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the_newlydead_game2017-04-25 06:11 pm
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Day 2, continued
[ Around lunchtime, the tablets and screens located all around the studio turn on, in the way that they always do when the mascots have something to announce. Unusually, however, there is no music, no fanfare; the camera is out of focus, and Ronald doesn’t even seem to be looking at it. Instead, he's turned to King, ]
—supposed to be 40! What the McFuck are you doing? Can you even count?
[ The King stares. ]
You gave out 41! The Colonel would never screw up like that!
[ The King stares. ]
And what's this, "Quarter Pounder or Whopper" garbage? Those aren't equivalent burgers, you fake-grill-line-adding piece of shit! I'd better not see this referencing this in your next ad campaign!
[ The King offers a Whopper. Ronald McDonald smacks it out of his hand. He starts to yell again, but cuts himself off, turning his head toward the camera. ]
—Are we rolling!? Grimace, kill the feed!
[ The screens switch off. ]
((lol I goofed, there are actually 41 votes to go around.
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—supposed to be 40! What the McFuck are you doing? Can you even count?
[ The King stares. ]
You gave out 41! The Colonel would never screw up like that!
[ The King stares. ]
And what's this, "Quarter Pounder or Whopper" garbage? Those aren't equivalent burgers, you fake-grill-line-adding piece of shit! I'd better not see this referencing this in your next ad campaign!
[ The King offers a Whopper. Ronald McDonald smacks it out of his hand. He starts to yell again, but cuts himself off, turning his head toward the camera. ]
—Are we rolling!? Grimace, kill the feed!
[ The screens switch off. ]
((lol I goofed, there are actually 41 votes to go around.
Vote here!
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Game navigation))
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[The organizers are a clumsy couple. Everyone in this building is doomed]
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[Kid without much sense of humor over here! All he does is stare blankly, hah]
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Oh. Sorry. Don't bother explaining it.
[Because it ruins the joke? Nah, because he's no joke fan. Very sorry, Santa, chances are all jokes will either fly over his head or be received with immutable expression]
Why are you such a fan of the king, anyways?
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[Ayato smiles after a moment of silence. It'd be pleasant if it wasn't because it was mocking at the same time.]
Something tells me you wouldn't like what I thought about that king when I looked him to the eyes yesterday~
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[ He takes the mocking smile like a breeze. ]
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