Felt cute, might abbadon later;

[MysticalMynstrel]

Crashing out: a term meant to describe someone going through so much shit doing something final and noteable; usually of great concern to the local constabulary.
Sounds about right for what Mr. Jones is going through.

Hair flapping into an overtly average face: one hand holding the radio tower; other a mic. Singing rocker boy ballads never looked so punk.
Unfortunately for Mr. Jones, Mind control is not Punk Rock, and police tend not to care how good you look.

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"Trilby, we are trying to be accommodating, but the onus is not on us for your unfortunate address." The pretty police lady purred.
"It's Jones, Just call me Mr. Jones! I've never gone by Trilby! I don't know you! So why are you using my name!" An outburst of frustration came unlodged from the previously silent man.

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"Given your situation we have decided to put you with a host family for naturalization" A wizened matron declared into the crowded courthouse.
"It is our hope that with time and the guiding hand of our communities most affluent family, you will better adapt to your... change in circumstances, be thankful they were interested when your bid came up"

"You're selling me!?"

"Yes Trilby Jones, we sold you, be glad it was to the froxxen."

The... The classroom filled with laughter: a boy screamed and started flailing his fists...

"Pathetic."

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