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[This morning before Rin could leave the house, her drone mother stopped her to try a new recipe. Ever since Luka replaced her "mother," Rin's found it hard to deny her the little things like this, and so despite her better instincts, she went ahead and ate the bright purple quiche for breakfast. It was pretty tasty, actually... but then she started to feel incredibly strange. Thinking she could sleep it off, she took a nap on the couch for a few hours....]



(947 Beulah St.)

[And just as predicted, Rin has woken up feeling great! And somehow, the inside of the house has turned a sunny yellow color while she was asleep, but she doesn't question it because it's fantastic. Her most favorite yellow. But even better - when she woke up, someone familiar was sitting across from her... or so she thinks.

For a while, she chats with the last drone brother in the house, but it's more than a little eerie - they're talking to each other, yet, each seems to be having a different conversation. His responses don't match what she's saying, and hers don't match his. As if neither of them can hear each other, but they believe that they can. Rin's calling him "Len". As the conversation goes on, she goes from confused, to happy, to agitated, until finally she stands up, looks at the family photos, and lets out a piercing, terrible scream. The unfortunate drone is standing right behind her, so he receives a nice, hard punch to the face before she can flee to the streets.]


Fuck you!! You big moron-! I... I! ♪

(What Rin saw, part 1)

[Latvia's drone follows her to the doorstep with a bloody nose and a placid smile, quite visible to housemates and neighbors as she staggers down the street in confusion. Do you dare inquire?]

(Residential Areas)

[Rin is standing in front of a mailbox, not her own, and possibly yours! But for some reason they've all been looking especially big and important. So she decided to open some up and peek at some random mail. What she sees is a postcard of her older siblings, MEIKO and KAITO, both in lavish new outfits, looking happy as can be. Flipping it over, it reads:]

Rin,
Remember the last concert you had, where KAITO and I weren't invited onstage but the rest of the family were? Of COURSE you do, because that describes EVERY concert you've ever been in. We've always been big supporters of yours from the sidelines, watching you shine under the lights and soaking up all of your fake sympathy with a smile after the curtain went down. Well, now that we're the only ones left, we get everything Crypton has to offer: appends, live shows, all the nice clothes... In other words, it's great publicity for us, and the more time passes and the more fans we take from you, the better it feels and the more we've come to realize we don't miss you at all.
So you brats can stay gone forever, ok? Seriously. Don't come home.
♥ MEIKO


[Rin slowly puts the mail back in the box and steps back, at a loss.]

(Phone)

[So the day has gone by, and Rin's seen house-shaped giga puddings and tiny roadroller-ant hybrids cruising around town. In a moment of sanity, Rin's decided to go back home and make a phone call to figure all this shit out. In picking up the phone, she doesn't hear a dial tone, just an eerie silence. But she starts talking anyway.]

Hello? Is anyone else- [kssssh. Although to others on the line it should sound perfectly normal, Rin hears her voice come out as static. Confused, she slowly continues speaking.] .... seeing strange [ksssshhhh KSSSSHHHH] ... M-My voice, it's static must be [fzzzzzbrrrrrrkssshhhh] V-Virus! ♪ Someone, Ruri-chan- [ioaeuopuogiogkrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

... Rin gives up and hangs up the phone. But she's sticking around for a while - if she can't speak, then she's trying to see if she can still sing. She'll pick up if you call back, but who knows what she'll hear?]


(Uptown)

[Did you want to come save Rin after the phone call? Too bad - looks like she left just before you got there. She chased another hallucination all the way to the high school, where she proceeded to stop and call out. And talk to thin air...]

Len!! Wait! Dammit-- No way... Ehhh?! Hey, I don't care if you're Len or what... I am a Vocaloid! I was built by Crypton! My personality was crafted by the consensus of fans! It's unusual but it's still something that actually happened.... Just who the hell are you calling 'fictional?' Everyone? Hah, now I know you're insane. ♪

--No!!! SHUT UP!! I said shut up! That's not what I want! You don't know me! You don't know what I want! ♪

(What Rin saw, part 2)

[...Artificial or not, her heart can't take much more of this.]

(Road to the highway)

[Rin walks along, followed ten steps behind by another Rin with dark hair and clothes who is singing a terrible little song to her. Of course, this is just another hallucination. Rin's the one who is singing, and singing loudly for all to hear, at that - a song called "Abstract Nonsense," while the music pumps from the speakers on her legs as usual.]



[it seems she intends to walk out onto the highway, and never come back. Despite the loop, she just may succeed in that goal.]


((OOC: WHEW FINALLY DONE. So, feel free to tag any prompt, just know that Lil' Slugger has dibs on killing Rin and Anon has dibs on stealing her corpse later. ...Yep. It's that kind of a day.

Also, replies to the uptown prompt may result in violence or even malicious fourth-wall-breaking existential bullshit directed toward your character, so if you choose that one, please tell me in the subject line what you're okay with and what not to do!! Thank you!! Seriously, if you read this whole thing you deserve a gold star or something. orz ))

Phone

Date: 2011-11-18 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hontobakabaka.livejournal.com
You sound fine to me Rin, but can you come to my house if you want a full diagnostic repair? I can't easily move the entire suite.

Date: 2011-11-18 12:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hontobakabaka.livejournal.com
[Ruri holds the phone back for a second then looks at it]

Yes, its me. Are you all right Rin?

Date: 2011-11-19 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hontobakabaka.livejournal.com
Stay at home, I'm on my way.

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[Residential Areas]

Date: 2011-11-18 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com
[This wasn't real.
This wasn't real.
This wasn't real.

It felt so real. Lucas wanders the streets, carefully keeping to himself, ignoring everything he hears, averting his eyes from any human figure he sees. He just had to remember... He couldn't allow himself to succumb to this again...

He's so absorbed in trying to keep to himself that it's no wonder he smacks straight into Rin.
And it's like a small portion of his mind defogs. The light turns on, and he sees, at last, someone who is supposed to be in this awful place.]


Rin...! Rin, that's really you, isn't it?

Date: 2011-11-18 04:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com
...You're not going to start telling me how worthless I am, are you?

[Lucas smiles a bit, wearily, as he glances around his environment.]

Are you seeing strange things, too? You didn't just look in that mailbox, did you?

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Highway

Date: 2011-11-18 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com
[Prior to succumbing to his own delusions, Slugger has been sensing the rising distress of others in Mayfield. The call of duty cannot be ignored and it leads him to the highway where he spots a familiar, yellow-haired figure walking alone. Bat at his side, Slugger follows.

As Rin ventures farther along the highway, the distant echo of inline skates on asphalt begins to catch up with her. She may not notice it at first, but soon the sound will grow louder and louder until it pounds in her ears.]

Date: 2011-11-20 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com
[Slugger grins and moves directly through the other Rin on his way to the real one. He's never hit a robot before so he'll be sure to strike with extra force. Without stopping or slowing, Slugger swings his bat with both hands at Rin's head. The last thing she'll see is an arc of metallic gold rushing toward her face.]

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Uptown

Date: 2011-11-18 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hintcoinplz.livejournal.com
[Have a tap on the shoulder, and a concerned-looking Luke.]
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[Luke takes a few steps back, but he doesn't leave.

Instead, he's just watching her standing a few inches away from a nearby spike trap.]

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uptown; hit me with whatever

Date: 2011-11-18 05:03 pm (UTC)
micronation: (what?)
From: [personal profile] micronation
[Luckily Sealand's only had prepackaged junk food today. And England said his eating habits were bad for him. But once he sees Rin talking to nothing, he approaches.]

Hey, Rin? Are you okay?

[He's a bit wary--this is Mayfield, after all--but he's more worried.]

Date: 2011-11-19 08:45 pm (UTC)
micronation: (what?)
From: [personal profile] micronation
Yeah, it's me!

[He reaches to touch her arm.]

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action - highway

Date: 2011-11-19 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hispalette.livejournal.com
[people are being very silly today. Red has seen quite enough of this nonsense to last him a lifetime, and while there are a great many people who seem to be in need of help, he's only one person and it doesn't take much to distract him at all.

current said distraction happens to be Rin. watching her stumble in the direction of the highway, Red follows in the most inconspicuous way he can manage - atop Charizard. he flies overhead, keeping a safe distance behind her so that it'll be harder to see him, and continues for some time.

it's time to draw the line when she starts singing. Charizard flies lower and lower until Red is able to safely hop off of his back, drawing him back into his Poke Ball when he's safely on the street and barely a few feet behind Rin. after a few seconds, he finally finds his voice and calls out:]


Rin?

Date: 2011-11-19 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hispalette.livejournal.com
[...not the type of reaction he was looking for. there's something about the way she's looking at him that just rubs him the wrong way - a spacey, vacant look that's both creepy and oddly dangerous. not sure why he's come to the latter impression, but he has a hunch that it would be best if he didn't aggravate her.]

You tell me. It's hard to get work done out here. [he takes a step towards her.] What are you doing?

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