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[justice_smells]

[Something is wrong when she wakes up. It takes her a moment to place it. Weird decor. Room clearly not on an asteroid. No horns. Not smelling anything other than an absurdly weak whiff of freshly laundered cloth. Hm...

Oh, right. Eyes. She kicks the stuffed honeybeast off her bizarre human bed right out the conveniently open window.]An abduction

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[strike_you_out]

[On this fine morning, Slugger awakens to the sound of an unfamiliar voice coming from the bedroom next door to his. Suddenly wide awake, he crawls to the edge of his bed and stares toward the wall separating the two rooms. It's too muffled to hear what the voice is saying but it sounds different from that of the drone girl who normally occupied the room. Either some fool has broken into the house and is horrible at staying quiet, or...

Listening hard, he silently gravitates toward the wall until his ear is pressed against it.]

[justice_smells]

[Door open, door slam. Sounds like she's paused in the hall.]

[strike_you_out]

[First, silence...

Then, on the door behind her come two loud, distinct knocks. Sounds like someone's in the room she just walked out of.]

[justice_smells]

[...Odd. Well, she didn't get this far by running away from probable danger. She kicks the door back open.]

Freeze, fiend!

[deaths_heritor]

[And who should have been in the hallway but Susan, on her way to the drone girl's room to hustle her down into the basement. She leans against the open doorway.]

'Colony' would be a less bizarre turn of phrase, I think. Now allow me a chance to play. Deductive reasoning reveals that you are not usually a human, nor from Earth.

[justice_smells]

Very good! Humans must get a lot cleverer by adulthood.

[deaths_heritor]

Most species do. With the possible exception of puppies.

Welcome to Mayfield. You'll find that most everyone here is abducted, and nobody honestly knows how 'that crap' happened.

[justice_smells]

Hm.

New deduction! The culprit must have transdimensional and/or transtemporal technology.

[puzzlerprince]

[As Edward passes by the room, he almost expects to hear the shrill chirping of the dreaded drone daughter. But today, he hears... an unfamiliar voice. He turns, glances into the bedroom.]

...you're new.

[justice_smells]

New sounds like it's a thing that I am!

Who are you.

[puzzlerprince]

My name is Edward Nigma.

It seems as though fate has been cruel enough to place you in this household.

[justice_smells]

Fate, or a criminal! Getting to the bottom of this is on my to-do list.