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forgotten_titan) wrote2011-11-10 06:42 pm
forgotten_titan) wrote2011-11-10 06:42 pm
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Memory 001: Starting over again.
Good morning 625 Topper Street! Usually, the house would be filled with the chatter of the drone!kids and the drone!wife as they start the day all fresh and chirpy. However, this time there's something, or rather someone, who's acting out of the "ordinary" for drones. Rather, when the drone!mum pops up to shake her "daughter" awake, all she gets is a sleepy, "Ten more minutes dad, please...?" Drone!mum shakes her head with exasperation, but gives the teenager the extra time she wants.
Tara is in bed less than that though, as her sleepy mind suddenly realizes that something is not right. Her mom isn't home, she's working out of the country. It's dad who usually wakes her up. And he would NEVER give her ten extra minutes.
Action: 625 Topper Street
Hey Sniper, you have a blonde girl dressed in pyjamas trying to sneak to the phone. She's trying to avoid the drone!mum and the kids, but obviously she's no Spy. However, she does look determined, if not nervous, to get to that phone. Care to speak with her and say hi to your new not!daughter?
Action: Topper Street
She's just had a conversation with her new not!dad, but there's still plenty of things she doesn't get. She's taken to wondering the streets outside now, gaping at the perfect houses and trees that line the entire neighborhood.
Action: School
Mayfield High, there's a new kid who's in town. Tara "Mundy" is looking a little lost though, and she has no idea where the classes are, or even which is her locker. She's going around asking people for help. Maybe she's just waved you over then? Or maybe you see her wandering the corridor? Either way, will you help her out?
Action: Town, after school.
The moment the bell goes, she's out of the place immediately to check out the rest of town. Prison or no, she's not one to turn down the opportunity to go exploring. You might see her around as she checks out the place.
Phone, unfiltered
(She was already told that she had been taken from home, that this wasn't even the USA that she had grown up in. Still, she had to at least try. Her fingers nearly slip as she dials in the number.)
...Dad? Are you there?
Tara is in bed less than that though, as her sleepy mind suddenly realizes that something is not right. Her mom isn't home, she's working out of the country. It's dad who usually wakes her up. And he would NEVER give her ten extra minutes.
Action: 625 Topper Street
Hey Sniper, you have a blonde girl dressed in pyjamas trying to sneak to the phone. She's trying to avoid the drone!mum and the kids, but obviously she's no Spy. However, she does look determined, if not nervous, to get to that phone. Care to speak with her and say hi to your new not!daughter?
Action: Topper Street
She's just had a conversation with her new not!dad, but there's still plenty of things she doesn't get. She's taken to wondering the streets outside now, gaping at the perfect houses and trees that line the entire neighborhood.
Action: School
Mayfield High, there's a new kid who's in town. Tara "Mundy" is looking a little lost though, and she has no idea where the classes are, or even which is her locker. She's going around asking people for help. Maybe she's just waved you over then? Or maybe you see her wandering the corridor? Either way, will you help her out?
Action: Town, after school.
The moment the bell goes, she's out of the place immediately to check out the rest of town. Prison or no, she's not one to turn down the opportunity to go exploring. You might see her around as she checks out the place.
Phone, unfiltered
(She was already told that she had been taken from home, that this wasn't even the USA that she had grown up in. Still, she had to at least try. Her fingers nearly slip as she dials in the number.)
...Dad? Are you there?
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(She's going to reach up for it and take it off to look at it. Seems normal enough.)
Is there something wrong with it?
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It wasn't straight.
[But now it's off. So he is no longer bothered by how said hat was not straight. Kid is now obviously less bothered.]
You just arrived this morning, you said?
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Yeah, that's right. I'm Tara. And you are...?
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My name is Death the Kid. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Tara. Though Mayfield is hardly the ideal place to meet.
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And you don't have to call me "Miss". Just Tara is fine, Death.
(Thankfully, she's already met her neighbor, "Greed", so being introduced to someone named "Death" isn't surprising.)
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[Insert joke where one says "Death is my father!"]
Not a fan of math?
[Yes. He will ask you about math instead of talking more about Mayfield
maybe we're not talking about someone with the best social skills with strangers ok.]no subject
(That's ok, totally normal question for a high school teens. I think.)
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If you need help, I would be happy to help you with it.
[Provided the numbers are even. And the shapes are symmetrical.]
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So, what grade are you in then Kid? I'm in tenth grade, maybe we've got class together or something.
Quick self, do math! What grade is 15ish? It is like 10th grade, right? XD
I...have no idea, I had to Google it myself! But yes, I think so.
Good enough for me XD
The drone instructors teach directly from the textbook and aren't particularly engaging. They are strict about maintaining order in the classroom.
The professors who are not drones, however, can be very interesting.
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(PLEASE let one of them be a math teacher. She can't imagine anything worse than getting one of the robotic people in town to teach her her worst subject on earth.)
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Unfortunately, it doesn't matter what they teach. Unless the person was actually an instructor at home, their teaching skills are not always the best.
[ooc: Aside from Mustang teaching chemistry I have no idea who teaches what XD sorry! also orz I am so sorry so late ;-;]
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Oh.
(She seems a bit down by this. Eventhough she's not a fan of school, at least it offered her a sense of normalcy, something that she could do and she was used to. With teachers who can't even teach, the normal factor just got thrown out the window.)
Well, I guess I'll just have to deal with it. Maybe I can study on my own instead.
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[Kid frowns.]
If you ever need help, I would be happy to try. I'm not well versed in every subject, but I can get by with the help of a textbook as necessary.