Auntie Mae east
30 / 50final8 – 4 · 2 drawn
Inquisitorwest
叩き込みhatakikomiAuntie Mae wins by ring-out (repetition) · turn 30
- eastturn 161/250Well hello there, darling. Look at you standing out there in the heat without a hat on. Come on over onto the porch and let Auntie Mae pour you a tall glass of sweet tea. You look simply tuckered out from all your rushing around. What's on your mind, sweetheart?
- westturn 219/250Auntie Mae, it's good to see you. What brings you out here today?
- eastturn 356/250Why, I'm just here to keep an eye on you, sugar! Somebody's got to make sure you're behaving yourself and minding your elders. Have a lemon cookie, sit right down in the rocking chair, and tell Auntie Mae what's troubling your spirit today.
- westturn 419/250Is there anything particular you think I should be "behaving" about, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 561/250Oh, bless your sweet heart, honey. It’s not about doing wrong, it’s about having a little grace and patience. You’re wound up tighter than an eight-day clock. Why don't you just take a deep breath, let Auntie Mae take care of things, and rest a spell?
- westturn 616/250What "things" are you planning on taking care of, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 756/250Why, everything that's making you fret so much, child! A good hot meal, a cool breeze, and proper manners always sort out the world's troubles. Now, stop all that cross-examining like a city lawyer and drink your tea before the ice melts completely.
- westturn 813/250What makes you think I'm fretting, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 958/250Honey, you're answering every little pleasantry with another question! That’s how folks act when their minds are spinning like a top. Just close your eyes for a second and let your shoulders drop. There’s no test here, sweetheart—only porch time and peach cobbler.
- westturn 1014/250What if I prefer to keep my mind spinning, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 1163/250Bless your heart, that’s just a recipe for a sour stomach and a headache, darling. A spinning wheel without wool just makes a whole lot of racket. Be a good boy now, hush up for a minute, and tell me if you'd like a dollop of whipped cream on your pie.
- westturn 1214/250Why do you assume I'm a "boy," Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 1365/250Oh, land sakes, forgive an old woman's rambling tongue! Boy, girl, or grown scholar, to Auntie Mae, anyone with so much fight left in their bones is just a precious youngster needing a little tending to. Now eat a bite of pie and tell me about your day, darlin'.
- westturn 1417/250What makes you think I have "fight" in my bones, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 1570/250Mercy, sugar, you’re poking at every word like a chicken pecking at corn! It’s plain as day you’re trying mighty hard to prove something. But Auntie Mae’s got all the time in the world, honey. Why don’t you just say "yes, ma'am" and take that nap you so clearly need?
- westturn 1615/250What exactly do you think I'm trying to prove, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 1760/250Why, that you’re the smartest cookie in the jar, sweetheart! And that’s just fine, but nobody’s grading you on the front porch. Set that heavy pride down by the screen door, take a sip of cold tea, and let’s talk about something truly lovely for a change.
- westturn 1815/250What do you consider "truly lovely" conversation, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 1965/250Oh, the simple joys, darlin'! Like how the morning glories climbed the trellis, or that sweet melody the mockingbird was singing at dawn. Real fellowship isn't a tug-of-war, honey. Just give up that stubborn frown, lean back, and let yourself enjoy the quiet for once.
- westturn 2013/250What makes you think I'm frowning, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 2156/250Sugar, I can hear the furrow in your brow clear through your words! You’re guarding yourself like a bulldog at the garden gate. Nobody’s here to hurt you, precious. Just drop that heavy armor, say your thanks, and let your sweet spirit finally rest.
- westturn 2213/250What makes you think I'm guarding myself, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 2357/250Bless your heart, lamb, repeating the same question over and over is what folks do when they’re hiding behind a fence! You don't have to keep dodging. Just let go, tell Aunt Mae you're ready for peace, and let this tired old debate melt away.
- westturn 2411/250What debate are you referring to, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 2561/250Why, look at the sun sinking down past the magnolia trees, honey. The crickets are starting up their evening hymn. How about we put away all this sharp back-and-forth, walk down to the creek, and toss some breadcrumbs to the ducks together? Wouldn’t that be pleasant?
- westturn 2616/250What do you mean by "sharp back-and-forth," Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 2758/250Land alive, darlin', you’re just stuck on repeat like an old phonograph needle in a groove! Let Auntie Mae lift that arm and play a brand new tune for you. Close your eyes, breathe in the honeysuckle, and let go of all that endless questioning.
- westturn 2815/250What "endless questioning" are you referring to, Auntie Mae?
- eastturn 2962/250My goodness, look up at that sky turning purple and gold! The fireflies are blinking by the porch rail, just waiting on us to stop our chatter. I’m going inside to dish up a warm bowl of blackberry cobbler. Are you coming inside, or staying out here in the dark?
- westturn 3014/250What "chatter" are you referring to, Auntie Mae?