One Shackle (backdated to Tuesday)

[godlyreigns]

I - [action for 769 Bunker]

[Rider was instantly on edge. Feeling no connection to Sakura, and waking up next to a strange man probably did the trick. So the instant she regains full consciousness, she springs out of bed.]

[a) Jonathan - your new notwaifu has acquired a kitchen cleaver and is pointing it at you.] Answers. Now. What have you done with me? Where is my Master?

[b) Sealand - your notmom is padding around the house, wearily. When she sees you, wherever you are, she stops and looks quizzical.] Are you the one they think is my son?

II - [phone - morning]

[Rider's voice is calm, but has an edge of intense worry and anxiety.] Is someone named Sakura Matou in this town? I must find her, immediately.

III - [florists - the next afternoon]

[She'd gotten a call the previous day, asking why she hadn't come in for work at the flower shop. So, dutifully, she'd went there. However, she looks ridiculously uncertain. Her steps have a certain tentative air to them, and she looks like she's not even sure she's in the right building.]

Ah...hello? Does anyone work here...?

[If you happen to be going there for whatever reason, feel free to bump into the confused lady who knows nothing about her job :<]

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[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Many of them are former residents of this place. There is a possibility that their... souls are the power source for the entire town, which notably has no power generators of any kind.

Anyone can become a drone, if their will slackens, or if punished for violation of the edicts of the town masters, or simply because those who rule this place wish to be cruel.

Not all dronings are the same, some turn you into homicidal brutes.

I have killed many murder-drones in my time here, as few can match me with bolter or blade. [ There is no pride in his voice as he says this, no braggadocio. He's just telling the truth. ]

[godlyreigns]

[She takes this all in, rapt on the other end of the line.]

Murder-drones?

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

That is my name for them. They act like they're citizens of the town, cheerful, and manic, but they'll kill you as soon as look at you. I've only seen it happen once, during a time when the milkman's milk was specially tainted.

I had many, many battles that week, but I was able to save a few of them.

[godlyreigns]

They tainted the milk...?

[The biggest sigh. This was going to be a full-on war, wasn't it?]

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Indeed they did. The milk the mailman brings is always deadly, but this time... he forced us to drink it, or turned us into murderous, mind-controlled versions of ourselves.

I was poisoned or driven almost unto madness several times by his foul concoctions.

[ There is only war. ]