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perfectsymmetry) wrote2010-04-14 07:04 pm
perfectsymmetry) wrote2010-04-14 07:04 pm
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[HEY MAYFIELD. Something weird is going on with your local uber-polite nerd boy. He receives a package in the mail after getting home late in the day, finding it sitting on the porch. He opens it there, and is ecstatic about what he finds inside - anyone who's watching only sees something in a small black canvas case. Grinning widely, he tucks the case into his coat pocket, throws open the front door of his house, planning to go and call Kay Faraday - and he disappears!
The mystery package Crowe received is causing him to teleport randomly whenever he passes through a doorway to somewhere else, anywhere else, in Mayfield. Maybe he's in YOUR house! Maybe he's intruding on something embarrassing/hilarious/crazy/fun. Whatever the result, Captain No-Common-Sense here will take awhile to gather that the package he received is causing the chaos. And he'll arrive in your home/business completely flustered and apologetic.]
O-oh goodness. How is this even happening?! NOW where am I?!
The mystery package Crowe received is causing him to teleport randomly whenever he passes through a doorway to somewhere else, anywhere else, in Mayfield. Maybe he's in YOUR house! Maybe he's intruding on something embarrassing/hilarious/crazy/fun. Whatever the result, Captain No-Common-Sense here will take awhile to gather that the package he received is causing the chaos. And he'll arrive in your home/business completely flustered and apologetic.]
O-oh goodness. How is this even happening?! NOW where am I?!
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What the fuck are you doing?! HAVEN'T YOU HEARD OF KNOCKING?!
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[He has his eyes closed, and it backing up out of the bathroom. However, when he hits the doorway, he just disappears out of thin air, in mid-sentence.]
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goes back to contemplating the existence of her rubber ducky.]