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[jammingwith]

[Here we see Edward sleeping peacefully in her new bed in her new home at 951 Beulah Street. As morning dawns, she wakes up, and yawns, very cat-like, stretching and wriggling around in her bed. It's at this point she reaches out and knocks the phone on her bedside table off the hook.

At first, she doesn't notice that she's in a completely new place.

Then, she starts to notice. But she takes a while to wake up, so it doesn't really compute.

And finally it hits her. She sits up quickly, looks around, and GASPS.]

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?

[She leaps out of bed and notices that she's actually wearing a nightgown, which confuses her further.]

WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?

[Ed just starts looking around the room, under the bed, in every nook and cranny she can find, opening drawers, shuffling through clothes and generally making a mess of things as she looks around. It looks like she's looking for something in particular, but she's not, really, she's just looking.]

WHERE IS EDWARD? WHAT IS GOING OOOOOOOOOOOON?

Comments

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Calm down. You've been brought to a place called Mayfield.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Hello? Hello? Are you there?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't realize that it's the phone at first.]

WHATWHAT?

[Ohayphone cool. She looks at it funny for a second, then picks it up.]

Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[She scrambles over to the phone.]

Hellohellohelloooooo?

wtf new neighbor is loud

[legberjack.livejournal.com]

[An angry, angry man is outside your window. You have any idea what time it is?!]

OI, WOMAN.

SHUT IT, WE CAN HEAR YOU DOWN THE GODDAMN STREET.

8D

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[AUGH THERE IS A WEIRD MAN GO AWAY]

AUUUUGH WHO ARE YOU WEIRD WEIRD MAN

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Yes, hello. Were you trying to call someone?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Nooooooooooooo who're you?

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Sophie Jenkins.

Then are you new here?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Sophiesophiesophie

Here. Yes? New. Maybe?

I'm confused.

whoops ignore the post with the horrendous spelling

[legberjack.livejournal.com]

[lost irony is lost]

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU'RE THE ONE WAKING THE NEIGHBORHOOD, YOU TWAT

ignoring!

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[THIS IS NOT HELPING HER SITUATION]

STOP YELLING AT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Most people are when they arrive here. You're in a town called Mayfield. We're all being held here.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Whatwhat?

Maaaaaaaaaayfield? Held... here?

Whaaaaaaaaat?

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's a rather fancy prison really.

[1/3]

[legberjack.livejournal.com]

[WHO CARES, I'M AN ANTAGONIST]

YOU STARTED IT

[2/3]

[legberjack.livejournal.com]

...

[3/3]

[legberjack.livejournal.com]

...Nice nightie, lady.

Maybe Mayfield ain't so bad.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Oooooooooookay.

[She sounds very suspicious]

So whatwhywherewhen?

Um.

What do we do?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Oh man now you're really pissing her off. She glaaaaaaaaaaares and picks up the lamp from her bedside table, ripping the socket out of the wall.]

GO AWAY.

[eldest-hatter.livejournal.com]

Try to find a way out I suppose. At least that is what I've been doing. We're supposed to be part of a family and have a job, but that seems to be it.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

Family? What family-family?

Joooob? What kind of job-job?

[legberjack.livejournal.com]

OI, LADY! You're the one hangin' her junk out the window!

Speakin' of, they got a name?!

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

YOU'RE THE ONE WHO STARTED SHOUTING THROUGH THE WINDOW!

[She brandishes the lamp. She's not afraid to use it.]

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[Oh goodness...]

You've been brought to a place called Mayfield. Supposedly set in 1950s America.