The Training Wheels Come off Your Bike, You Start to Notice Boys you Like

[shoeofbaileys]

Who: Old Gregg, and all the fine gentlemen who signed up here
Where: Around town, then in Old Gregg's basement
What: Old Gregg decides it's high time he had a try-out to find him a man. By which I mean, Old Gregg proceeds to kidnap several men.
When: Tuesday

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KIDNAPPING THREADS

[shoeofbaileys]

[As you fine gentlemen of Mayfield go about your day today, you'll notice you're being followed. Not particularly well, as whoever's following you moves kind of like a frog, sometimes walking and sometimes hopping, and occasionally shouting "I'm Old Gregg". But clearly, he thinks he's being fairly sneaky.

Up to the point where he moves directly behind you, and whispers in your ear.]

Old Gregg likes you.

You like Old Gregg?

[Well? Do you like Old Gregg?

Do you?]

[OOC: This is the thread for the individual people to be kidnapped in. This'll just be between Gregg and each of the guys.]

[shoeofbaileys]

Good.

Don't want to all have to break your pretty little legs and carry you back home.

[And he'll now start to actually lead you towards his own house, Dick, unless you resist.]

[notasidedick]

[Going to just follow you. He'll figure something out later. It's better then risking getting his legs broken right when he's just arrived here.]

FFFF Sorry for so late..

[shoeofbaileys]

[And Gregg'll just drag you to his house. And towards the basement.

Where he has just set up all kinds of chains.]

You all able to chain yourself or Old Gregg gonna have to do it?

So'k! <3

[notasidedick]

I can do it myself.

[Mostly because he would know exactly how to get out of them if he had to. So he rather do it himself then let Old Gregg do it.]

He will hate this forever.

[gezellighe]

[On one of the warmer days they've had in Mayfield this summer, Holland is out digging in one corner of the yard. Today was the day he'd picked to put the sprinkler back together, now that he had all the parts he needed.

Damn tanks.

As he's pretty involved in his work, he doesn't notice whoever might be around; after all, people in Mayfield were walking by all of the time, even the really odd ones.

It's the third or fourth time that he hears the phrase "I'm Old Gregg" that he even looks up and wonders what was going on.

Weird. No need to worry; he's got a shovel and he knows how to use it.

And it's exactly then, when he hears a voice in his ear, that he's turning around fast, shovel raised to take a swing at whoever had the nerve to invade his personal space.]

Who the hell are you?

Gregg will possibly love this forever, in comparison

[shoeofbaileys]

[If he's afraid of being hit by the shovel, Gregg sure doesn't show it. In fact, it'd be pretty accurate to say Gregg clearly doesn't give a shit. He just tilts his head a moment.]

Don't you know who I am motherlicker?

I'M OLD GREGG!

You all wanna go to a party?

[gezellighe]

[. . . he supposed he should have guessed that one. Holland tightens his grip on the shovel, not unlike a baseball bat.]

Like hell I do. Get off my lawn.

[Old Gregg will get a scowl.]

[shoeofbaileys]

[Yeah. Not backing down. At all. If anything, he's getting a bit closer.]

Old Gregg make sure you have a good time. Yes sir. Knows all the best places in this old witch town.

[gezellighe]

What are you?

[A fish, a man? Holland doesn't know if hitting him with the shovel would be getting rid of a pest or murder. He'll be backing up.]

[shoeofbaileys]

I'M OLD GREGG!

Who you?

[Closer. Closer closer closer. Grabbing at a pants leg now, Holland.]

[gezellighe]

Not what I asked.

[Shaking his leg, Holland will scoot back a little. In the direction of his house, no less.]

[shoeofbaileys]

Old Gregg got a mangina. Yes sir. All got a downstairs mix up.

[Starting to stand up from his kneeling crouch, Holland.]

[gezellighe]

. . . .

[Yeah, he's going to swing that shovel now, hard. ]

[shoeofbaileys]

[Gregg'll take that shit to the head, knocking him down. While he's struggling on the ground, dazed, after having been hit, he'll be trying to lift up his skirt to flash you with his mangina. Best chance of knocking your ass out that Gregg knows.]

/. . . late

[gezellighe]

[He's going rather quickly to the house, but Holland does make that one mistake of looking back. He won't remember anything.]