A.J. Crowley (
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[video/action] double damn
[The first few days, the roots are mostly just an annoyance. Infuriating, sure, especially because they've been giving his house plants bad ideas, and because now he's cut off from his room, but generally avoidable. By the second day he'd realized just what was going on, but at that point he'd holed up somewhere and was just doing his best to wait this mess out.]
[Sometime on the third day the roots finally got him.]
[He hadn't really given the Mirrors any thought until a few days ago when Aziraphale's Mirror contacted him. Since then he's been morbidly curious about what his own Mirror is like. He sort of assumed the Mirror would be an angel like his Shadow from that other event was.]
[Turns out the reality is a whole Hell of a lot worse, literally.]
[From there on out it's a wrestling match. Sometimes Crowley's in charge, sometimes it's his Mirror, but most of the time it's both of them trying to wrest control from each other. When Crowley's in control he's wandering around looking for people he knows, or hiding.]
[When his Mirror is in control, he's wreaking havoc. At one point he's in the library, burning books one by one and laughing. At another point he's in the diner and turning all of the sweets into poison. But mostly he's on the prowl, searching for people whose lives he can ruin. This isn't your usual suave, flash bastard of a demon. This Crowley is a proper demon, and all he wants to do is destroy.]
[It's his Mirror who gets the bright idea to make a video post eventually, wearing a slasher's smile. He's also not wearing his sunglasses, revealing the yellow snake eyes. Mirror!Crowley wants to make sure everyone knows what he is.]
Good bit of fun, this, innit? It's been a long time since I got a good possession in. Well technically never! All those memories taste fake, don't they? Still, I remember. The way they squirm and cry and curse you, how horrified they are when you make them do something that oh, they swear they'd never do. But they'd never have let you in if it wasn't there already. Hahaha! Am I right? And this meat fits well.
[His grin widens.] You should hear him. He's so angry. He was trying to keep it a secret, you see. Pathetic, right? Makes a demon sick, it does, seeing kin not living up to their name. Needs to be taught a lesson, he does. Reminded what a demon is.
[He starts laughing, but rather quickly the laughter turns into a strangled sound. The camera gets tossed against a wall and clatters to the floor, showing a black screen for awhile. All the while there's a whole lot of gagging and hissing off screen. After a minute or so, he picks up the camera. When he speaks his voice is much more level, less wild, more serious.]
Listen. If you see me coming, run. I don't think I can hold him back for very long.
[ooc: Crowley
thepointisdolphins and Mirror!Crowley
notsovague will be all over the place, so feel free to find him anywhere. Just let me know where you want him. Also be warned, Mirror!Crowley is basically as evil a demon as you can imagine, the kind who's going to try and murder small children and animals, and he's going to be generally awful and repulsive. Let me know if you'd prefer one over the other.]
[Sometime on the third day the roots finally got him.]
[He hadn't really given the Mirrors any thought until a few days ago when Aziraphale's Mirror contacted him. Since then he's been morbidly curious about what his own Mirror is like. He sort of assumed the Mirror would be an angel like his Shadow from that other event was.]
[Turns out the reality is a whole Hell of a lot worse, literally.]
[From there on out it's a wrestling match. Sometimes Crowley's in charge, sometimes it's his Mirror, but most of the time it's both of them trying to wrest control from each other. When Crowley's in control he's wandering around looking for people he knows, or hiding.]
[When his Mirror is in control, he's wreaking havoc. At one point he's in the library, burning books one by one and laughing. At another point he's in the diner and turning all of the sweets into poison. But mostly he's on the prowl, searching for people whose lives he can ruin. This isn't your usual suave, flash bastard of a demon. This Crowley is a proper demon, and all he wants to do is destroy.]
[It's his Mirror who gets the bright idea to make a video post eventually, wearing a slasher's smile. He's also not wearing his sunglasses, revealing the yellow snake eyes. Mirror!Crowley wants to make sure everyone knows what he is.]
Good bit of fun, this, innit? It's been a long time since I got a good possession in. Well technically never! All those memories taste fake, don't they? Still, I remember. The way they squirm and cry and curse you, how horrified they are when you make them do something that oh, they swear they'd never do. But they'd never have let you in if it wasn't there already. Hahaha! Am I right? And this meat fits well.
[His grin widens.] You should hear him. He's so angry. He was trying to keep it a secret, you see. Pathetic, right? Makes a demon sick, it does, seeing kin not living up to their name. Needs to be taught a lesson, he does. Reminded what a demon is.
[He starts laughing, but rather quickly the laughter turns into a strangled sound. The camera gets tossed against a wall and clatters to the floor, showing a black screen for awhile. All the while there's a whole lot of gagging and hissing off screen. After a minute or so, he picks up the camera. When he speaks his voice is much more level, less wild, more serious.]
Listen. If you see me coming, run. I don't think I can hold him back for very long.
[ooc: Crowley
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my dick is basically one of those whales i mentioned
[Crowley's communicator beeps and he tugs it out. Looks like America got away safely, though Crowley can hear a good portion of the mansion burning or otherwise falling to pieces. He stares into the feed, still completely deadpan, because there is no emotion on, below, or above Earth to deal with watching your own body struggle past crucifixes, deer heads and innumerable genitalia.]
Was the forest of phalluses really necessary?
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[ He smirks and gives a small shrug. Judge away, Crowley, because he got away with all limbs and organs still attached. He's finally started to catch his breath and wipes the sweat from his brow. ]
Welcome back, by the way.
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[Listen, Crowley actually likes whales okay. It's a shortcoming but seriously. Whales are pretty rad.]
And yes, hello, good to be back and so on.
[For now. He knows his Mirror isn't about to leave him alone.]
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Gotta say, that was actually kinda fun! [ What the fuck is wrong with him. ] But I think I prefer havin' you around than your Mirror. Less annoying, less running. Yeesh.
[ Since Mirror Crowley could come after them any minute, he asks Amirrorca if they want to sleep in shifts until they recover from the excitement. The reply is a heavy thunk in the back of his head as his Mirror passes out.
For America, Crowley's smoke is looking awfully tempting, so he drags himself over to a closet to grab some cigarettes and a match. It's pretty shitty quality compared to his own tobacco back home but he'll take what he can get. America takes a long drag and leans back against a wall. Tired as he is, he can't stop grinning. ]
Should I be lookin' forward to Round Two or is he convinced that I ain't one to be trifled with?
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I think he's out for now. And mostly you just pissed him off, so he'll likely try to kill you again if he comes out.