Thread: Tranquility Lane {Mercury & Yen}

NOTE This has NOTHING to do with Fallout 3! I just stole the name 'Tranquility Lane' because of the thematic similarities and cause it's a wonderfully cliche name. Amelia Dawson was not an average woman in many ways. Her body alone set her apart, the kind that was currently gracing the pages of the newly formed Playboy Magazine. The womanly figure that Frank Sinatra and Humphrey Bogart were standing next to on the silver screen. Her curves were perfectly formed and made to fill out slinky evening gowns. Her creamy skin seemed unnaturally perfect, not a blemish to be found anywhere on her. And her face was the kind that a man could - and many had - fallen in love with at the first sight. Of course Amelia wasn't actually in the movies or the newly coalescing pornographic industry. She just had the knock-out looks that would have let her stroll into Hollywood and start her climb to the top with a simple smile and a coy swish of her hips. In actuality she had once been known to the Roman people as Juno. Many things about her were distorted by mortals, such as her vengeful streak and even her name. Too often confused with her angry sister known as Hera, she had distanced herself from the other Gods when it was clear their time was coming to an end. Open worship of the various pantheons would fade away as humanity embraced new religions, and eventually the religion of science. Juno did not wish to simply wallow in the all-consuming depression so many Gods had after losing their faithful. Instead she had spent many centuries wandering the Earth, exploring the human condition and seeing what life was like for mortals. She grew to understand them, to love them in a way few deities did. She stayed with some of them for their entire lives, and she knew the incredible pain in her heart when they passed into the realm of her brothers and sisters who ruled the dead, a place she would have to give up her immortal life to follow them to. But now, she had indeed done just that. Still otherworldly, still in possession of powers beyond human telling, she was Juno no longer but Amelia Dawson forever. She'd given up her immortality a week earlier, the day she'd said 'I Do' and taken a mortal husband. She would live with him, grow old with him, die with him, and pass into Heaven with him. But first, they had adventures to have in this world. She'd been very picky when they were deciding where to settle down and start a life. And the place she'd settled on was something right out of the television box. Tranquility Lane was a sleepy little cul-de-sac in the suburbs of the town of Pleasantville. Yes, the town was actually named that, but even more bizarre was how well it fit. Tranquility Lane was inhabited by many people, and most of them accorded to the American Dream lifestyle completely. The women wore pastel dresses, the milk man smiled when he dropped off your cream, and the paper boy couldn't wait to spend his nickle on moon pies. Even the people seemed like they belonged in television, all of them attractive and well-dressed. Of course like any place, many problems lurked beneath the surface of Tranquility Lane. Subtle problems, adult problems, ones that were fated to tear many happy families apart. Without a little bit of divine intervention, anyway.