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[Hello, Vatheon. Today, you'll be seeing the strangest sight of your life. It is not a hoax! It is not an illusion! Believe your eyes!]

[Because right now, Anthony J.Crowley is on the screen, saving a kitten from a tree. The girl who asked him to do such a nice thing is holding the SFC, giggling as he comes back with the struggling kitten in his arms.]

Gee, thanks a lot, mister!

[Oh God.It is obvious somewhere out there, pigs are flying. Because Crowley is actually acting genuinely nice for once. Maybe it has something to do with that angel headband he's got on? Huh.]

No problem. Keep an eye on him, okay?

[He takes the SFC and gives a chipper wave at the camera.] Hey guys! Long time, no see. Just want to let you know that later today, I'm giving out free cookies. I think they're really delicious. Chocolate chip, actually. And obviously, they need to be eaten.

And don't hesitate to contact me if you need anything! I'd really love to help.

[WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TO. Crowley grins again and shuts the camera off. Someone put some sense into him.]

Hello, Vatheon. You know, when I came here, I didn't expect that there would be tons of worlds out there which had never heard of religon or certain celestial beings. And those who have heard of them completely have the wrong idea. I mean, really, horns on demons? Angels playing harps? That's quite ridiculous, if you ask me.

So, let me offer you a quick summary of what you are supposed to know about angels and demons. Technically, I know some of you will be like "Oh, but Crowley, my angels are actually talking trees in my world", but honestly, I don't care. These are what angels and demons where I come from, and I want to clear some things up. "Angels and Demons 101", if you will.

( So much TL;DR )

[Crowley snaps the book shut and grins.] Hope that cleared things up a bit. Any questions?

Current Mood: nerdy

[Hey, Vatheon. Having fun with your quests and whatnot? So is Crowley. So far he's beat up a couple of monster trees in the forest, and he's chilling near the pond. It sucked that he didn't have any of his usual powers, like flying, but he knew that as soon as the week ended, everything would be back to normal.]<

[Also, it was pretty fun seeing if people recognized him in his getup, which was colored black and green in reference to his reptilian nature.]

Hmm, I haven't worn armor since the Middle Ages...

[A slight shrug as he turns to the SFC. The letters above him read:

scaresplants (Anthony J. Crowley) lvl. 12
Dragoon
HP: 95% Mana: 67%
3 lives remaining ]

So, dear Vatheon, how goes the game for you? Really, the way you people are taking this is surprising, to say the least. This is a game. And you are supposed to do your best and try to win it.

[A smirk.] Besides, maybe who is the best at this gets a Get-Out-of-This-Place-For-Free card? C'mon, Vatheon, I want to see more competition. You guys are practically making this a piece of cake for me.

[And then a grin.] ...You don't want me to win the whole thing, do you? Well, let the best man win.

Ciao.

Current Mood: mischievous

[Well, the curse this week is highly amusing for Crowley. After all, even though he could perfectly sense people's desires on his own, seeing people's thoughts was even better. The SFC turns on and Crowley smirks- his own bubble is filled with dark smoke and something that looks like a little green snake, twirling in its depths.]

Seeing people's true thoughts- isn't that funny to see? I bet a lot of you are hating every moment of this- but not me. This is like my own personal holiday over here.

C'mon, don't be afraid to show your faces. I want to have a good look at what is going on in your minds...

[Crowley chuckles and then presses a button, intent on filtering to one of his best friends in the city.]

Hey, Nodoka. How are you d-

ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.

( Cut for TL;DR angsting )

Current Mood: lonely

...I'd never thought I'd say this, but frankly, I'm bored.

[Here is one Anthony J. Crowley, currently lounged back in his chair in his spotless white apartment as he adjusts the nozzle of a plant mister in his hands.]

And when I'm bored, I turn to people, because they're the best source of entertainment I can get.

So, Vatheonites, have a nice brain teaser to think about. The one who comes up with the correct answer gets a prize.

"Three people check into a hotel. They pay £30 to the manager and go to their room. The manager suddenly remembers that the room rate is £25 and gives £5 to the bellboy to return to the people. On the way to the room the bellboy reasons that £5 would be difficult to share among three people so he pockets £2 and gives £1 to each person. Now each person paid £10 and got back £1. So they paid £9 each, totalling £27. The bellboy has £2, totalling £29. Where is the missing £1?"

And if that's too hard for you, then I say you are an idiot and therefore you are stupid.

I await your answers, Vatheon.

[A smirk, and he turns off the camera.]

Current Mood: blah

[The video switches on, and there is one Anthony J. Crowley, looking as smug as ever.]

You know, today is a great day. A wonderful day. There hasn't been a day like it since, oh, I don't know when.

You're probably wondering why that's so. Well, I just found out today that a certain person is no longer here with us.

[His smile grows wider.]

A catboy named Enjin.

This calls for a celebration, don't you think? Days like these don't come around every year, you know. C'mon, who's with me?

( Filtered to Nodoka, Unhackable )

[The SFC comes on, and Crowley looks a lot more serious than usual.]

...A few days ago, as you might have heard, a man named Aziraphale was kidnapped from his home by a man named Enjin. Right now, we have no whereabouts where he is, but before you lot go and do a search party, I have to give you a few warnings.

First of all, what Enjin looks like- well, he's a catboy. I mean, he has glasses, this really tacky fur coat, and these two cat ears on his head. And most of the time he looks incredibly smug. But don't let his ridiculous appearance make you think that he's not hostile.

Enjin is dangerous. Don't think that your mighty magical powers or prowess in fighting will be able to defeat him. He can read your mind like a book, and even cast illusions to make himself seem like he's your friend. Overall, he's not easy to beat, so don't go rushing onwards like chickens with your heads cut off, because it will not help you.

Akina Hiizumi knows about the guy- ask him if you have any questions.

Let's get Aziraphale back where he belongs.

( Filtered to Nodoka and Effy- unhackable )
( Filtered to Enjin- unhackable )

[The SFC turns on accidently as it is jostled in Crowley's coat pocket. There is nothing to be seen except the dark fabric of the pocket itself, but one can hear snippets of a rather one sided conversation from Crowley...]

Go away. You know that I only went with you people because I thought it was a good idea at the time.

[A heated pause. Crowley doesn't sound happy at all.]

No, Falling was never something I wanted! I was happy, you know, but no, you had to go and tempt me with your ideas...stop saying I'm weak for liking human beings, stop it, I'm not weak at all...

[There is the sound of what seems like a threatening hiss from a cobra.]

I didn't ask for any of thisssssssss!!

[And suddenly, the SFC falls out of his pocket, and catches a glimpse of what looks to be a creature more snake than man. Maybe the more astute of you would recognize it for who it truly is...And then the SFC turns off.]

[Crowley has a few demons in his closet...]

[The SFC turns on and reveals one Anthony J. Crowley smirking at the camera.]

Lovely day, isn't it, Vatheonites? Now, I've noticed that there are quite the number of new people here, so I just want to go out and say welcome. Vatheon is a pretty beautiful place, where everything is free and most of the people living here are nice blokes.

Also, you're stuck here for the rest of your lives. Better get used to it- I've been here for well over six months, and I haven't seen home for a very long time.

[His smirk grows even wider.]

So, from me to you, I just want to say have fun and don't beat anyone up while you're at it. Understand? Hope you have a great time in your new prison, newbies!

( Filtered to Nodoka )( Filtered to Aziraphale )( Filtered to Bayonetta )

Current Mood: devious

[If you go into the forest today, Vatheonites, you might see a very strange sight.

Sitting on a bench in the forest is one Anthony J. Crowley, though he doesn't remember his name and would probably tell you his name was Crawly if you asked, because that's the only name he remembers. And on his back are two beautiful black wings, perfectly groomed. His sunglasses are perched on the top of his head, and his eyebrows are furrowed, as if he's trying to think of something.]

[He turns on the SFC laying next to him.] ...Yeah. I don't like this at all. Not one bit. Just when I thought that I was just an ordinary guy, and then everyone needs to ruin my day and tell me I'm Fallen...whatever that is. That's just peachy.

[He really does look worried.] I don't know why...I thought I was a good person, really. But why can't I remember who I really am- what I really am? I remember some things, and then I forget them all over again.

I know I'm a snake, somehow, because that could explain the hissing and the eyes...but whoever heard of a snake in human clothing? I don't get it.

[And he buries his head in his hands.] I just want to remember...

Current Mood: depressed

[For kicks, Crowley had gone to go see Hanna. He was sort of expecting that the boy was going to be all excited over the whole bodyswitching thing, and besides, Crowley really needed a bit of a cheer up after all of this.]

[But when he got to the apartment where Hanna lived in, he found that it was empty, save for his zombie friend. Hanna was gone.]

[Maybe it was because he was in Aziraphale's body, but Crowley felt rather saddened by the news. So, Hanna got to go home, huh? Well, at least he wouldn't have to look over the boy again...]

[He turns the SFC on, and his voice is quiet.]

For anyone who wants to know, Hanna Falk Cross went home.

[And then he clicks it off. Time to go get drunk, he guesses.]

(ooc: Tags wll be made with hatestartan.)

Current Mood: melancholy

"Hi. This is Anthony Crowley... Uh.... I’m probably not in right now, or asleep, and busy, or something, but leave a message after the tone and I'll get right back to you. Chow."

BEEP!

[Crowley comes on screen, and he doesn't look all that happy. He has a weary expression on his face, and if one looks closely, one can see the blood-splattered tire iron leaning against one of the white walls of his apartment.]

That was something that I hope will never happen again. Zombies. I just hate them.

[He runs a hand through his hair and sighs. Seeing the deaths of Eyes and Saya was very disconcerting.]

Maybe those unfortunate people will come back like that one time...

[A pause]

Anyways, Hanna, how are your runes faring? Have you gotten them all worked out yet?

Current Mood: exhausted

[There's a hiss, and the SFC opens up to a shot of the barrier up above. Nobody's appearing on camera, though there is a sigh from someone in the background.]

Um, Aziraphale? I have a little bit of a problem...

[A yellow eye comes on camera, followed by a long green serpentine body. The snake peers at the camera, pink tongue flickering in and out. Then it speaks again.]

I've-I've forgotten how to change back. Er, is there any way you could come and get me so we can sort this out? I really don't want the mob finding out I'm like this...

Bugger it all.

[And the video cuts off. It took him forty-five minutes to actually make the post without accidently filtering it to someone else. Man, he missed his fingers.]

Current Mood: uncomfortable

[The video opens with something dark, like fabric, moving around on the camera. Loud huffs can be heard in the background, as if someone's running. It suddenly stops, and there's a short angry hiss before it's cut off with a loud thud, as if someone has gone and tried to hit a sack of potatoes with a baseball bat.

The SFC is finally taken out of the pocket it was in, and Crowley comes on screen, shades and neat haircut and all. In the background, a large Decadraven is lying askew on the alley wall, a strange cylindrical indentation on its chest.]

...I hate these bloody things. I wish they would stay away from me. It got what it perfectly deserved, though.

[With that last phrase, he nods towards the fallen bird, and then holds up a tire iron- wait, what? There aren't any cars in Vatheon. Well, who cares? It's the magical tire iron, now deal with it, people]

Glad I have this to give them a taste of their own medicine. Ah, what was I planning to ask. Erm... Oh, yes. Aziraphale, we need to talk. Our feline has made quite a move, and one which, I'm sure, you would dispprove of.

[The bird stirs in the background, lifting itself upon one wing, then rises above Crowley's head menacingly. The demon doesn't even turn around.]

Anyways, ciao.

[The SFC camera turns off, but there is a very loud ka-thud before the sound turns off completely.]

Current Mood: calm

[The SFC comes on, and the first thing you see are a row of potted plants standing on a desk. And they are gorgeous. Their leaves are a bright verdant green, and just looking at them could bring up thoughts of a magnificent forest. Some of them are even flowering, and the flowers are delicate and perfect in any way]

[For a while, no one pops up on screen, although you can hear someone cheerfully whistling "Another One Bites the Dust" by Queen in the background. Then, it stops, and Crowley comes on screen, looking rather chipper.]

Oh, yeah. Almost forgot. Does anyone know where I can find a plant mister? You know, one of those spray bottle things that can spray water. I've checked around, but all they seem to have are those large watering cans that really serve no purpose at all.

Thanks again. [He gives a curt wave, and walks off the screen, starting to whistle again. Torturing plants helps him keep his mind off of things.]

Current Mood: chipper

( Relationships )

( application here )

[The SFC turns on, and in front of your eyes is a very stylish man with dark hair and shades, smiling slyly. When he starts speaking, his British accent and his voice are so laid-back that you could roll out a carpet on them.]

Hello, my good people. My name is Anthony J. Crowley, and I would like to know which way the exit to this place is as soon as possible.

Thank you for your interest and time, and as soon as I get the answer I will be out of here faster than a car on the Autobahn. And believe me, that is very fast.

Ciao.

[The transmission ends just as soon as it began. Crowley's not really the type of person to elaborate on eveyrthing that's happening to him, unfortunately.]

This is the first time I've ever played this character, so please, tell me whatever thoughts or criticisms you might have about him!

Comments will be screened and all comments are appreciated.

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I see God in my garden but I don't know what He said

For my heart it wasn't open

Recent Entries

16: Being good had never been on my to-do list.

15: The real difference between angels and demons is their fashion sense

14: If there was only a way to enable cheats

13: The unluckiest number

12: A bored demon is never good to have around

11: Ding dong, the catboy's gone

10: The hunt is on

9: Ghosts of Christmas Past

8: Just your friendly neighborhood demon

7: Not ordinary at all

6: Never got to say good bye

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5: The quiet after the storm.

4: It's hard to run without legs. [Filtered to Aziraphale]

3: Birds and tire irons clearly don't mix

2: Torturing plants is a personal hobby

Relationships- in progress!

Application

1: Ciao, people.

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