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May. 10th, 2011 10:02 pm
perfectsymmetry: (shy look)
[Phone call: filtered from NPCs]

Hey everyone. I know how much the library here is useless, and a lot of people are looking for something to read. I don't have much, but I'm always willing to lend out the books I have. I got some novels from home returned awhile ago, and I've already read through them, more than once... All I ask is that they get returned to me in good shape, so other people can read them too. Um, they're mostly detective novels, as well. Ah, my name's Crowe and I'm at 1247 Williams if anyone cares to stop by.

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[Action:

Spring is in the air, and Crowe can't help but be in a good mood, thanks to the warm weather and the end of the school year coming up. Prom wasn't a complete disaster either, and he skillfully managed not to make an embarrassment of himself during Mother's Day. Today Mayfield can find him:

A) On his porch with a pile of books next to him, in case anyone stopped by. He's reading one, sitting on the porch swing with his cat asleep in his lap.

B) At the flower shop. Crowe's always looking for new hobbies and is considering gardening since he never got the hang of cooking. But boys can't get gardening books at the library, so he has to wing it. He has no idea what he's going though, and is looking over flowers and plants, thinking. He will probably ask workers or other customers for help.

C) Windowshopping downtown. It might look innocent enough, but this thief is on the prowl. Problem is, none of the stores here have anything good, or even any security to speak of. Where's the challenge?

He does sit across from the bank for awhile though, watching people come in and out...]


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Aug. 28th, 2010 09:01 pm
perfectsymmetry: (whoa whoa WTF)
[Residents of 1247 Williams may notice the car is gone, and it's not dear old not-dad who's driving it about the neighborhood like a maniac today. Actually, it's Crowe driving it about the neighborhood like your grandma on Sunday.

He had a few weeks of driver's ed back home, and studied up on it while here in Mayfield. But he's never been behind the wheel before. And, well, being Crowe, he doesn't want to be a bother and make anyone have to teach him, so he's decided to get some practice. How hard could it be? It seemed simple enough, right?

Yeah, right.

It's not going so well for him, but he's not giving up yet! He can be found in several places today driving around town:

- blocking up traffic driving SUPER SLOW. He's too afraid to take it over 25 or so. When someone honks at him, he makes a squeaking noise, speeds up for a few seconds before slowing down again.
- taking a turn too sharp or too wide, and running into various things, or....people?! Look out, innocent bystanders! He'll miss the occasional traffic sign, too focused on driving.
- The family car has seen better days since dear ol' Milkman Dan has gotten into town, and occasionally there's some malfunctioning. Maybe the bumper as fallen off, perhaps the radiator has started to spout steam. Nothing to panic over, right? Except this is Crowe. Of course there's some panicking.
- attempting to parallel park. OH THE HUMANITY. Pray that's not your car he's parking by.
- a surprise empty whiskey bottle has rolled out from under the seat and lodged itself under the pedals. From within the car can be heard "OhGodOhGodOhGod---!" Better get out of his way, Mayfield!]

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Aug. 7th, 2010 12:36 pm
perfectsymmetry: (Default)
[Crowe can be found two places recently!

One is City Hall. He's shown up during the day and asks any drone who comes by if there's any way to get a tour, using his most charming smile. He says it's for a school report that he was supposed to do over the summer, which is a good enough excuse for him getting away with taking notes. In reality he's scoping out the joint, noting exits and any security issues, but his lips are sealed on that fact.

The other is back in the park, where he pretty much camps out all the time now. Besides reading, playing soccer or martial arts practice, today Crowe's trying a new hobby: kite flying. He's never really tried it before and it's not going as well as he'd hoped. Usually he's climbing up a tree or telephone pole to untangle it, or it's careening out of control in a sudden breeze. Better look out, because it's headed your way!

When he's home for those brief times to avoid droning (showers are also good), he'll put out a call to the town as well.]


School will be starting up again soon enough... I'll be a junior this year. But a lot of people have come and gone over the summer... do we have any new students and teachers in town? I was thinking of maybe joining a club, but I don't know what...

Ah! Right! Um, a lot of people have been talking about the frustrations with the library lately. It's almost impossible to find anything in there. But, would anyone by chance have any detective books on them? Or can find them there? Fiction or non-fiction is fine. Maybe someday the town will return my books to me...

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Mar. 22nd, 2010 09:33 pm
perfectsymmetry: (Default)
[Some folks around Mayfield may notice something in the past few days - your wallet is missing. You had it in your pocket one moment, and then, like magic, it's gone! And no matter how many coat pockets you tear through, or couch cushions you overturn, or car seats you rummage under, you just can't seem to find it.

That is, until the next morning, when you go to get your mail and, just like magic once again, there sits your wallet. Everything you had inside it is still there - as a matter of fact, it might even be more organized than you last remembered. You don't see anyone around, and besides the Milkman, the only one that had been by was your paperboy sometime after that. But that was fairly early this morning...]

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[Private action]
[Besides some decoration planning for the dance, Crowe hasn't really come home much, other than to sleep, which he hasn't been doing much of anyway (despite the fact that blitzball practice was really wearing him out). Anyone else who's a night owl may see him walking the streets, or sitting in the park. You'll always be greeted when he passes with a genuine smile and a greeting.

It's late one night where he sneaks back into his own home, too tired to stay out any longer, and makes it up a tree to a hallway window. He swiftly opens the window and sneaks in silently. Mayfield's security may as well been from the stone age compared to what he was used to, and it made this sort of thing way too easy. But he wasn't watching himself well enough, and in his sleepy state snags his foot on the window, and stumbles inwards - directly into Sniper, who was just leaving the bathroom. Crowe staggers back a few steps, two wallets falling from his coat pocket as he does. He gives Sniper a startled expression, eyes wide, looking from the wallets back then back to Sniper.

Sniper grins. "Well well. What have you been up to, Little Mister Perfect?"]

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