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mayfield_rpg2012-02-07 12:52 am
battymadam) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-02-07 12:52 am
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let's knock out this backlog of regains
[action, 1665 Nelson St.]
[today, the still-hare-ified-Foster went to the mailbox and got another two things: an envelope with a key to another room that has magically appeared in the house, and a mysterious package. She gets the key first and goes to find which room it unlocks. Housemates can find her staring into a beautiful bedroom. Her jaw drops and then she calls out]
Hoo hoo!! Oh Waaaaaally, you won't have to sleep on the couch anymore! I'm moving in here!! Whee hee!!
[and then she SPEEDILY BUNNYHOPS to immediately get her stuff out of the master bedroom, her cackling continuing to echo throughout the house as she SPEEDILY BUNNYHOPS back out with a big box that she has packed up frighteningly fast. When she gets there, one of the sympathy friends is already sitting in the egg chair. Looks like some of them will be moving out of the garage too.]
[later;]
[In her hustle to move into the fancy new bedroom, she forgot all about the other package. It's on her new bed, though, so she eventually rolls over to open it. Looking inside, her big eyes sparkle and gleam, and she giggles and coos for a moment over her new gift, before realizing
SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG.
Now she's screaming again until she gets to the phone.]
[Phone]
SOMEONE HAVE A MOVIE NIGHT WITH ME!! I got DVDs back but I don't have anything to play them on and IT'S ROD TANGO and this is very important because I never realized just how much I missed his nice tan and amazing studly abs until just now, when Mayfield decided to torture me with them and THIS WILL NOT STAND.
...And I'll let you play in my super cool arcade if you can do it for me!
[you can almost hear her batting her eyes from the other side of the line. She has five shitty movies to choose from guys, start dialing.]
[today, the still-hare-ified-Foster went to the mailbox and got another two things: an envelope with a key to another room that has magically appeared in the house, and a mysterious package. She gets the key first and goes to find which room it unlocks. Housemates can find her staring into a beautiful bedroom. Her jaw drops and then she calls out]
Hoo hoo!! Oh Waaaaaally, you won't have to sleep on the couch anymore! I'm moving in here!! Whee hee!!
[and then she SPEEDILY BUNNYHOPS to immediately get her stuff out of the master bedroom, her cackling continuing to echo throughout the house as she SPEEDILY BUNNYHOPS back out with a big box that she has packed up frighteningly fast. When she gets there, one of the sympathy friends is already sitting in the egg chair. Looks like some of them will be moving out of the garage too.]
[later;]
[In her hustle to move into the fancy new bedroom, she forgot all about the other package. It's on her new bed, though, so she eventually rolls over to open it. Looking inside, her big eyes sparkle and gleam, and she giggles and coos for a moment over her new gift, before realizing
SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG.
Now she's screaming again until she gets to the phone.]
[Phone]
SOMEONE HAVE A MOVIE NIGHT WITH ME!! I got DVDs back but I don't have anything to play them on and IT'S ROD TANGO and this is very important because I never realized just how much I missed his nice tan and amazing studly abs until just now, when Mayfield decided to torture me with them and THIS WILL NOT STAND.
...And I'll let you play in my super cool arcade if you can do it for me!
[you can almost hear her batting her eyes from the other side of the line. She has five shitty movies to choose from guys, start dialing.]