8 - April Fool's Day Event

[perfectsymmetry]

...what is with these bloody phones today?


[Answers with a quiet voice] .....hello?

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[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...What the hell is this?

Hello? You're not coming up as a registered comm. State your name, rank, ID number, and what you're wearing.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

I, er, I should be asking you the same thing, sir! Uh... my name's Calleo Crowe, I don't have a rank or ID number.


....did you just ask what I'm wearing?

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes I did. No rank or ID number? Is this a civilian comm?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Sputters a bit] Well I hardly see where THAT is relavent, sir.

Civilian... wait. A-are you calling from OUTSIDE of Mayfield?!

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure where Mayfield is.. what planet in what system is Mayfield? Are you calling from Earth?

And of course it's relevant. For some reason it's only picking up audio on the comm instead of visual and audio, so I had to ask. *dead serious tone*

*back to light hearted* This is Captain James T. Kirk of the U.S.S. Enterprise.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He'll totally blow over the comment about what he's wearing because OH MY GOD SOMEONE FROM OUTSIDE MAYFIELD. He starts peaking very quickly.]

Y-you're serious? This isn't a joke?! Yes, Mayfield is on earth, or um, at least I assume it is, it's kind of a weird situation honestly. You see, people here are being held prisoner! They're being kidnapped from all over the place! I didn't think it was possible to speak with people outside of town!

"Captain"? Are you with the military, then?

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Prisoner!? Kidnapped?! ...Hell, what did I get myself into...

I'm part of Starfleet. Do they have Starfleet in your time? What year is it where you are? ... *computery beeping* I can't get a fix on your location. If we can figure out where you are, we can provide assistance.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Starfleet? I never heard of that... um. Well Mayfield is pretty weird, it's pretty much sometime in the 1950s here. But I came from 2010.

I think, um... OK this may sound odd, but bear with me here. I think Mayfield is in it's own, um, dimension? Something like that? You can't get out of here. The town loops around itself.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...That is definitely, definitely weird.

1950s? Bill and Len are from around those times...

It's 2259 here. Am I really the first person you've talked to outside of the town? What about phones? ...If it's the 1950s no computers... mail?

What about going straight up? *voice getting more curious by the moment*

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

2259?! Well... at this rate, I believe it. I've not been here long but I've met people from all sorts of times and places...

The phone only works within the confines of the town. You can't call outside, until today.

Up? Oh wow, I hadn't thought about that. I wonder if that'd work?

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

So you were recently kidnapped? We haven't figure out how to time travel yet.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Y-yes... I woke up here one morning. The scary thing is, it's set up to look like you've lived here your entire life. And you're set up with a family and everything. There's a LOT of people here who've also been kidnapped. But some people... some people were dead before they got here...

Ah, well it would just figure I'd get on the phone with someone 300 years from the future... but um, I appreciate you listening, anyway.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...Ironically, things are not that different here. We've had people coming back from the dead, from the past, even from other universes on my ship. I guess you can't see images on this phone you're on?

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

[Pause.] Eh? Did I get the wrong frequency somewhere?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh. Um. Possibly? Who is this, may I ask?

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

Oz. Um, Oz Vessalius.

...

Say, you don't have a frequency at all! Is that why I can't set it to--

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh, no this is a telephone I'm on, not a radio. Wow, um, does it even work like that?

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

You have a telephone? Not a communicator? I don't think it's supposed to work like that either.

...wait, who are you?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, no, definitely a telephone. Oh, my name's Calleo Crowe. A-are you calling from Mayfield....?

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

Ehh? Definitely not. I don't think I've ever called anyone outside the city before.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Outside of what city? Aren't you in Mayfield?

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

Nope. [Sounding absolutely confused.] Should I be?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, well normally we can't get calls in or out of town, so I'd say yes, but... today seems to be an exception to the rule, it seems. May I ask where you're calling from? I-if there's a way to talk to people outside of town, I was wondering if... [He trails off. He wasn't quite sure what he was wondering. That he could get help? Getting a message out to his family?]

[acreepybrat.livejournal.com]

Wow, that's pretty... huh, we're kind of in a similar situation, I guess. Except, I'm not sure how I'm getting a call out of Discedo. [Sorry, I just haven't the least idea when/where he'd get his hands on a telephone, so pulled him from game canon instead. XD;]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

_{[Works for me! April Fool's Day is just crazy like that ;D]}


Discedo? [He thinks that's an odd name for a town.] Well, I suppose we should count ourselves lucky then, eh? Wait - you're not trapped there by chance, are you?!