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             “ Can’t say I have. Y’know— I kinda like to get to know a person before seein’ their who-now and what-now. ”

          ❝ eh, ❞ she tapped her cigarette and took a puff. ❝ happens more than you might think. not the first time i’ve had my meat muffin and chocolate escalator hanging out.  ❞

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          She’s covered head to toe in slime, yet she pulls out a cigarette, lights it and takes a puff. ❝ So, uh, this stuff isn’t comin’ out any time soon, is it? ❞ 

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          ❝ Yeah, yeah, yeah. That’s you on the book there. ❞ Diane pointed to the picture of Erin on the back of the book. ❝ Erin Gilbert. Huge fan. But uh--  ❞ She leaned in as though she was about to whisper a secret, but instead she took a smoke. ❝ But, uh, I’m guessin’ you left out the knocker thing, right? Not a hit with the publishers, huh? ❞

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           ❝ Shoot, uh, you didn’t happen to see a pair of pants lyin’ around anywhere, did ya? ❞

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out—shit son it’s been 84 yrs since i’ve been on this blog. gotta start dreamin up some crazy ways for this lil weirdo to lose her pants and have somethin happen to her knockers. 

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           ❝ Shoot. That was you? ❞ She sprawls out more in her chair and take a puff. ❝ Wasn’t my worst Wednesday night. ❞

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    “Miss Rafferty, I just- I wanna apologize to you 100% for the aliens that were jumbling your jubblies around like jujubes out of a jam jar. It wasn’t intentional, but uh- I mean, did you have a good time at least?”

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out—’bout to go off and do 6 shows today. yikes bikes !

[ hence why i kinda disappeared these past couple days: tech week. performances are only today tho, so i’ll probably be on later tonight and the next coming week. ] 

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     ❝ Yeah? Did you get the knocker stuff, too? ❞

❛    i believe you. just so you know. you don’t sound entirely crazy.    ❜

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      She was sprawled out in a chair outside of Dairy Queen. She had a Butterfinger Blizzard in front of her and a half-smoked cigarette in her right hand. She was very nonchalant in her manner. She had gone over the details so many times—with the police, her small town buds, the NSA, or anyone else who would listen. 

      ❝ Forty of ‘em. And then they watched my pee in a steel bowl. ❞ 

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He doesn’t recall how he ended up here, or how they even ended up in such a conversation. He just recalled hearing something super strange about a bunch of aliens. Being someone that had met aliens, he was confused and curious.

“Wait a moment, how many aliens did you say were there?”

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out—every time i post a reply on this blog i think, wow i have never written a weirder reply. it couldn’t possibly get weirder. and, of course—it does. 

ms. rafferty your life is really fucking weird. how do you deal?

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       She’s just got just off the plane from Orlando and she’s standing here lookin’ at some ridiculous Chinese restaurant—luggage in one hand, a smoke in the other. It’s been years since she’s seen Jillian and she hates that it has to be like this, but she’s gettin’ real tired of seein’ her sister’s face all over the news. She can’t believe she’s still goin’ on about that ghost stuff. Honestly. That was only supposed to be somethin’ they talked about when they were kids and had active imaginations. But now? Come on. 

       Sure, Diane, herself, had dealt with her fair share of weird—forty grey aliens takin’ turns gently battin’ her knockers around, Keith, dog heaven—but those things were far more plausible, right? Aliens—there are other planets, after all, and there’s gotta be other life forms on there. And Keith? Well she’d rather not ponder it too much. And dog heaven—well, that is self-explanatory.  

       But ghosts? No, no, no. There’s a reason why she fled to small town Florida when she graduated high school and married the first guy that dared pay her any attention (only for him to die tragically due to random snakes on a plane, but that’s a story for another time). Well, no matter. She’s here now and she’s gotta look out for her younger sister. She is ten minutes older. 

       ❝ You gotta knock it off with the ghost stuff, Jill, ❞ she says, sprawling out in a booth at the Ghostbusters’ headquarters and taking a drag of her cigarette. 

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           ❝ No, no, no. I don’t share. ❞ She snatched the turkey club from the other and tried to shove it all into her mouth, eating it as quickly as possible.  ❝ And don’t you dare touch my barbecue chips, ❞ she said, mouth full. 

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“Honestly, I think I can do whatever the hell I like, especially when it is about food.” Holtzmann grinned, taking a severely exaggerated and huge bite out of the food she just took.

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little thief.

“Yeah well…” Cue a bunch of munching. “Too bad so sad?”

           ❝ Hey, hey, hey! ❞ She tries to snatch her food back. ❝ Quit the munchin’, kid. Give it back. ❞ 

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            ❝ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You can’t just go around takin’ other people’s food, ‘kay? ❞

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out—if anyone is wondering, i am still here. i still have had to deal with performances for the shitty show that i’m working on, but i also got sick bc life is super extra fun times cafe. but i swear i’m here and i will eventually do replies and starters and whatnot. thanks for bearing with me. ilu all. 

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A few upgrades are being made to the exposed particle accelerators of the Ghostbusters’ arsenal of proton packs. Holtzmann looks frazzled; It’s one in the afternoon and she’s already suffered two intermediate shocks. She sets down her tools as Kevin walks in, leading a disheveled woman –who bares a startling resemblance to Holtzmann– into the lab. 

The team aren’t prone to conducting the interview stage of their metaphysical examinations upstairs, but Patty and Erin are out chasing a lead of their own, and Abby is currently on the phone to Zhu’s, giving them a piece of her mind about the correct ratio of wontons to broth and where they can shove their egg rolls. Ah, the eternal struggle. She’ll have to manage this one alone. 

“ —You must be Ms. Rafferty. Take a seat, just… not too close to the table, ‘kay? I’m working on something a little unstable and one rogue elbow could level the building. ” Holtzmann laughs. “ My colleague tells me you had an encounter with a Class IV non-human entity. ”  

            She remembers it like it was yesterday—although, shoot— it was only hours before. She remembers the little green ghost, nice big, white teeth trying to take her turkey club. Nobody takes her turkey club, not even Sharon. 

           She tried to fight the slimer for it, but it did not end well. First, the damned thing tried to possess her or somethin’. (She was clearly not dealin’ with the employee of the month) It could only fit in her chest and torso and it took turns battin’ around each of her knockers trying to reach the sandwich from her hands. When it got close, she tried hidin’ her sandwich in her slacks, but the ghost just pulled ‘em right off, leavin’ her with her damned coot-coot and prune shoot hangin’ out. It wasn’t until it finally got the sandwich from her that it ate it in front of her and slimed her.  

            Of course, by now, she’s cleaned up as best as she can as she enters the Ghostbusters Headquarters. It doesn’t even phase her that the woman before her looks exactly like her. She’s dealt with enough weird for one day. 

             ‘You must be Ms. Rafferty.’

            ❝ Uh, yeah…❞ She pulls out a cigarette, lights it and takes a seat, sprawling out. ❝ Yeah. Yeah. Small, little, green guy, about yea-high—❞ She demonstrates. 

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out—lbr if ms. rafferty ever had to encounter any of the ghosts in ghostbusters, she would end up dealing with a slimer.