#☆ ˎˊ˗ 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 / 𝐌𝐬. 𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 .

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happy easter !

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@rvrend / them !

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For  someone  who  considers  herself  so  holy  it's  not  often  she  shows  her  face  at  church  .  She  considers  herself  above  Putty's  sermons  .  That  didn't  stop  her  from  making  the  odd  appearance  to  keep  the  reverend  on  his  toes  . 

And  low  and  behold  his  reaction  tells  it  all  .  THAT  sermon  wasn't  for  her  ears  ,  lest  it  be  condemned  to  Hell  itself  by  her  moral  sanctions  .

Compliments  are  wasted  on  the  already  grey  woman  ,  she  folds  her  arms  .

❝   I  see�� your  sermons  are  still  as  immoral  as  ever  .  Can  you  credence  to  this  ordure  ,  Reverend  Putty  ?  ❞  She's  sneering  ,  absolutely  grinning  and  relishing  in  this  on  the  inside  .  She'd  take  a  stab  at  @rvrend  any  chance  she  could  get  .  What  farce  it  was  that  Moralton  should  elect  him  the  holy  man  .  No  matter  it  was  her  job  to  knock  him  down  a  peg  when  he  got  too  comfortable  with  spilling  his  own  ideals  for  whatever  benefited  him  this  week   . / 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 .

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this was left on the desk of the library ( along with a 5 dollar bill and a dime. )

❝  Hm , what's this ?  ❞   Ah a bribe . How flattering ! Not quite flattering enough , however .  ❝ bribes won't work here , Putty .  ❞   She holds the card up , not this sort of bribe at least . 

❝ Oh , well another one for the cleansing flames ! ❞

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oh yes ... the whole Censordoll ' being a witch thing ' , I'd like to think if the show continued they wouldn't follow down with that route because , for me , it underplays other character's actions having Fran somehow responsible for certain events . As for having ' mind control powers ' I think it's less ' mind control ' more ' manipulation ' she knows everyone in town's weakness and she exploits it . Orel lacks affection therefore showing him even an ounce of affection has him right where she needs him .

She uses Clay's weaknesses against him in the show and everyone in town is so afraid of her that she can threaten them easily . I don't think she'd have to be a witch to do that ! It's far better if she's has no powers , merely an obsession with control with the little Moralton replica she has made in her home and she spies on everyone lives simply to seek out their weaknesses so she can eventually take control . It's a hobby of hers to act out possible events with the replica or at least move the little figures where the towns folk should be individually at any given time . A sort of playing God if you will but not literally being God .

So not a witch though people in town may view her as one.

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@closedface 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐄𝐃 : you’re completely out of your element here, aren’t you? ( for ms. censordoll! )

*  ―  𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

She is out of her element on this one . Not that she's willing to admit it just yet !

❝  Bah ! Don't speak with such confidence , scab ! The only reason why I haven't picketed your filthy , cesspool of an establishment yet is because you know to lay down low on your belly like a serpent from Hell . ❞

She sputters each word , laced with tested tempers , though she knows she's been caught somewhere she ought to have not been . This one time she had let something slip , she cannot so easily allow it to happen again .

❝  Away with you , heathen . This  is  business .  Mine  ,  not  yours  . ❞

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Something  shifts  within  Fran  ,  she's  not  letting  up  that's  for  certain  .  More  biding  her  time  ,  arms  folded  ,  she  shifts  her  weight  to  one  side  . 

Thinking  before  one  speaks  was  hardly  worthy  of  a  medal  if  anything  for  the  dear  old  reverend  it  was  about  time  he  thought  at  all  .  As  far  as  she's  concerned  . 

Her  nose  upturned   ,  expression  just  a  hint  of  sour  . 

❝    I   ❞  She  emphasizes ❝    am  not  the  one  the  boy  looks  to  for  guidance  .   ❞ She  gestures  to  the  Reverend  now  ,  a  sneer  as  her  finger  probes  him  in  the  chest  .  ❝    YOU  are  .   ❞   A  knowing  turn  of  the  head  ,  she  moves  her  hand  away  from  him  . 

❝    Not  even  the  boy's  father  has  that  kind  of  leverage  on  him  as  of  late  .  The  election  was  testament  to  that  fading  bond  .  ❞

Even  still  ,  she  was  growing  more  and  more  sceptical  that  whatever  change  had  undergone  the  boy  after  his  father  shattered  not  only  his  knee  but  his  trust  ;  seems  to  be  having  a  domino  effect  .  Small  changes  to  be  sure  ,  as  the  reverend  said  himself  he  is  beginning  to  think  more  .  That  could  be  detrimental  to  her  plans  .  Ignorance  was  an  ally  .  Open  minds  were  not  .   How long before Moralton undergoes more of these ' small changes ' ?

Sharp  as  ever  she  snaps  her  head  back  into  his  direction  once  more  . ❝    It  is  a  pity  that  Orel  has  yet  to  respect  me  the  way  he  respects  you  of  all  people  .  You  are  not  nurturing  ,  unfit  to  take  care  of  yourself  let  alone  the  boy  .  THINK  about  that  next  time  you  try  to  point  your  finger  in  my  direction  ,  Putty  .   So from now on I do the thinking and you just stick to your half-brained sermons .  ❞ 

his face falls from nerves to defensiveness as she continues her remarks. eyes flit to the side, annoyed, but ultimately knowing that yet again she was right. that, of course, only served to annoy him further. arms fold in retaliation of hers and he straightens his posture to pose false confidence, fingers tapping against his arm.

" hey, look, at least i'm trying here. half the time i actually think before i speak ! "

while that would be an insult to most, it's an improvement in his eyes. he knew well that he'd been part of the reason said boy has been led astray and wrought havoc on their town on multiple occasions, but it wasn't the reverend's fault orel took everything so literally !

though, perhaps, it was his fault he'd made so many careless remarks in the past just so he'd leave him alone ...

" orel's just a kid, he doesn't know any better. it's not like you've been imprinting anything good on him. " less of a statement of taking responsibility for his influence over orel's mishaps, but moreso shifting blame onto her. whether or not such an action was wise remains to be said.

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She  has  a  way  with  words  alright  ,  and  she  knows  it  .  It's  why  she  uses  them  ,  to  intimidate  self-conceited  pustules  like  him   .  She  takes  great  pleasure  in  knocking  him  off  of  his  pedestal  . 

Still  as  stone  faced  as  she  was  before  she  scoffs  ,  a  disapproving  curve  in  her  lip  .  Despite  her  exterior  she's  actually  having  a  great  time  .    

❝  Be  that  as  it  may  .  Your ' JOKES '  are  the  fruit  of  most  of  injurious  marks  inflicted  on  our  way  of  life  ,  Putty  .  ❞   She  cocks  a  brow  .

❝  You  more  than  anyone  should  know  that  your  sermons  lead  a  one  young  Puppington  astray . - He thinks rather highly of you for some reason , believes every word that so desperately crawls out of your putrid mouth , I'm sure you have noticed , hm ? ❞   Folding  her  arms  ,  she  awaits  his  response  . ❝   It  would  be  a  shame  if  I  deemed  this  church  immoral  and  a  detriment  not  just  to  our  community  but  in  the  eyes  of  God  as  well  !    ❞

boy, that woman's got a way with words. he's half a mind to ask fran to speak in layman's terms, but luckily the other half a mind stops him before he makes a bigger fool of himself. fingers fiddle as he sweats, hand waving her concerns aside. of all sermons to attend, that certainly hadn't painted him in the best light ( though really, do they ever ? )

" oh, that ? ah - hi was just, uh ... just joking around with the congregation ! everyone likes a good laugh here and there, yeah ? "

she's got him pinned like a bug, never failing to make him squirm, cracking his usual overconfidence in what he preaches. no matter what he does, censordoll always manages to have the upper hand, and she well knows it. a shrug as he jokes with the humourless woman.

" ... ha ha ? "