Charna sighed and slowly rose from her desk. She had worked all night on her newest design for a dream catcher, but it always failed to work. She hadn't got any sleep beforehand, as well. She wished to have a day in, but her stomach protested against the idea. There was also supposed to be another batch of tourists today. Grabbing her video camera from the desk, she exited the house. Once outside, she made her way down to 666 Bestia Lane, aiming to get to Kentucky Fried Turkey before the bus full of tourists arrived. The bus stop was opposite to the shop, luckily. Charna, while checking her camera as she walked, had stumbled over a rock and grazed her knee gently. It was gently bleeding, but the pain was all the more of a reason to get comfort turkey. So, when in the shop, she set herself up near the window and ate some turkey. As soon as the bus arrived, she started to record. "This is group... I can't remember the number now, but it's another group of tourists. Another group of sheep following the shepherd. They never find anything and they never will. I wonder when someone will realize all of the stuff here is just fake... End of session.", she says in a whisper, loud enough so the camera picks it up but not so others can hear her. As soon as she's done, she continues to eat her turkey, examining the newcomers with mild interest. Most of the pain had now gone, as most of the bleeding had stopped on her knee.

Tina stood at the bus stop dutifully, tapping her foot on the pavement in either anticipation or annoyance. In front of her she held a tray, suspended by a strap looped around the back of her neck that was beginning to make the muscles in her neck ache. The smell wafting from the various baked goods on the tray was almost making her lose her mind, but she had eaten enough whilst waiting here for this dang tourist bus. It was only a while ago that she was coming into the town on a bus just like this one, so she could understand how strange an experience it could b- That jam donut looks so heavenly right now, oh my goodness. She caught herself reaching into the tray as the bus rolled up and slowed to a stop with a great, drawn-out hiss, and quickly pulled her hand away, and up to her brunette mohawk quickly before she brushed off her sleeves to make herself as presentable as possible. The bus doors opened with another drawn-out hiss and she lapsed straight into her rehearsed spiel. "Welcome to Califum! One of the homes of the strange, unexplained and downright spooky! We at Vallance Amazin' Glazin' Eats and Treats would like to personally welcome you to the town with a free, complimentary, free, no-charge no-cash required, free, free, free selection of sampler products!" Her voice was jubilant and chirpy as she was rocked by the crowd grabbing for all the baked goods they could hold. She was treated herself to the collective 'mmmmmm' of the crowd as they made their appreciation known verbally. She smiled and giggled before finishing her bit. "It seems that you all liked them so much, that I've just plum run out! Oh well, its okay. If you did want some more sometime, come on down to Vallance Amazin' Glazin' Eats And Treats! Only a couple of minutes walk from here, and we're always happy to receive your patronage! We may be new here, but we're on the rise!" She finished with an enthusiastic hop on the spot before folding her tray up and depositing it into a backpack nearby. With a tired sigh, she picked up the skateboard next to it and leaned against the bus stop to just appreciate all of the people enjoying her family's products.

Of course Stuxxers knew that by going out during the day he risked being spotted, but after managing a decade without drawing attention to himself he had become a bit reckless and besides he was bored at the moment. He still made sure to fly high enough that it wasn't likely that anyone would accidentally spot him though. After a few minutes he saw an opportunity for entertainment in the tour bus across the across the KFT. Stuxxers landed about 100 foot away from the bus, and slowly made his way over using cover in the form of trashcans, benches, and hedges. Once it seemed the tourists were all distracted by something, he dashed to his target. He quickly and expertly removed the lug nuts from one of the left side back tire before removing the wheel itself. Once he was done he moved on to the front tire on the same side and repeated the process. Once he was done he quickly flew on top of the bus where he made himself as small as possible, leaving the heavy wheels lying on the street.

Lolth had decided to stay hidden for the time being. Her large body would be difficult to hide. But if Lolth waited long enough, someone was bound to get involved in this strange world of supernatural. And then Lolth would take her prey. But for now, since Lolth had nothing to do, she would weave cloth. There was already piles and piles of cloth around Lolth's legs. She could always sell them but money didn't do her any good, so Lolth decided to just keep weaving her fabric until someone stumbled upon the well-made cloth.

Nathan looked up from the grill he had finished his shift at the KFT, quickly washing his hands and hanging up his apron he left the kitchen, his eyes looking over a piece of paper that had been in his shirt pocket it was crumbled on slightly stained paper like someone had spelle coffee on it. He noticed the Girl dabbing her knee with a napkin and didn't really care he didn't know her but he noticed the bakers daughter outside and then he wondered if she had any spare bread. so he made his way towards the door albeit haphazardly since he ended up tripping on a chair stole and face planting the floor...

After finishing her turkey, Charna used one of the napkins to gently dab her knee with, trying to clean it. To some extent, it worked. She would still need to put ointment onto it later. She sighed and stood up, leaving the shop after paying and clearing away her stuff. She leaned against the wall near to the entrance of KFT, looking over the tourists and the bus once again. She hadn't payed attention much at all, partly because of sleep, so she didn't notice anything new. She noticed a couple of odd people in the crowd, one of them having a mohawk. She could of sworn she had seen that person before. She would have to look at her profiles of everyone in the town again. For now, though, she would watch. She deciced to record it, simply because she could.

With a shake of her head, Tina swore that she saw something out the corner of her eye going behind the bus, but didn't pay it much mind. Must have been a bit of a daydream or some sort of gas cloud. Like swamp gas. But were they anywhere near a swamp? Oh well. She continued to watch the people enjoying her family's treats before setting down her skateboard and stepping on the deck in preparation to head off to... somewhere. She was pretty much free for the rest of the day, as far as she knew. Her step-father had told her to come out here and advertise their goods, but she didn't end up leaving until her mother asked. He didn't run the bakery at all anyway, he just liked to tell her what to do. She clicked her tongue in disapproval as she dismissed the thought. Her attention wasn't on her daydreams for long however, as she saw within the KFT that an employee took a short drop and a sudden stop, colliding with the floor in a rather dangerous fashion. She planted her foot firmly on her board and pushed off, looking both ways before leaving the sidewalk and rolling across the street. As she passed the bus completely, she noticed that two of the wheels had been removed entirely since the time that it had stopped. Now she knew that something was up, because it took her longer than that to remove the trucks on her board, let alone a bus wheel, LET ALONE two of the monsters. She could only shrug and look around with suspicion in her eyes, as she felt as if she saw another something just outside of her peripheral vision. She felt the need to show-boat a bit, and fulfilled her need by ripping a kickflip as she mounted the curb on the other side of the street. her stomach grumbled to remind her that she still felt a little hungry and had to ask herself, should she stop and get something to eat here? _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Meanwhile, in the dark of the forest just outside of town, a fuzzy shape stirs in the hollow of a tree. It climbs down from its sleeping perch on long, gangly arms and stands upright, taking a quick moment to peek out of the tree with its big, red eyes. With a look left and a look right to confirm that no one was there, it nods before coming out completely. It looks to be a boy covered in fur. Almost a boy that is, except for its long ape-like arms and the kite-like wings that started at the top of its head and ended at its heels. With a small flap and a short hop, it gains altitude and latches onto another tree with its talon-tipped fingers. Making no delay, it climbs into the coverage of the branches to get a better look at the town of Califum. What a wondrous place to be able to live. Roland almost envied the humans in that they got to live in such an interesting and shiny place. He loved the forest, but only so much and there was only so much you could do out here. As he sat in the branches, he debated taking another trip into the bustling human paradise when the dark of night fell. Maybe he just might today.

Trace wandered aimlessly through the town of Califum. Because of the neighboring town of Gravity Falls, he knew about the supernatural events that apparently happened within the area. he didn't really listen to all of the spooky mumbo jumbo, though, as he was too busy listening to whatever was playing through his headphones. He considred taking one of those tours to get a better grasp of the town, but usually decided not to. Feeling a rumbling in his stomach, Trace decided to wander to the KFT. There was almost nothing better than turkey that you could get all year round, and the young man found himself going there quite a lot during his time in the town. There was an interesting cast of characters in Califum, and Trace certainly didn't mind it. It was a nice change from what he was used to, and he could endure weird people if it meant not listening to his father's rants about being manly, and what little harmless things he should never do because they could ruin him for life.

Lolth creeper towards the KFT. In her hands were a few bundles of purple cloth. Lolth had learned to just leave the fabric in the town if there was too much in her home. So Lolth had decided that her home had gotten too cluttered with cloth and that she needed to get rid of quite a few bundles. As she approached the restaurant Lolth looked around on high alert. She didn't want to be seen. That could spell disaster. Lolth reached around the front of the building and dropped her cloth before creeping away.

After recording some pretty useless sightings, Charna stopped and stood properly again. As she did so, a small shine appeared in the corner of her eye. Not having much else to do, she went over and investigated it. She payed no mind to the girl she saw before. Bending down, she realised what she had saw was some cloth. It looked high-quality, too. She quickly picked it up and stuffed it in a spare pocket for investigating investigating later. She peered around to see if there was anything else, but it didn't seem like it. Charna soon walked back to where she was before. ---------------------------------------------- Lead let out a growl as he stretched, claws scraping against the large rock he was lay upon, tail trying to raise in the air. He surveyed his surroundings and huffed before jumping down and circling the lake he had claimed. No unknown scents lingered. Lead soon turned and began to feast upon the editable plant life around the area. Hopefully, no intruders would wander in today.

One eye knew from experience how dangerous it was to enter the lake area, but since he was both missing both a pack and an eye hunting was difficult. So against better judgment he was planning to go to the lake and try to catch some fish. If he was very lucky, he might be able to enter and leave Lead's territory unnoticed. Cause starving as he was, he would be have even less of a chance in a fight than normal. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Still on the roof of the bus, Stuxxers forced himself to be as motionless as he possible, knowing from experience that most of the humans would be looking for a fleeing creature once they discovered his handiwork. Of course he had ne intention of leaving yet, in fact he removed the wheels to create the opportunity for some real fun.

Tina decided that after her hard work on advertising her family's store, she deserved a meal to fill her stomach. She stamped on her board and picked it up before she pushed her way into the store, looking back at the bus with a confused quirk of her brow. She could have sworn she saw something but there was nothing out of the ordinary. Aside from the removed bus wheels, that is. She could only shrug and walk into the KFT, passing by the man on the floor and the woman with the camera to walk up to the counter. The man working there greeted her and she ordered a burger meal which arrived in short order. Tina resolved to take a window seat and set her board on the floor to place her feet on. As she dug into her burger, she looked out the window into the street and the world beyond, and swore she saw a shape move between two trees. It was still hard for her to get used to the weird feeling she got from the town, but she was beginning to expect a bit of weirdness given its reputation. A dark shape swooped just outside of her peripheral vision. She bit into her burger. Must have been a bird. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Roland clung to the limb of the tree, he had moved further into the town, but he knew he shouldn't be here. He could feel the prospect of being seen slowly becoming more and more likely. Swooping out of the tree to grab the colourful piece of bread the young girl had dropped was even riskier, but he looked beforehand to check if anyone was watching it and saw that no one had noticed. None save for the little girl. She saw him in his entirety, and like the idiot he is, he waved. She returned it, but in a panic he quickly fled back into the tree-line. That was not a good idea at all. He examined the piece of colourful, sweet-smelling bread closely. It was strange and spongy, and had some sort of paper covering on its sides and bottom. Some of the multi-coloured coating was stuck to his long finger as he pulled his hand away, was this some kind of defence mechanism? It was sweet-smelling as well. How strange. With a crack of his bifurcated jaw and a whip of his tongue, he discovered that this thing tasted delicious, and began eating it in its entirety. It wasn't poison at all.