People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away

[Phone call filtered from NPCs/drones]

Hey everyone. Now that things are hopefully quiet again, I have some news for ya'll. I know I ain't the only one with some computer stuff here. Besides my laptop and iPad, I just got some servers back from home. Those along with Ruri's crazy futuristic super computer should be enough to get us all networked together! Now, if ya don't wanna, I understand, cuz ya have some sensitive materials ya don't wanna share on your machine. It won't be full access anyway, ya only have to share what ya want! So if you're interested, lemme know, and we'll get to work on it. I wanna see how many people we've got to work with. And if ya get a computer in the future, just gimme a call and we'll get ya hooked up. My name's Quinn.

[Never mind that he could use his technomancy to easily access whatever he wanted on your computer. OH WELL. He won't mention that part.]

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[Action: Quinn about town! You might find him in the following places:

- He's standing outside the barber shop, wondering if he should get a haircut. He hasn't had one since getting to Mayfield, and that ponytail is well past his shoulders now.

- At the department store, looking over the appliances and talking to them. Yep. You might find him talking to the display models (so long as they're plugged in/have batteries). He'll have them in his hands and will be talking quietly and pleasantly to them. Mostly he's looking for anything he might be able to disassemble and use for spare parts, but making some new friends is always nice.

- Later that night, he's at the tavern, having a few drinks and talking to anyone and everyone at the bar. He's been a bit lonely lately, and he wants to make some new friends! Or just get laid. He might be hitting on you. Yes, you. Anyone.]

[Phone call: filtered from the usual NPCs:]

Hey hey, Mayfield! I have a proposition I know ya'll can't resist. See, I work at the high school, and I've heard all the drone kids whisperin' about prom comin' up. 'Cept, if ya ask me, a prom fulla drones sounds about the lamest and creepiest thing ever. So I'm gonna hold our own prom without 'em! Shouldn't he too hard to keep 'em all outta our hair for one night, right? Oh yeah, for those of ya'll who come from places that don't have it, the prom is a big formal dance that high schools usually have in the spring. Usually they're pretty lame, but I know we can make it awesome.

I'm gonna use the school gym, and make it Friday the twenty-ninth. And it ain't just for high school students. Anyone can come! But I ain't lettin' ya in if you ain't dressed formally. Don't tell me ya got nothin' to wear - there's plenty of shops and people who make clothes in this town. It's still the prom, so I'm expectin' ya to all look good!

Now, I got music covered. I've got my DJ stuff, laptop fulla music, and speakers. So we're good there. What I'm gonna need is people to help with set-up and food, makin' decorations. Ya know, tables 'n' chairs, makin' the place look good, and then a nice li'l prom dinner. Drinks 'n' things, too.

What ya'll think? Sound good? I know ya'll can never have enough parties in this depressing place, so let's do this! Get the word out, cuz I wanna see as many people as possible there too. Let's see... we'll need a theme, too. And a vote for prom king and queen - I can do that at the school. Let me hear your ideas, guys!

[Phone call! Filtered from drones:]

Sup, everybody! Ya know, Valentine's Day's comin' up on us. And while I know Mayfield probably has some sorta fun-ruining thing in mind for us, that doesn't mean we can't celebrate anyway! So I plan on havin' a party here at my place on Brady Lane. Featuring yours truly as DJ, and my bro Scotty with his band with a live performance! 'S a matter of fact, I think he's still holdin' auditions for that. Ya'll can be ready by February fourteenth, right?

Oh, and don't worry if ya don't have a date. This is for everyone! Maybe you'll meet someone there. Speakin' of, ~ladies and gents~, I wouldn't mind havin' a date myself, if anyone's interested! [He laughs.]

If ya'll have any ideas for this party, let me know. Let's make this one for the record books!

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[Action! In school!

Quinn gets sick of teaching high school calculus all too often, and is way more interested in his students than teaching. After all, you're people who come from all over time and space! And on occasion, video games, movies, books... Who needs math when he can talk to you about where you're from?]

So, class! We just had Christmas, New Year's and now Valentine's Day is around the bend. Ya'll have these holidays where you're from? How do ya celebrate 'em? Or do ya have other holiday entirely? Tell me about 'em!

[Quinn was warned he might be given a job here, and lo and behold, he was. But apparently he was a teacher, something he knew nothing about. Sure, calculus he could do, but teaching? High schoolers? Well, it couldn't be so hard, he thought.

However, your dear new teacher is just a bit distracted. He was still getting used to life in the 1950s with a fake family, and without his technomancy. Trying to adjust to a "normal" life. No, this wasn't normal, this was weird!

Into your classroom walks an incredibly tall and skinny man, making an attempt to look professional. But his shirt's untucked and his tie is loose, and he's wearing sunglasses.]

Ah. Hey guys. I'm, ah, Mr. Hatch. I mean Quinn. Forget that "Mister" stuff. Sooooo. Whatcha know about calculus then? Ya know what? Screw calculus, for today at least. Not like I figured out this lesson plan yet... Obviously I'm new here, but from what I'm told, you guys come from all over the universe. Universes? Whatever. So, where ya'll from? What's it like there? What do you do there? It's gotta be more interestin' than this place!

[He'll go around the classes and expect answers out of everyone!

Also throughout the day, Quinn will be introducing himself to his fellow teachers. Can he say hi to you?]