[Here comes Mikaela, a hot girl in a hot car, pulling up in your driveway, Sam. It's been too long since she's been here, hasn't it? Mikaela honks the horn twice and leans out the open window, trying not to think about how weird it was that she was the one in the expensive car, picking him up. A couple years ago, it would've been the other way around.]

I can't believe it's only been two weeks since Daddy came home... It seems like longer than that, wow. We've been busy, though; one of his buddies runs this custom cycle shop and offered him a job, and he agreed to hire me too, though I'm pretty sure he thinks I don't know shit about bikes. I mean, I don't know them as well as cars, but I'm not clueless, so I'll just have to show 'im, I guess.

....Then Daddy went out and bought a dog. This big old ugly thing that drools everywhere! He's actually kinda sweet, honestly, but he freaks Laserboy out and she almost set him on fire the first day so he's living at the garage now, so that actually worked out pretty well.

Oh, and I talked Daddy into naming him Bonecrusher, haha. I think it's fitting.

Pearl, your party's still tomorrow, right? When do you want me to come?

Oh, Axel, I never thanked you for showing me around Halloween Town, did I? It was cool, man.

[Locked to Sam]
Hey Sam...?

It had been a challenge, to put together a family barbecue in less than a week, but Mikaela had managed it. Granted, only a few of her aunts and uncles had been able to make it, but she figured that that was for the best. Like Mr. Edgeworth had said, throwing some huge party would probably not be the best thing for her dad, not right after he came home.

But her and her mom, and some of their family, that would be fine. Or so she hoped.

The lake was surprisingly deserted for a Saturday, particularly the corner they'd found to set up the grill and all the food, which was a blessing. Not too many strangers to crowd them, or to complain about the music Bumblebee was kind enough to provide.

Speaking of... Daddy was occupied at the grill, talking to Mom, her little cousins were playing in the water, and her aunts and uncles were standing around the table, gossiping over the potato salad. Mikaela figured it was okay to slip over and hang out with the Autobot for a while.

So, uh, I dunno if anyone noticed or not, but I haven't really been around much the past few days, especially, like, right after that virus-thing ended and I got turned back human. So I'm sorry for that, and anything I mighta, but I had a good reason for it!

Apparently, Daddy was coming up for parole and he didn't bother to tell anybody, since he was sure he wasn't going to get it, but guess what? He did!

My dad's coming home!

Guys! Guys! Look at this!

( Click for a 'video', cut IC )

Sorry for it cutting out at the end there, haha. But it got the important part!

And I didn't even get stuck in the middle!


((Why yes, Mikaela is bffs with all the Army guys running around the base. 8|))

I can't believe tomorrow's the last day of my last year of high school. I mean, like. I dunno, it seems like I just had two weeks to go! And now there's....a day.

And graduation on Saturday. And then...summer.

Sam's already applying to colleges. Ila's got that internship with that place out in Nevada. I dunno what I'm gonna do... I mean, it's like, by the time I manage to take the SATs it'll be too late for college, and we can't afford it anyway...

I guess I'll get a job? 'S better than nothing, and there should be places hiring. I'll hafta start looking next week.

It could be worse though, yeah? I mean, I could still be stuck in a hospital bed, or, like, stuck in that stupid wheelchair, or something. At least now I can get up on my feet and walk my graduation.

So. That's nice.

[Sitting in front of an unassuming little house in a neighborhood of Tranquility is a sleek, bright yellow Camaro, and practically draped across his hood in her 'nonchalant leaning' is a girl who's looking far too smug for her own good.

Together, Mikaela and Bumblebee wait for the arrival of Mariya.]

Hey Bumblebee, are you free? Can I ask you something?

And could someone do me a favor and bring a cake to Dr. Cuddy for her birthday?

['Sup, Seattle, have a Mikaela. She's hanging out outside a little cafe, perched on a chair and sipping a hot chocolate to warm her up after the hop here and waiting for Alice to show.]

So I've been talking to, uh. The guys at school--the principle and the counselor lady who made up all the work I got every week. And they said I don't have to come into school if I don't want to for the last couple of weeks, since it's only, you know, two left.

I dunno if I should or not... I mean, it'd be weird to go and have to try and explain to everyone where I've been for so long, and there's only two weeks left... On the other hand, I'm graduating, y'know? I missed, like. Practically the second half of my last year of high school ever, maybe I should, like. Take advantage of what's left, while it's there...

Plus, it's really weird seeing Tieria Ila go off every morning without me, haha.

Man, I have no fucking clue what I'm gonna do about college.

[Locked to close friends]
I still need to figure out...whether I should tell Mom or not. About where I really was, I mean. I'm lucky she's been pulling pretty long hours at work, so other than Mother's Day I haven't really spent all that much time with her. She hasn't had time to interrogate me, heh.

But I think I gotta, like. I dunno, I think I have to tell her. At least about...the Autobots, y'know? I'm pretty sure she knows I've been, uh, lying, pretty much, and I don't think I can keep doing that, so.

I dunno, though.

Hey 'Bee? Are you doing something with Sam today, or can you come get me?

I'm coming home for Mother's Day.


((Apollo used his supercharged powers to give Mikaela her legs back! <3 Watch this space for an RL, in time. Now all the paperwork's cleared up and she's ready to come home.))

Ty Lee, they said you can come visit! I've already started downloading episodes of House~

Haruhi? Pearl? If you guys still wanna visit I bet I can convince 'em to let you, if they said Ty Lee can come...


((Anyone who still wants their characters to come visit Mikaela, feel free to have have 'em jump in and comment here, and please remember I retconned her last post with the "rules" for visiting--that never happened. If you wanna actually RL it, let me know here or here! <33))

Okay you all may have noticed that I never got around to making a visit post for Mikaela on her journal. This is more than generic procrastination fail on my part--I realized in the past few weeks that this plot was a little more than I was ready to take on with her, and it's made me really anxious and unwilling to play her. Doing a large scale RL with multiple participants was out of the question when I was feeling that way.

Honestly, I don't think I'll ever be up to it. S-so if it's all right with everyone, I'd like to retcon that little bit of the plot--say that Mikaela did not get permission for people to visit all willy-nilly like I said. The brass said no, people aren't allowed to just show up, even if they're announced.

HOWEVER, this doesn't mean I'm unwilling to do visit-her-in-the-hopsital RLs with people, if you want your character(s) to interact with her. Just let me know here, or have your character ask IC somewhere--I'm hoping to have her start posting more. She'll probably be able to get the okay for people to come by on a case-by-case basis. I'm also perfectly happy to do assumed visits! A-actually assumed visits would be, like. Super-awesome.

Finally, I've decided to scrap the cyborg element of cyborg plot. At this point, I just want her to get her legs back and try and let things get as back-to-normal as possible for her. It's time to mooooove onnnnn, man. )8

So, uh. Yeah. There it is. A-any questions?

Hadessssss I have something to ask you.

[The mic comes on, and Mikaela starts talking immediately, sounding pretty enthusiastic! Maybe not as bubbly as she would have before--there's a sort of faint hollowness underlying her voice--but she's definitely upbeat.]

So I got a chance to talk to the brass, and they said 's okay for people to come and see me, but there's some rules, since it's still technically a secret base and all. So if you'd like to come visit, here's the deal.

[Pause, and a deep breath, then starts ticking down the points.]

Let me know before hand if you wanna come, and around when.

I can't give you any, like, coordinates or whatever. There're worldhoppers who've been here already, so please ask them, or, like. [More quizzically:] Home in on my...computer signal? [Distracted, like she's asking someone there in person:] Does that work?

[There's no answer that the mic picks up.]

Anyway. No wandering off on your own unless someone says so, or goes with you.

Watch out for the grumpy-looking guy with the beard--and don't call him Ashy where he can hear you. [Chuckles.]

Oh, 'n speaking of Ashy, he says I'm only allowed to have, like. A few people come see me a day. [Softer, muttered:] Even though it's boring as fuck here and all I'm allowed to do is lay around or scoot around in that stupid wheelchair and I'd like to see people, but whatever.

So...yeah. I guess 'm gonna be here for a while yet, so there's no, like. Rush. If you wanna come. Just...let me know, I guess?

[Awkwardly:] ...Yeah.


((Replies are all voice comments forever, unless otherwise specified! I'll put up an open RL for visits next week probably, since I know there's the V-Day virus going on.))

[The microphone clicks on; there's the sound of someone taking a deep breath and letting it out slow. When Mikaela speaks, she sounds...well, tired, more than anything else.]

Hey everyone. 'S, uh, me. Just wanted to let everyone know 'm oka--well, not okay, not right now, but I will be. 'M in good hands. So, uh... [Another deep breath, and then a soft chuckle.] Yeah. Y' don't have to worry 'bout me.

[A long pause, as if she's trying to think of something else to say.] ...Yeah.

[Click.]



((OH I FORGOT TO MENTION all replies will be voice comments forever. She's not really up for holding a computer on her lap and typing.


ETA: Apollo made her go back to sleep so she won't be responding to any more comments~ Feel free to make them, obviously!))

Happy New Year, everybody! If you had a bad year, I hope this one's a lot better, and if you had a good one, I hope this one doesn't disappoint!


Bruce, thanks for last night. It was pretty awesome. <3


Resolutions~:

[Welcome to Middle-of-Nowhere, America, the newest incarnation of Area 51 and the American military's current pet project. On the surface it doesn't look like much--some kind of construction project nestled at the base of a mesa. A closer look, though, reveals the signs warning of high voltage electricity on the unassuming chain-link fence, the armed guards stationed at regular intervals, and, strangest of all, a collection of vehicles that don't act the way normal earth vehicles should.

Too bad no one's allowed to get near enough to see any of this.]


((Cast Christmas party for DDD's Transformers muns. This is a private mini-event--no crashers, pls. Everyone's here--Prime, Ironhide, Lennox and crew--but for the sake of simplicity, let's avoid NPCing them beyond a few lines here or there. Have fun, guys! A-and please don't feel compelled to wait for me; I'm actually gonna be pretty busy the next few days, so Mikaela won't be around that much. 8|;;;;))