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Nov 07, 2010 14:49

[Night has fallen in Mayfield, and in the shadows something watches...something waits...something-]

Awooo!

[-wants to play fetch with you! That something is Margarita, now made a werewolf by the candy corn she just couldn't resist eating. Fucking sweet tooth, I mean really. Covered in ginger fur and kind of disgustingly adorable, she's bounding around Mayfield looking for playmates, checking out interesting smells, and occasionally letting out a really, really loud howl. Obnoxiously loud, even. Like, "wake you up from halfway across town" loud.]

AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[Any shoes that are thrown at her will be chewed up and never given back ever. Deal with it.

Or, if you live at 507 Ricardo Street, you can find the fluffy monstrosity rolling around on the living room floor or shedding all over the couch. Or barking at her own reflection in the oven door. Or running into walls. Or chasing her tail. Really, the options are endless. (As for Surely, her frog, he's wisely decided to hide under her bed until this all blows over....possibly fearing being eaten.)]

ruh-roh, oh jesus christ why, this is the worst, lol event, &outside

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