For mayfield_rpg

[hell_wheel]

A] Action!

[There is an old man at the school gym, after hours.

He is practicing basic martial art stances and basic katas.

Complaining to no one in particular.]

I have been old for so long, I forgot what it's like to actually feel old.



B] Phone!

I am attempting to entertain the child I have been put in charge of.

Can someone kindly explain to me how American Football works?



C] Action!

[It is cold, raining and windy out today.

A friendly old man notices you heading to work, or to school, and pulls up along-side you.]

Need a ride? It is a miserable day for walking.



D] Action! - After regains.

[It's nice out. There isn't a cloud in the sky. The day looks to be a peaceful one.

Except for that large, flaming, wooden cart wheel flying down the road. Is that a face on it, screaming in anger?]
(I could not find a good pic of Hell Girl - Wanyudo's wheel so this will do for now.)

Comments

C - [Action]

[calibratedangel]

No, thanks. Those things don't look safe. Besides, the rain feels good.

D

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger pauses to watch as a flaming wagon wheel crosses his path. Was that--?]

...Wanyudo?

[He launches into a speedy pursuit of the wheel.]

B

[fthisgetmecigs]

I think y'grab the ball and run the fuck away from the big guys with the different uniform that want to kill you. [So eloquent with his descriptions. Really he has no clue.]

A- [Action]

[last_to_kneel]

[Varon spots the old man complaining and smirks. He notices the katas and recognizes some of them from his own training with Rafael. Dressed in the standard Mayfield High gym uniform, he sets his gym bag down to the side and begins his warm-ups.]

Sounds like you're gettin' senile there, old man.

D

[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

[Guess who's walking down the street without a care in the world? One Italy Veneciano, happily "Ve-ing" his way to a friends. Good weather, even in Mayfield, makes Feli cheerful because it means that it's a good day for a siesta! Hopefully with nice dreams of pasta, pizza and pretty girls...

Caught up in his own world, Feli doesn't even notice that he's stepped directly into the path of an oncoming, angry-looking wheel. Not until he hears the screaming, looks up and freezes for a mini second.

Residents around Mayfield may wonder whether there is a screaming competition going on today, because Feli's shrieking is bursting ear drums. He practically grows wings on his feet as he turns tail and hurtles himself down the street.]

GEEEEEERRRRRRMMMMMMAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNYYYYYY~~!!

[So much for a peaceful day.]