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[perfectsymmetry]

[ACTION: Are you new in town? Wandering around looking lost? Staring and gawking at the drones and identical houses with a growing look of dread across your face?

If so, a tall teenager will shyly approach you. He's carrying a newspaper bag, but instead of the daily news, there are pamphlets poking out. He has a quiet voice and a light Irish accent.]

Ah, um, excuse me. Couldn't help but notice that you, um, seem to be feeling your out of place. I can explain, if you's like.

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[PHONE:]

Um.

N-No one's seriously considering the position of police chief, right? It's so suspicious... what if you get droned into the role, like Grad-- er, Evan Olney probably was?

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[volcanoes]

[Well this is going to be incredibly awkward, but he's spotted Crowe handing out pamphlets, and he knows someone who could use one.]

...Can I have one of those? For someone who just got here.

[He isn't looking at Crowe so much at as Crowe's shoulder.]

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[likeahex.livejournal.com]

[She notices you passing out the pamphlet to someone. And is curious.]

Did we replace the newspapers here?

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[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

I've been wonderin'a same thing, after I heard'at phone call about Grady bein' dead and lookin' different than he did before.

Imagine if you got accepted into'a job an' got morphed into Grady II: Son of Grady. Dunno 'bout you, but that gives me'a willies.

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[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

Crowe?

Why're you passing out those fliers?

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[burnmycapital.livejournal.com]

Some people are not particularely bright, yes?

[Some people want power, and will do a lot of dumb things to get that.]

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[doofenstrudel]

[Doofenshmirtz is walking home from his job at the bakery, shoulders slumped and discouraged looking. He's not a total newbie, but new enough to be holding himself with wariness...

So hey! There's a guy offering him a pamphlet!]

Ehn? Explain? I think I've got a good grasp of the basics of this town. Can't leave, rooming with people you hate, all of your things have been taken, every moment is torment...

[He sounds bored as he rattles it off.]

She never went into much depth on that, this place has been more irritating and less horrifying...

[Time to open that pamphlet! While still giving the occasional suspicious look to the young man.]