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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.
Vote here!
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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!
Private posts
Contestant Roster & Status
Game navigation))
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[ Says the guy with the brand new tattoo of the King's face on his arm. Santa rolls his eyes and drawls out sarcastically, in a sickly sweet voice: ]
My poor darling~
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A love confession from afar?!
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[ Santa considers this and wrinkles his nose.]
That might get smelly, actually.
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Here, sis, you eat some first. [ He shoves it in her face. ]
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[ Huff, pout. ]
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erin i laughed so hard my girlfriend asked if i was okay
:3
<3
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I ship it.
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..... [Fingers one of the toy suction cup arrows he picked up.]
I saw you speaking to my Lord Corrin. I wanted to make certain... you've come to care about him, haven't you? Are you using one of your votes on him?
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[ Totally misunderstanding here. ]
Yeah, I'm using a vote. But I can't do that next time, so someone else'll have to.
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I meant he is a lord that I serve under. I normally serve his brother, but Lord Leo has commanded me to protect him. ...Perhaps Lord Corrin will someday ask if you would join him as well, since he seems to like you.
...I greatly appreciate your helping him. Don't worry about next time, I will cover him then.
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[ Santa you have muscles shut up ]
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