You know the drill; comment here if you've ever interacted with Parsee, even for one thread, and I'll write up what she thinks of them in this post.

I'll sticky this/make it pretty later.

( character relations )

[A. Welp, shit's getting real in Mayfield again and Parsee actually has something important to say for once.]

Okay, so by now I bet most of you have at least noticed that stupid highway suddenly showing up. I'm here to tell you all to leave it the fuck alone already. Death isn't permanent here, but your lives are way more valuable than mine, so don't be so stupidly quick to throw them away.

Elly, just....stay home. Tend your flowers or something. Komeiji- I don't give a shit about you, but at least try to keep your younger sister out of this. You're not too lazy for that at least, right?

[She doesn't mention Yamame, because after this call she's going to attempt to literally tie the spider girl to the bed or something, and she doesn't mention Komachi because the ferrygirl's droning still hurts.]

As for the rest of you.....stay the fuck home too, although I don't really care.

And no one go near the dairy. I mean it; you'll only get yourself killed.

[B. True to her word, Parsee will be guarding the dairy, having sided with Grady in exchange for her danmaku and spell cards. Anyone who gets too close, or tries to break in, will be getting shot at. Danmaku are concussive lasers, so they actually can't kill anyone, but they WILL hurt- it'll feel like getting punched.

But it's not really Parsee you have to worry about. Juri will be popping in to make sure Parsee's doing her job, so beware.]

[ooc: I'll be PMing players whenever it seems like Juri will have to intervene in threads. It should be noted that there's a high likelihood of injury/death for characters that resist, because Juri is Juri and Parsee is pretty incapable of stopping her from having her way if it comes down to a fight.]

[Death has shaken her will more than she thought, but Parsee never was one to run from pain she deserved. She picks up the phone and calls the whole town.]

A week or so ago, some of you might have suddenly found yourselves feeling very, very....jealous. Did these feelings make you hurt yourself? Or someone you care about? I don't know- in fact, I don't have a damn clue. But I do know who was behind it.

[a pause, and then a low cackle]

Me. Parsee Mizuhashi. I did it- I admit it- I'm not sorry. So why don't you all come to pay me back, huh? Maybe you even want to kill me. That's fine- that's more than fine.

....And to those who already have- [her voice grows softer for just a moment] Thank you. [then it grows harsh again, derisive, hateful]

728 Anderson Lane. Come and get me; I know I earned it.

[Click.

True to her word, on the stoop of 728 Anderson Lane is where Parsee will be, unarmed and waiting.]

(ooc: JEALOUSY PLOT AFTERMATH! oh man sorry this is late....for the sake of continuity, should multiple characters be out for blood, Parsee will be making this call each time she respawns.)

[When Parsee sneaks up to the front door of 1246 Williams Road, she does so while carrying a hideous, sloppy mess that might, with some imagination, be called a cake. In her defense, she really did try. But she's embarrassed as hell for reasons she can't fully understand- she doesn't care, dammit -so she looks off to the side even as she raps on the door and hears it open.]

Hey. Look, it's not that I care or anything, but I made-

"Hello, miss Mizuhashi!"

[Parsee's head snaps up and she stares into Mugi's face, but it's not Mugi at all. The voice is wrong and those eyes are too vacant; a drone.]

.....

"Oh, is that for me? You shouldn't have!"

[For a few moments, Parsee just stands there. She's in shock, and she shouldn't be. She shouldn't be. She barely knew Mugi anyway- she's not supposed to care- all the stupid girl did was make her some damn cake. If anything, she should be jealous that Mugi got to go home. And anyway, doesn't Parsee know better than most how easy it is for people to leave? To force them to? This time, Parsee didn't even have to push Mugi away; she left all on her own.

And that's not true. That's not true in the slightest- it was this fucking town that did it. But it's so much easier for Parsee to believe otherwise, just like how it's so much easier for her to now throw the misshapen, worthless cake into the drone's face and turn sharply on her heel and stomp away rather than cry.

She doesn't get far, though, before her knees decide to buckle and she has to lean against a lightpole, slide down to the pavement, and just sit there. Bright, green eyes glare angrily at nothing; she shouldn't feel this way.

It's so stupid. She's so stupid.]

[Phone; Mayfield]

[Parsee is many things, but an idiot is not one of them, and after messing around with Yamame's "magic box" (read: the telephone) for awhile, she's figured out the basics. Namely, that you can use it to communicate with others....not that she wants to or anything!]

Okay, this dumb thing better be working....Hmph. My name is Parsee Mizuhashi and I'd like to know just where the hell I am, because I'm damn sure this isn't my bridge or the underground. It's too bright, for one thing.

But don't get the wrong idea. The last thing I want to do is talk to any of you humans- I'm only asking because Yamame doesn't know anything and the last time I left this stupid house, some brat tried to kill me.

Not that I blame him.

[Action; 728 Anderson]

[After hanging up, Parsee will be sulking on the roof of her house. Well, she'll be trying to- it's really hard to get your emo on when you can't help but enjoy the sunlight and fresh breeze. Any visitors are free to notice the large, nasty, mottled bruise on her left cheek- a wound that she hasn't been taking care of. Shut up, Yamame....]