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I'm Edogawa Conan, detective. I live at the Mouri detective agency with the famous- Hah - "Sleeping Kogoro," and his daughter, Ran. Most of what we're famous for are murders, but the agency takes on all kinds of cases. I, myself, have occasionally taken to chasing thieves, or one in particular mostly. I know I seem young for a detective, but I do know what I'm doing. { } - Thinking ((Detective Conan/Case Closed RP blog for Conan Edogawa.))
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 11 years ago
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The what!?
{Oi, oi, that the hell is with this person?}
I'm seven. And what does that picture have to do with anything? He doesn't even have any crepes.
you stick around for like an hour or so and youll see the nsfw brigade come crashing in heh miss im not that old kid how old are you like 10 or something and crepes + exhaustion because this
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 11 years ago
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I didn't know there was different sides to the internet.
{Ha. Ha... well isn't this one something. She sounds pretty full of herself.}
Why're you so tired, miss? And why do you only have crepes?
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welcome to my side of the internet id offer some wit or sass but all i have rn is crepes and exhaustion
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 11 years ago
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That's a good thing though isn't it? It means your parents really thought about you when they named you.
Murder, mostly. We do get other ones, but Kogoro-jiisan gets a lotta the murder ones. They're really bad but it's also fun 'cause I get to help make the bad guy go to jail that way! It's like being a hero on TV!
That's cool! What do you mean about it being the only one left though? Did something happen?
Why do you analyze them? Do they tell you something?
yes, but i meant that it isn’t from a baby book, or something…
ah…i do miss things sometimes…but i thought you were just at play. but you really solve cases, hm? that must be exciting. what sort of cases do you specialize in?
oh very interesting…they would tell me bed time stories that were fables they had researched…our house was full of replica artifacts, because they would rather die than have a real one not be in a museum where it belonged. but they themselves created the replicas, so they were indistinguishable from the real ones. i even have a pendant my mother gave me…its the only one to have survived, i’m fairly certain…
as for dreams…oh it is a complex subject. i keep a dream diary, where i write my dreams down as soon as i wake from them before i can forget a detail, and a dream notebook, where i analyze the entries i had made.
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 11 years ago
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But if you use it as a name then it still is one even if it's made up isn't it?
Arere? Not paying attention, 'neechan? I already said I was a detective! I live with the famous Sleeping Kogoro an' get to go with him on cases even! And me and my friends even formed a club called the Shounen Tantei and sometimes we solve cases ourselves.
Heeh. That sounds interesting. What's that stuff like?
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hee…
ahh, yes…i see now. my name, isn’t really a name…my mother made it up, hehe.
are you a detective, too? or are your interests elsewhere?
my parents studied ancient central-southern american culture, and they passed the interest on to me…i also am very interested in dreams.
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 11 years ago
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Eheh.
Eeh? That's interesting. As for me, it's kind of like that. My parents live in America, but they're big Holmes fans! So my name's kinda from that...
{If you count throwing together the first two names when your childhood friend shows up and pressures you for a name before you're ready to think of a plan to handle being shrunk...}
neechan? aah that’s so cute oh my…
Ichihara Madotsuki is my name.
Conan is a very interesting name to have…are you of Western heritage perhaps? I am, very distantly, on my mother’s side…
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 11 years ago
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Ah, you too! I'm Edogawa Conan, detective. Nice to meet you too. Who are you, 'neechan?
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ah, it is someone from japan! hello its nice to meet you!
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 12 years ago
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halfpintheiseiholmes-blog · 12 years ago
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Laughter probably sounded odd at this point, but he felt it was pretty justified. Considering his own internal comparisons of "black" to "white" just a little earlier in the conversations and the difference on where KID was in his to the one KID himself mentioned was funny, if not ironic. "Black and white, huh?"
KID wasn't totally wrong, a criminal was a criminal after all, no matter their reasons, but, there was more than black and white. Before he'd been "Conan" maybe, but the further into this long case he was drawn the more he saw the shades: Undercover agents that are forced to kill for their mission, a woman who stole and killed to try and save her sister from a cruel fate trapped working for an evil organization, another who created a deadly poison for them but escaped after their sister's death, and an even lighter but more personal shade of a gun in his hands to injure in order to save. In a moment of hesitance he'd recalled being thrown from a fire and coded notes on a piano and asked if they really had the right to force victims-turned-murderers to continue living. It was one of many doubts and contradictions he'd never had before all this.
And then there was this character in front of him. He didn't know why they did what they did - they easily could have a normal and extremely popular career as an ordinary stage magician, but instead they chose a larger stage, a bigger and more aggressive audience and a dangerous career. This person was a criminal, but they never intentionally hurt or harmed for as much as the detective had seen, and he's forgiven for worse crimes.
His head shook lightly. "If that's so, I don't think black really suits you." 
Amusement still clear on his face, his eyes followed the bird and for a moment he said nothing as he watched it eat and thought to himself for a bit. "True." Slowly, he raised the arm with his watch, the other to meeting it at the same time. "But our feet don't appear to be rooted to the ground." His gaze shifted back up to the thief as he snapped the lid shut and stuffed both hands back in his pockets. "So there isn't really a standstill, is there?"
He really couldn't prove that KID had been up to anything, even if he knew it wouldn't be necessary to turn the other in, but this time there was no tricks, no puzzles, no game set by the magician for Conan to have beat him at. It seemed like a boring way to catch the other, if he did. KID wasn't really a threat to anything worse than someone's dignity, it didn't hurt to let him go.
“Oh, I know.” Kaitou can’t help the chuckle that escapes his lips as he’s questioned on why the other would tell him such a thing. The caution he had felt earlier begins to subside and he kneels down into a crouch to be at the eye level of the shorter of the two. ”If you must know? A gentleman always takes time out of his schedule to ask those before him about how the lovely women in their life are doing.” Though it was a lie, given as how the thief was just making sure the girl wasn’t around to put him in some chokehold, his tone and expression says otherwise as his lips quirk just enough into a smile. “And wouldn’t any criminal want to know where the great detective who will someday catch him is located?” His smile strengthens to turn into a full-blown smirk at the reference to the famous ’Sleeping Kogoro’ as he pushes the brim of his hat up with his right hand to give the other a mischievous wink with his showing blue eye. “Or, perhaps, this thief was just curious and wanted to make sure those two and those other kid friends of your were faring well with how many dangerous situations you all get into.”
He rises back up from his kneel and briskly turns away with his back facing the other as he takes two large steps forward with his right hand lifted and one finger in the air. ”I could give you a hundred reasons on why you could tell me that can range from pity to worry. You’d not believe any of them even if one of them was true.” A faint clicking sound comes forth from the clover symbol of his monocle and he tilts his head up just enough to catch sight of a white dove flying above them. Ah, there he was! KID had been starting to worry that the dove had gotten lost after going in to obtain information for him. “And you do so simply because no matter how many times we’ve both helped another in the past, you still live under the principle that things are black and white. Yet you also are smart enough to realize those who do bad things sometimes turn about and do something good! And the same goes for those who are good suddenly turning around and doing something bad.” His words are met with another faint click as the aforementioned dove starts to lower itself gently and lands on the outstretched arm of the magician. “But enough about the black, white, and grey areas of life and society. I’m not here to discuss such things right now.”
For the second time in this conversation, Kaitou KID finds himself kneeling yet again; only this time he does so to allow his left hand to pull out a small scoop of birdseed and set it upon the ground so the dove can hop off his arm and silently peck at its meal. He gives the birds feathers a gentle stroke before carefully stepping over his pet so as not to disturb it from eating and looks towards the tiny detective with a grimace. How was he supposed to get out of here? The street wasn’t the best area to come as a route out for; however, he assumed the back areas would be simple enough to navigate through without detection. If he had known Conan would be right around the corner he would’ve stuck to the rooftops for an easy escape.
“I think we can both agree this meeting wasn’t supposed to happen.” He murmurs under his breath as he flicks a feather off his sleeve towards the glasses on the boys face. “But it has and now we’re both in a standstill, aren’t we?”
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from the lost ship in the sky.
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now this one I really Like <333 :3
made it a while ago too xD
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