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atent_dead[Morning, 1446 Mitchell Road]
[The first thing Granny notices upon waking is, not surprisingly, that this is not her cottage and these are not her clothes. She would never own this ruffled nonsense.
As she searches the house, taking in the pictures and her surroundings, she comes to one conclusion.]
This ain't right at all. No, can't be having with this.
[Streets of Mayfield, late morning]
[Granny is stalking through the streets with purpose utterly in contradiction to the clothes she was able to find. She keeps glaring at drones that try to discuss Mrs. Smith's apple pies, to no effect. Apparently she needs to build her reputation back up, it obviously hasn't gotten far enough.]
Run along. Shoo!
[Afternoon, John Doe Park]
[Granny is wandering the park, examining plants and animals she comes across. Part of learning about a place.]
Nothing is this tidy. Ain't right at all.
[The first thing Granny notices upon waking is, not surprisingly, that this is not her cottage and these are not her clothes. She would never own this ruffled nonsense.
As she searches the house, taking in the pictures and her surroundings, she comes to one conclusion.]
This ain't right at all. No, can't be having with this.
[Streets of Mayfield, late morning]
[Granny is stalking through the streets with purpose utterly in contradiction to the clothes she was able to find. She keeps glaring at drones that try to discuss Mrs. Smith's apple pies, to no effect. Apparently she needs to build her reputation back up, it obviously hasn't gotten far enough.]
Run along. Shoo!
[Afternoon, John Doe Park]
[Granny is wandering the park, examining plants and animals she comes across. Part of learning about a place.]
Nothing is this tidy. Ain't right at all.
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Date: 2011-08-13 04:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-13 09:58 am (UTC)You mean like "Happily Ever After?" Like the end of a kids' bedtime story?
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Date: 2011-08-14 05:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-14 09:49 pm (UTC)If it were a story, the person holding the pen would probably be found and locked away in a nice comfy room with padded walls...
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Date: 2011-08-15 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 04:25 am (UTC)You're a sharp one, lady.
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Date: 2011-08-16 03:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-16 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-18 04:17 am (UTC)Granny Weatherwax, they call me. Mostly.
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Date: 2011-08-18 04:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-22 02:38 am (UTC)