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waffuportAction;1766 Beaver Street
[While finding herself in strange new settings isn't very surprising at all, waking up in bed with completely different clothes is. So if her brand new family doesn't hear her in her room going "What? What? What??" like some sort of one-trick parrot, or the occasional "Hello?" as she wanders through the house, they'll find her still in her pajamas, investigating the fridge. Open, close. Open...close. Open--ooh is that an apple?]
I wonder who made this box so cold?
Phone
--'s this? Is it a gadget? Maybe if I do something it'll talk! Hmm...
[This is followed by the sound of her apparently playing with the dial.]
Hello? Hello? Mister Gadget, can you hear me? I wonder if Meg would know how it worked.
[While finding herself in strange new settings isn't very surprising at all, waking up in bed with completely different clothes is. So if her brand new family doesn't hear her in her room going "What? What? What??" like some sort of one-trick parrot, or the occasional "Hello?" as she wanders through the house, they'll find her still in her pajamas, investigating the fridge. Open, close. Open...close. Open--ooh is that an apple?]
I wonder who made this box so cold?
Phone
--'s this? Is it a gadget? Maybe if I do something it'll talk! Hmm...
[This is followed by the sound of her apparently playing with the dial.]
Hello? Hello? Mister Gadget, can you hear me? I wonder if Meg would know how it worked.
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Date: 2011-05-20 05:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-21 12:34 am (UTC)Do me a favor and look outside at the numbers on the house you're in, then the street sign, and tell me what they say.
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Date: 2011-05-21 02:07 am (UTC)[And this quest will take just a little longer than necessary. But she returns!]
It says 1 7 6 6 on the house! And there was a sign that said Beaver Street! Do you think there's beavers here?
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Date: 2011-05-21 06:09 pm (UTC)Beavers? I haven't seen any dams in town, so probably not.
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Date: 2011-05-21 06:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:12 am (UTC)I'm at 847 Goldberg Street. [What else does he need to tell her... oh.] And don't touch the milk that gets left on the doorsteps. It's all poisonous.
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Date: 2011-05-22 03:16 am (UTC)Goldberg? That's like Silverberg! I--[wait] P-p-p-poison???
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Date: 2011-05-22 03:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:35 am (UTC)[For now.]
The Milkman is a lunatic. I don't think he has any actual reason to why he does it.
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Date: 2011-05-22 03:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:50 am (UTC)[And then some.]
It's just the people who control the town are a lot more powerful than everyone together is.
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Date: 2011-05-22 03:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-22 05:02 pm (UTC)2/2
Date: 2011-05-22 05:05 pm (UTC)[BUT YOU HEAR THINGS, OKAY. About the mail.]
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Date: 2011-05-22 10:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-23 02:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-23 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-23 03:02 am (UTC)Just don't go near the post office, okay?
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Date: 2011-05-23 03:09 am (UTC)[Because you said so!]