vijftien - Podfield

[gezellig]

A - [1447 Mitchell Rd.] - for housemates

[Once home from work, Holland is going to spend a good deal of time listening to the phone lines.  If he understood right, somehow, somewhere, his actual notwife is stuck in a plant of some kind.  And this one at home?  She's fake.  No wonder the pancakes tasted off this morning.  There was that whole insulting him thing too, he suddenly recalled.

There's no helping it; he's got to look for her.]

B - [The streets]

[Armed with a hammer, a gardening trowel, and one of his handguns, he'll be looking for pods.  

ooc:  If you'd like to be rescued by Holland, feel free!  Just comment with the location of your character's pod and he'll get them out.]

C - [Pod]

[. . . not as expected.  Somewhere between the unplanned bout of unconsciousness and waking up in a slimy, dark, horrible space, Netherlands was caught and put into a pod himself.  He'll immediately discovers that calling for help was a bad idea, getting a mouthful of ooze and finding it hard to breathe or even move in the cramped space.  After struggling as much as he can, he eventually falls back unconscious. Too bad; he'd always liked plants, too.]</small>

D - [Podland]



[Podland, as he will be named from here on out, seems to be enjoying Holland's life in Mayfield.  He goes to the house on 1447 MItchell just in time to watch Canada and podwife Canada duke it out on the lawn for a bit, straightening a few broken flowers and giving some friendly advice, but whether it's to the podwife or the notwife it's impossible to tell.]</small>

Nou ja. . .

It's good to see you enjoying yourself, but you really shouldn't damage the yard!

[And then he'll smile, though it's just a bit sneaky.  Yes, Podland is definitely enjoying this.]

E - [Later] 

[Feel free to bump into Podland; he's probably visiting some of Holland's good friends and neighbors with armfuls of tulips to offer.  The yard on Mitchell Rd. is practically barren of the flowers. ] 

[After midnight - for Canada]

[Eventually, once he realizes the pods have vanished, he'll head home.  He spent all the rest of the night looking for Canada, and now he's just exhausted.  There's still dried slime everywhere and he just wants rest.

He walks in the door, dropping his hammer in the entry-way and slowly heading up the stairs.]

Comments

C.

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[Another one! By now, Nina is used to opening the pods. She carries a knife with her just for that purpose. She starts to slice it open, careful not to hurt the person inside.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Unconscious nation. Hooray, Nina wins.]

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[She nudges him gently.]

Hey. Wake up.

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Nooo unconsciousness is better. She'll have to try harder.]

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[She does! She start to shake him, looking anxious.]

Hey! Wake up!

E

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[Canada, the right one, is upstairs in the bathroom, trying to clean herself up after her fight... with herself. She's trying not to think about that, really. Focusing on only physical things, though, there's a still-bleeding gash on her shoulder she can't seem to patch up, try as she may. This is the reason Podland will find her coming downstairs in a clean skirt and brassiere, a few bandages on her arms and a bruise on one cheek, a shirt held up mostly ineffectually to cover her chest.

She starts talking without preamble, holding a roll of bandaging out to him.]

Look, I know you're apparently useless today, but this is going to ruin all my blouses if I don't cover it up and I can't... [Is that a basket of tulips? She didn't wreck that many of them, did she?]

What are you doing with those flowers?

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

I'm sharing them.

[And then he hands her one. Standing oh so very close to her.]

You aren't hurt too bad, right?

[Just a grin. . .]

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[She looks at the flower, usually something she loves to see, but doesn't take it.]

I'll be fine.

Weren't the tulips fine in the garden?

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[He'll just have to get closer if she doesn't take it. Close enough that she might feel like backing away a bit.]

Sure, but they were ruined anyway.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[It's cute that you think there's a possibility for retreat when she's just coming out of a fight and is, as far as she's concerned, in the middle of a war of some sort. So, no, she'll be standing her ground and standing up tall, watching his face.]

Surely not all of them.

oh I love this plod! /shot || E

[partytoastess.livejournal.com]

[ Pod!Nena is pretty complacent today.

However, she still retains some selfish charm. She sees the flowers and immediately runs up giggling. She does recognize Podland as a pod, being a pod herself but the bodysnatcher seems delighted. ]

I suppose one of those are for Nena, Holland~?

[ GIVE NENA A TULIP OR SUFFER. ):

Except not really. ]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

Sure thing.

[Staring shameless at the cute girl. . .]

[partytoastess.livejournal.com]

Oh! Okay! Can I have all the pink ones?!

[ She just blinks innocently hoping to get ALL THE PINK ONES. ]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

What will you give me back?

[Just a slight smirk.]

[partytoastess.livejournal.com]

Whatever you want, though I shouldn't have to give you anything for something pink~!

[ That threat sounded all too cheerful because it is all too cheerful, and not really a threat. Just another way of Nena saying pink trumps all. ]

B

[naicha]

_{[ This... is not Podwan. She has a knife in her hand, and she's waving it around as she approaches him. ]}

Holland, Holland! Are you the real Holland?

Um, say something nice!

cute. . .

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

The pods are the ones acting all happy and nice.

[Huff. Their insults just roll off of him, really.]

Don't wave that at me!

[naicha]

Hehe. _{[ She lowers the knife. ]} You're normal! Did you wake up in a pod, too?

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

. . . ja, Taiwan.

Did somebody help you out?

[naicha]

Yeah! But I don't remember who it was. _{[ Handwave magic. ]} So I figured I should save some people, too! It's the only thing I can do. Besides, a town full of creepy doubles is plain scary, hehe.

after midnight option woooo

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[Canada's lying on their bed in her nightgown, not asleep, but too achy and frustrated by everything to be productive in the slightest. The bruise on her cheek has blossomed to include some rather fantastic colours, by now, and Kumarie has taken to licking it worriedly every so often, as if that will help, but for now she's just curled up at the nation's side. Hearing noise downstairs Canada will get up and go to open the door, standing there and waiting to be sure if it's really him or not.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[He won't look up until he's gotten to the top of the stairs, reaching out for their door- and then he sees her, stopping just to look for a long moment.]

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[She looks back for a bit, not moving, then wrinkles her nose.]

Are you really you or am I gonna want to sleep on the couch?

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Staring more. . .he's just so tired. But it sounds like her, and the bruise, while worrying, is evidence enough.]

It's me.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[For a moment, she keeps looking at him, as if trying to make sure, then she accepts it and lets out a breath, giving a nod as she goes to get back in bed.]

Thank goodness.