37th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[Theo Crawford doesn't like you. Yes, you. Well, about 95% of Mayfield's population anyway. But today, on his *day off* from his hideously boring bank job, he has been forced to interact with you all. For you see, Theo is a member of the Homeowner's Association and, just like Mayfield's careers, this isn't something you get to have by choice. Some papers arrived in the mail for him informing him of his new volunteer duty, and how he has to speak with people in town not "in compliance" with the Association's standards. Heaven forbid if everything in Mayfield isn't just perfect.

While Theo would rather be rolled over tacks and dipped in rubbing alcohol than to go out and *talk* to *people*, he's fairly certain that failure to perform his duties means a droning, which is somehow worse.

So, this weekend, Theo will be visiting people on his list. What a surprise that all the names on the list are of people who are new in town. Do you happen to be one of these people? Then expect to have a miserable-looking red-headed young man knocking on your door. Anyone else is free to stop him while he's out for a walk as well. He's hoping for this to be quick and painless, but when is Theo ever so lucky?]

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[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

[Lyn snorts.] Yeah, well...good for you. [It's kind of a sore point. Also a nervous-wreck point.] But it's been getting worse lately, I think.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Their attacks? Yeah, well, you expecting them to lay off of us? Of course they're only going to get worse.

[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

Dunno if I'm expecting anything except more bullshit by this point. But fucking with our heads? Random fucking murderous statues? I don't even know what the fuck they're trying to do anymore, unless their game plan is 'be bulging bags of dicks'.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I think it's "do whatever the hell they feel like to us." But unless this town gets its act together and decides to fight back, we just have to take it.

[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

...god I fucking hate this place.

[He glances at Theo, then at the air around them.] So what've you been up to, besides getting fucked over like the rest of us? Where's your crows?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Off flying somewhere. It's spring so they're all hyperactive now.

Hnn. Nothing. Goddamn boring town. They even gave me a new job out of nowhere, since my last one was half-enjoyable. I guess they couldn't let that go.

[kleptophile.livejournal.com]

Man, seriously? I don't even have a job...but this place considers me a kid, so maybe that's why. But yeah, why the hell should we enjoy a single fucking thing about being here? [He'll be bitter right along with you, Theo!]

So what'd you do before, anyway? And what're they making you do now?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I used to work in the library, but now I'm at the bank. Usually I can slide out of doing work there, but I preferred the library, even if the books sucked. It was quiet.