently until Caesar is forced to wake up. He sleepily contemplates the clock on the nightstand for about three or four seconds. The next thing it would know, were it actually capable of knowing anything at all, is it's brand new owner opening the bedroom's window and chucking it right out into the yard.
Look, he didn't feel like figuring out how to turn it off, okay?
Then he slams the window shut again and goes back to bed.
....wait.
Strike that.
He's back at the window a minute later, the situation finally sinking in. He has no idea where he is right now. It's a little disorienting. Caesar pries the window back up and leans out, looking around the front yard of the house on Goldberg Street. Weird looking houses: check. Weird things on the street: check. Weird everything: check.
The alarm clock is still ringing away in the grass out there.]
Huh. [Yeah, here is one baffled looking kid.] Definitely not the castle anymore.
b. [Phone || No filter]
...is this working?
[To be honest, he hasn't figured this phone thing out beyond that it is some kind of communication device. That's thanks to sitting through a few of the random calls that have been picked up by it since he got stuck here earlier this morning. Thankfully, he's bright enough and curious enough to work out how to use it.
First step is to establish who else is here and if he would know any of them, so... Mayfield gets a list of nations that exist only in his world listed off to them rather than a greeting or a barrage of confusion!]
Must be. So, just to clarify, anyone familiar with Jowston, Harmonia, Grasslands, Toran, Tinto, Falena, Xexen, Dunan, or Camaro?
[He could go on, but that covers quite a few.]