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cameracrush — Fri, 09 Sep 2011 18:57:44 GMT

[Seeing as how the last time Mayfield decided to 'play' she got her heart blown up, Ami typically went to bed and wished for two things. One, that she'd wake up and be home. Two, that she'd wake up and not have to drink milk with razor blades or get harassed by drones when shopping.

So naturally, she's a little frustrated when she wakes up and finds herself in a bowling alley. It's chipper decorations only serve to add insult to injury.

She gives a frustrated glare to the person passed out beside her, and then a sigh. Screw it.

The next minute she's back sitting next to him with a soda, burger, and a huge pile of napkins, sipping at her drink with contention. Well, as much contention as one can muster while drinking a coke.]

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cameracrush — Fri, 12 Aug 2011 19:40:30 GMT

[A. 1486 Kramden Road ; action]
[A yawn is cut short by a sharp intake of air; she sees the photos as soon as her eyes open. They all have her, and she can recognize her own faked smiles. But what she doesn't know is who the other people are. Ami 'Simmons' immediately scrambles out of the bed and throws open the closet. Not her clothes. Her desk? Some random English homework she doesn't recognize.

She runs out into the rest of the house, and anyone else there or nearby will hear a shriek when she sees her new 'dad', waving and moving in to give her a wholesome, good morning hug before she runs into the nearest room and locks the door.]

[B. 1486 Kramden Road ; phone]
[There's off-hand sounds of drone!dad knocking on the door and calling for Ami in the background in his chipper, generic voice.]

I've been kidnapped by some— some stalker freak calling himself my dad. What kind of sick fetishist... [She pauses to scream 'get the hell away from me!' towards the door and its continued knocking before going on.] I need police sent to...

[She fades out. After a moment she continues, trying her damnedest to sound calm, but her voice is shaking too much and it's too quiet for that to be real.] I don't know where I am.

it's a game of house

❤ o2 (closed to leo ; oh-so-belated event post)

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