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mayfield_rpg2012-11-22 11:35 pm
mayfield_mods) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-11-22 11:35 pm
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under new management
[At the stroke of midnight tonight, all radios will automatically turn on and broadcast a message from Mrs. Johnson.]
Hello, darlings! I'm pleased as punch to announce that the patriarchy has finally been toppled. Yes, thanks to the combined efforts of myself, the lovely Miss Sun and her handsome brother, and you wonderful folks - but mostly me, let's face it - that nasty Jonathon Zemekis is finally beaten. Feel free to celebrate! You no longer have to suffer under his extraordinary incompetence.
Now I know the last few months have been tough, but with control of this town having finally been handed to someone who actually knows what she's doing and isn't a complete moron too obsessed with the pathetic shadows of his past to realize he was ruining everything we all worked so hard for, the Mayfield you all know and love is back and better than ever! So for the few of you who may still be thinking about silly things like abandoning ship and trying to escape, let me put your worries at ease. You'll find that I operate under far different rules than that weak-willed little broken shell of a man.
But I'm sure we'll all get along just fine, aren't you? Incidentally, if you want to speak with him, I left him at the Church for you. Don't worry, he can't hurt you anymore. You can go ask him deep life questions, or rough him up a bit, or just kill him! He's fading anyway, so it doesn't really matter to me what you do. Consider it my gift to you.
Ta-ta for now, darlings. I'm sure we'll speak again very soon.
[click.]
Hello, darlings! I'm pleased as punch to announce that the patriarchy has finally been toppled. Yes, thanks to the combined efforts of myself, the lovely Miss Sun and her handsome brother, and you wonderful folks - but mostly me, let's face it - that nasty Jonathon Zemekis is finally beaten. Feel free to celebrate! You no longer have to suffer under his extraordinary incompetence.
Now I know the last few months have been tough, but with control of this town having finally been handed to someone who actually knows what she's doing and isn't a complete moron too obsessed with the pathetic shadows of his past to realize he was ruining everything we all worked so hard for, the Mayfield you all know and love is back and better than ever! So for the few of you who may still be thinking about silly things like abandoning ship and trying to escape, let me put your worries at ease. You'll find that I operate under far different rules than that weak-willed little broken shell of a man.
But I'm sure we'll all get along just fine, aren't you? Incidentally, if you want to speak with him, I left him at the Church for you. Don't worry, he can't hurt you anymore. You can go ask him deep life questions, or rough him up a bit, or just kill him! He's fading anyway, so it doesn't really matter to me what you do. Consider it my gift to you.
Ta-ta for now, darlings. I'm sure we'll speak again very soon.
[click.]
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All their hard work, did any of it really pay off in the end?
That's why late at night, he'll be standing at the edge of town.]
We aren't actually going to go home, are we?
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She has been pretty scarce lately, for a number of reasons.] I dunno.
To be honest, I just don't know what's goin' on anymore, or what to make of it.
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You killed them, didn't you?
[This bitch reminded her of someone very specific. Henry Bendix.]