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prpl_assistant) wrote2011-09-12 11:56 am
prpl_assistant) wrote2011-09-12 11:56 am
Memo 001: Meet the Assistant.
A. Action for 1337 Benny Road.
[The first thing Miss Pauling notes when she opens her eyes is how bright the bedroom is. She shuts her eyes tightly, having not yet readjusted to the light. However, when she opens them up again, she immediately notes something else.
The walls around her weren't coloured purple.
Confused, she reaches for her glasses at the bedside table, only to note that they weren't her usual optic wear either. They were just the wrong shape.]
That's strange, where are my glasses...?
[Her hands fumbled around for her familiar pair of spectacles, until she accidentally knocked over the lamp with a resounding smash.]
Ooops.
B. Phone
Hello? Is there anyone there? I...I think I've been kidnapped!
[The first thing Miss Pauling notes when she opens her eyes is how bright the bedroom is. She shuts her eyes tightly, having not yet readjusted to the light. However, when she opens them up again, she immediately notes something else.
The walls around her weren't coloured purple.
Confused, she reaches for her glasses at the bedside table, only to note that they weren't her usual optic wear either. They were just the wrong shape.]
That's strange, where are my glasses...?
[Her hands fumbled around for her familiar pair of spectacles, until she accidentally knocked over the lamp with a resounding smash.]
Ooops.
B. Phone
Hello? Is there anyone there? I...I think I've been kidnapped!
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I hope that we can all get out of this place together Mr Jones. Please be careful while you're here, I've heard that there are people from different worlds who may not be entirely human, in the sense that we know off. (She may not like him, but his well-being is of concern to her.)
no subject
Will do, Miss Pauling.
Oh, and accordin' t'the mail I found here, my address is 770 Bunker Street. Y'know, in case you do change yer mind on that offer.
[With that, he hangs up.]
no subject
That...that jerk!
(With that, she slams the phone down. Standards are for on the clock and no one's around to see that little display of temper.)