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mayfield_rpg2012-03-30 01:58 pm
kingofhero) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-03-30 01:58 pm
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[ This morning, Keith was woken up from a blissful sleep by a ringing phone asking him why he wasn't at work. After double-checking that he was still in Mayfield, and double-checking that he was still without his powers, he'll reply.]
I'm sorry, but . . . what?
[And get an ear-full, possibly a few threats. But Keith was a patient man, and eventually he got the message that he was expected at the police station.
Still . . .he just wasn't sure why.]
A - Mayfield Police Station
[The answer comes to him when he's staring at a desk with a name-plate on it.
Officer Goodman.
There's also a metal foot-locker on the desk with his name on it, containing a full uniform, a pistol and holster - and a badge.
Officer Goodman.
It wasn't as though he weren't qualified for it; he was, most likely. He was even happy to serve, and he got happier the more he thought of all the people he could help! But there was still a very small and very confused part of Keith that was hoping he would wake up at home after going to a bar with Tiger, Fire Emblem, or Bison and this was all a strange dream.]
I don't remember applying for this job at all. But I also don't remember coming here at all, not one bit. . .
[He's mostly talking to himself. He could probably use a little help.]
B - Mayfield Elementary School
[Oh no! That was really unsafe! Little kids crossing the street all by themselves with no adults in sight! This road was so busy, there was probably a car driving down it right this minute --
--it was probably just a few miles away, is all. Nevermind, he's just going to make sure that all the little ones get across the street safely. Extremely friendly Officer Goodman will just be stopping any kids before they go out into the street and making sure it's safe for them to cross. Are you going to listen? Are you driving? Are you going to stop? ]
C - Anywhere in Mayfield
[Okay, well, patrol. That was something he knew how to do! Sure, he'd patrolled from the skies, but Keith was not one to be defeated by the details. You might catch him in the patrol car, walking about, or maybe writing a ticket. Have a concern?]
I'm sorry, but . . . what?
[And get an ear-full, possibly a few threats. But Keith was a patient man, and eventually he got the message that he was expected at the police station.
Still . . .he just wasn't sure why.]
A - Mayfield Police Station
[The answer comes to him when he's staring at a desk with a name-plate on it.
Officer Goodman.
There's also a metal foot-locker on the desk with his name on it, containing a full uniform, a pistol and holster - and a badge.
Officer Goodman.
It wasn't as though he weren't qualified for it; he was, most likely. He was even happy to serve, and he got happier the more he thought of all the people he could help! But there was still a very small and very confused part of Keith that was hoping he would wake up at home after going to a bar with Tiger, Fire Emblem, or Bison and this was all a strange dream.]
I don't remember applying for this job at all. But I also don't remember coming here at all, not one bit. . .
[He's mostly talking to himself. He could probably use a little help.]
B - Mayfield Elementary School
[Oh no! That was really unsafe! Little kids crossing the street all by themselves with no adults in sight! This road was so busy, there was probably a car driving down it right this minute --
--it was probably just a few miles away, is all. Nevermind, he's just going to make sure that all the little ones get across the street safely. Extremely friendly Officer Goodman will just be stopping any kids before they go out into the street and making sure it's safe for them to cross. Are you going to listen? Are you driving? Are you going to stop? ]
C - Anywhere in Mayfield
[Okay, well, patrol. That was something he knew how to do! Sure, he'd patrolled from the skies, but Keith was not one to be defeated by the details. You might catch him in the patrol car, walking about, or maybe writing a ticket. Have a concern?]