2: I Fought the Law and the Law Won
Characters: Crowley and everyone who hates him (and the few that do like him)! How fun.
Location: On a bench in the plaza
Time: Afternoon.
Style: Whatever you want~
Status: OPEN like the pearly gates of Heaven!
[Sitting on a bench in the middle of the plaza is one Anthony J.Crowley, the friendly neighborhood demon, contemplating how his whole life in Vatheon has been turned into one giant mess by a conniving catboy with a furcoat problem. Well, things could be worse. The world could be ending...again. Or people might decide to form a Spanish Inquisition to prosecute him. Crowley shuddered. Okay, that was worse. He didn't need that to happen.]
[He sighs and runs a hand through his perfectly groomed hair. People were mad at him. He could sense it. Not that that was a bad thing, cause demons need to be hated, but he didn't like the feeling of being blamed for something he didn't do. At least some people believed him, but the evidence was shaky, at best. He really needed to find something to prove his innocence, and fast.]
Location: On a bench in the plaza
Time: Afternoon.
Style: Whatever you want~
Status: OPEN like the pearly gates of Heaven!
[Sitting on a bench in the middle of the plaza is one Anthony J.Crowley, the friendly neighborhood demon, contemplating how his whole life in Vatheon has been turned into one giant mess by a conniving catboy with a furcoat problem. Well, things could be worse. The world could be ending...again. Or people might decide to form a Spanish Inquisition to prosecute him. Crowley shuddered. Okay, that was worse. He didn't need that to happen.]
[He sighs and runs a hand through his perfectly groomed hair. People were mad at him. He could sense it. Not that that was a bad thing, cause demons need to be hated, but he didn't like the feeling of being blamed for something he didn't do. At least some people believed him, but the evidence was shaky, at best. He really needed to find something to prove his innocence, and fast.]