twenty seven | Mayfield's ugliest individuals: a literary documentation

[strike_you_out]

[Phone; a simple question asked in a quiet voice]

Who's the most dangerous person you know in Mayfield? Tell me about them. Zemekis has been noted.

Action; 726 Anderson Lane
[For several months now, Slugger has been compiling profiles of Mayfield's most dangerous people. It's a project he's tentatively titled "Mayfield's Worst Morons" (subject to

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[puzzlerprince]

[And look who's wrapping up with shoveling the front walk again. On his way back to the house, he passes by Slugger on the porch.]

What are you working on?

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger looks up from his work and turns to the first page where the working title is written: 'Mayfield's Worst Residents'. ]

[puzzlerprince]

Mind if I take a look?

[He leans his shovel against the wall of the house, extending a hand for the book.]

[strike_you_out]

[Pleased that Edward is interested, he readily hands it over. Edward's input could be useful.]

Tell me if I missed something.

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[godisachild]

[Sup bro. He was coming to check on you anyway, and moves to take a seat beside Slugger, peeking to see what he's got so far.]

Got another one to maybe add.

[strike_you_out]

[He finishes adding a few more things to one of the drawings and looks up.]

Yeah?

[godisachild]

...Two, actually, though I don't know much about either of 'em.

You've seen the weird gray kids around, right? The trolls?

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger nods and turns to a blank page. Terezi helped him understand the trolls a bit better when she was still his sister.]

Go on.

[doublerinbow]

... Well that depends. Did you kill me 'cause you were on mushrooms, or cause you felt like it? ♪

[strike_you_out]

You needed relief. That's why I did it.

[doublerinbow]

That... [is not what she expected.]

How does that even make sense? You don't know me! ♪

((OOC: Pardon the extremely late backtag :'D And curse you, lack of subject line!! ))

[strike_you_out]

I sensed it.

[ooc] No prob.

[phone]

[noluckduck]

Shit, tell me about 'em.

[strike_you_out]

[That's an unfamiliar voice.]

You're new?

[noluckduck]

Yeah. Got here last week.

[strike_you_out]

Lucky you.

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[bread_goes_bip]

[Death is stopping by to make sure everything is okay here. She's wearing heavy clothing but it's not clear if it's due to the weather or just because she feels like it]

You're not cold?

[strike_you_out]

Not really.

[Slugger lifts his pencil to re-read what he's just written and grins.]

[bread_goes_bip]

What are you working on there?

[strike_you_out]

[Setting aside the pencil, he'll offer her the book and allow it to explain itself. Perhaps Death, being who she was, would have something to add.]

What do you think?