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41st Teddy Bear [Video/Action]
Stop following me!!
[The audio picks up a huffy Elicia at the school, and she clicks on the video to reveal she's donning a mobster suit of some kind—against her own will, of course. Behind her are four men, all rough looking with their own suits. But they hardly seem a threat to her, and moreso the people walking by. They throw surly glances at them, hollering for them to move along. If you're unfortunate enough, you're one of the people walking by. Observe, a kid standing in the center of a line-up.
'Don't bother our boss—can't y'see she's busy?!'
'Boss, there anything we can get for ya'?'
'Y'got someone you need knocked off, Elicia, ma'am??'
'Knock it off, ya lug, she'll tell you if she needs something. Apologies for my, eeeeh. Associate.'
Elicia furrows her brow at the camera, not paying them a lot of heed at the moment.]
Winryyy, Edddd, they keep calling me boss and they won't stop following me!
['Hey! I think that guy looked at us funny. Don't look at us, just keep walkin' pal.'
'D'you know who we are??']
Things are really weird around here... This suit is itchy...
[Maybe you missed her school day mobster jambooree. No worries—she's back home in an ice age, building herself a snow forte. Or at least trying to. Of course, she looks more like a penguin when she moves thanks to an overabundance of jackets, scarfs, gloves, and beenies. WHAT IF SHE FROZE, OKAY? SAFETY FIRST.
At any rate, this forte sucks. She's really defeated by the way it just... caves in pathetically.
Sheesh. Maybe she should get forte building lessons.
... Also, her four mobsters are sitting at the porch with their arms crossed, looking determined. None of youse better do anyting fishy. Jus' sayin'. Heck, she's kinda' starting to like their company. MAYBE I CAN MAKE THEM BUILD STUFF FOR ME...
Welp, we know who'll be following Elicia for the entirety of the event. (Ed, don't do anything to them, they're my minions now).]
[The audio picks up a huffy Elicia at the school, and she clicks on the video to reveal she's donning a mobster suit of some kind—against her own will, of course. Behind her are four men, all rough looking with their own suits. But they hardly seem a threat to her, and moreso the people walking by. They throw surly glances at them, hollering for them to move along. If you're unfortunate enough, you're one of the people walking by. Observe, a kid standing in the center of a line-up.
'Don't bother our boss—can't y'see she's busy?!'
'Boss, there anything we can get for ya'?'
'Y'got someone you need knocked off, Elicia, ma'am??'
'Knock it off, ya lug, she'll tell you if she needs something. Apologies for my, eeeeh. Associate.'
Elicia furrows her brow at the camera, not paying them a lot of heed at the moment.]
Winryyy, Edddd, they keep calling me boss and they won't stop following me!
['Hey! I think that guy looked at us funny. Don't look at us, just keep walkin' pal.'
'D'you know who we are??']
Things are really weird around here... This suit is itchy...
[Maybe you missed her school day mobster jambooree. No worries—she's back home in an ice age, building herself a snow forte. Or at least trying to. Of course, she looks more like a penguin when she moves thanks to an overabundance of jackets, scarfs, gloves, and beenies. WHAT IF SHE FROZE, OKAY? SAFETY FIRST.
At any rate, this forte sucks. She's really defeated by the way it just... caves in pathetically.
Sheesh. Maybe she should get forte building lessons.
... Also, her four mobsters are sitting at the porch with their arms crossed, looking determined. None of youse better do anyting fishy. Jus' sayin'. Heck, she's kinda' starting to like their company. MAYBE I CAN MAKE THEM BUILD STUFF FOR ME...
Welp, we know who'll be following Elicia for the entirety of the event. (Ed, don't do anything to them, they're my minions now).]
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