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🧍 David Sean Murray [20]
he / him [9+]

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â„šī¸ aliases:
- David [3+]
- “(the) boy" [6+]
- “good boy" (by {Edwin}) [29]

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â„šī¸ species:
🧍 human [-]

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â„šī¸ born:
{19XX}
(4 years old) [5]

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â„šī¸ location(s):
- the (textile) factory [45]

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â„šī¸ resides:
- {Edwin}’s workshop [46]

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â„šī¸ relationships:

🧍 {Edwin Murray}
- father [1|2]

🧍 {Fiona}
- mother [10]

🐾 Tiger
- companion [13], friend [36]
- comfort item [24], favorite toy [34]

🧍 Lucy
- friend [38]
- ice cream vendor [37+]

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â„šī¸ personality:
- creative [7]
- amusing [7]
- adventurous [32]
- listens well [44]
- almost hyperactive [43]
- insistent [2], eager [40]
- impish [11]
- loud [18], noisy [21|31]
- worked up [19], tantrum prone [31]

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â„šī¸ likes:
- chocolate chip ice cream [12]
- mac and cheese [49]
- slides [33]
- (white) tigers [35]
- dancing [14]
- singing [15]
- drawing [29]
- reading [39]
- playing catch & Name That Car [47]

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â„šī¸ misc facts:
(formerly) cries incessantly [22]
- born just before dawn during a storm [20]
- has {Edwin Murray}’s eyes [16]
- resembles {Fiona} more than {Edwin Murray} [16|17]
- named [45] & befriended the (textile) factory [46]

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â„šī¸ description:
(formerly) [41] bright eyes [40]
- 3'6" tall, ~50 lbs [26]
- small [2], but big for age [25]
- cute [8]
- thatch of fine [4], silky-soft [45] hair
- freckled face [11]
- severely arched brows [23]
- uptilted snoot [11]
- missing tooth (right incisor) [a]
- full, small lips [27]
- dimpled chin [42]
-  stubby fingers [28]

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â„šī¸ accessories:
- t-shirt [b+]
- pants [c]

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â„šī¸ color(s):
- dark brown (eyes) [23]
- brown (hair) [4]

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â„šī¸ abilities:
- falls asleep nearly instantly [44]
- amazing memory [48]
- learns quickly [48]

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â„šī¸ history:

📚 The Mimic

sources:
âš ī¸ (for our sanity, only the first instance of each source per media is included)

[1] Daddy look, I’m a ghost!
🧍 David Sean Murray

[2] Edwin Murray, his brow in its usual deep furrow, swore when his son’s small but insistent hand tugged at Edwin’s flannel shirtsleeve.
[narration]

[3] Stop that, David!
🧍 {Edwin Murray}

[4] Edwin looked down, expecting to see the badly cut thatch of David’s fine brown hair.
[narration]

[5] The fragile mesh fabric was undulating and moaning—or rather, the four-yearold under the fabric was moaning, in a pretty decent approximation of a scary ghost.
[narration]

[6] At the end of the undulating lamentation, however, the lace (actually, the boy) sneezed.
[narration]

[7] He had to admit that he enjoyed David’s creativity, and watching the lace thrash was amusing.
[narration]

[8] You are cute, though.
🧍 {Edwin Murray} (graphic novel)

[9] Edwin was already concerned that David was going to catch a bad cold as he had the past two springs.
[narration]

[10] After Fiona had died giving birth to David, Edwin had been tempted to get rid of all the lace.
[narration]

[11] His impish, freckled face revealed, David grinned, sneezed once more, and wiped his nose so hard it was a miracle that the uptilted snoot remained on the boy’s face at all.
[narration]

[12] “’Ice cream!’ David shouted. ‘Chocolate chip ice cream!’
[narration]

[13] David, who was clutching a plush white tiger in his left hand, grabbed the lace again with his right.
[narration]

[14] He threw the lace over his shoulders like a cape and began dancing around.”
[narration]

[15] He turned the words into part chant, part song.”
[narration]

[16] As he often did, Edwin looked for some evidence of his own looks in the little boy. He never found any, beyond a similar slope to their eyes.
[narration]

[17] Edwin was happy that David looked more like Fiona than Edwin.
[narration]

[18] David’s song grew louder, and it picked up some percussion.
[narration]

[19] In fact, he was nearly always worked up.
[narration]

[20] David Sean Murray, now attempting to do a somersault while still wrapped in lace, had come into the world just before dawn on a stormy fall morning, and he’d arrived in full screaming fury.”
[narration]

[21] Maybe David was just a noisy baby.
[narration]

[22] Instead of being able to throw himself into his work and either fix the vacuum or come up with something even better, Edwin had to spend the better part of his days feeding David, burping David, rocking David, changing David’s diapers, and listening to David cry and cry and cry and cry.
[narration]

[23] The boy’s dark brown eyes blinked twice, then David’s severely arched brows bunched.
[narration]

[24] He buried his face in his tiger and started to cry.
[narration]

[25] David, remarkably big for his age, in spite of having two short parents, wasn’t an easy carry.
[narration]

[26] He weighed close to fifty pounds, and he was three-and-a-half-feet tall.
[narration]

[27] David twisted his nose and pursed his full, small lips.
[narration]

[28] David stuck a stubby index finger in his mouth and sucked on it while he pondered the proposal.
[narration]

[29] Good boy,
🧍 
{Edwin Murray}

[30] All the apartment’s exterior brick walls and interior white-painted walls were decorated with an eclectic mix of David’s ‘artwork,’ aka scribbled drawings, and old photographs (in the factory’s offices, Edwin had found dozens of black-and-white photos of the factory in its heyday).
[narration]

[31] David, though, in spite of his penchant for noisy tantrums, was a good kid.
[narration]

[32] Edwin had noticed that David was getting a little bolder in his adventures.
[narration]

[33] Yeah, you love the slide, right?
🧍 {Edwin Murray} (graphic novel)

[34] The head, which Edwin had carved to mimic the look of David’s favorite toy, arched up and over the top of the mattress.
[narration]

[35] David loved the tiger bed, almost as much as his plush tiger, named, appropriately, ‘Tiger.’
[narration]

[36] David obliged, but he kept holding up his plush friend.’
[narration]

[37] I suppose we could ask Lucy to get some of the special, invisible tiger ice cream made just for tigers out of the back for him when we get to the ice cream parlor.
🧍 {Edwin Murray}

[38] David liked the grandmotherly woman who owned the ice-cream parlor so much that Edwin had a feeling David’s love of ice cream was more related to a desire to see Lucy than it was about eating the ice cream itself.
[narration]

[39] David leaned over and rooted around in a mess of books that were scattered over the floor by his bed.
[narration]

[40] His eyes were bright and eager.
[narration]

[41] The bright eyes dimmed.
[narration]

[42] A quiver appeared around the dimple in David’s chin.
[narration]

[43] David might have been a noisy—almost hyperactive—child, but he had some wonderful qualities.
[narration]

[44] Not only did he listen pretty well, but he could also fall asleep nearly instantly.
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[45] David had names for all the sounds the factory made. He’d named its distinctive features as well.
[narration]

[46] To David, the factory was home. He’d made friends with it.
[narration]

[47] Sometimes they’d play catch there, or they’d sit in folding chairs and play Name That Car.
[narration]

[48] David had an amazing memory and was learning quickly.
[narration]

[49] ‘Mac and cheese!’ David screamed.
[narration]

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