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010: Returning Guardian [Video/Action for housemates, backdated to 7th June]
[With his victory in the Guardianship elections announced, Midboss' ego was well and truly sky high. When he starts the video feed, he can be seen reclining on his sofa at home, sipping from a glass of wine.]
Well, well, well! It would seem the people here recognise that I was truly the only candidate fit to reside over Attleton.
It is a great honour that my beautiful power, my capabilities and strength, continue to be given the credit they deserve - all others too intimidated to stand against the force that is The Dark Adonis Vyers!
Mais bien sûr, I shall endeavour to impress you further in the months to come. I welcome all of your congratulations and adoration, I have not left you so stunned that you find yourself speechless!
A truly glorious era will continue in Attleton, I shall make sure of it--
[Just as he is about to finish his grand speech, a flash of blue hair can be seen in the background, before a chair is thrown from the other side of the room, hitting Midboss squarely in the side of the head. The shock causes him to drop his communicator and spill his precious red wine all over the sofa.]
OWW!!!
[And as it hits the ground, the feed abruptly cuts.]
Well, well, well! It would seem the people here recognise that I was truly the only candidate fit to reside over Attleton.
It is a great honour that my beautiful power, my capabilities and strength, continue to be given the credit they deserve - all others too intimidated to stand against the force that is The Dark Adonis Vyers!
Mais bien sûr, I shall endeavour to impress you further in the months to come. I welcome all of your congratulations and adoration, I have not left you so stunned that you find yourself speechless!
A truly glorious era will continue in Attleton, I shall make sure of it--
[Just as he is about to finish his grand speech, a flash of blue hair can be seen in the background, before a chair is thrown from the other side of the room, hitting Midboss squarely in the side of the head. The shock causes him to drop his communicator and spill his precious red wine all over the sofa.]
OWW!!!
[And as it hits the ground, the feed abruptly cuts.]
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That was not supposed to happen! I will make him pay for interrupting my glorious speech...!
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"Ergh... unforgivable, to target moi like that at the end of such a brilliant speech..."
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[ She would've run for Attleton herself if she could've thought of an excuse to rally people behind her with for it, but she couldn't. ]
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I wish you luck in the elections, by the way.
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Thanks. I'll try my best.
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I'm in a good mood, so I'll offer you some advice. If you want people to take you seriously, try NOT acting like a complete idiot.
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M-Mademoiselle! How could you!
If it weren't for my rival rudely interrupting moi, that would have been a fine victory speech!
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Oui, oui...although my wine and sofa have been quite thoroughly ruined...
To disrupt my speech like that, I cannot believe him!
[Yes, he's sulking.]
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[He sighed, folding his arms.]
Thank you, though, I appreciate the concern.
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That was not supposed to happen! He was intimidated by my claim to leadership and thus sought to discredit moi! That is all!
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Congratulations. You may want to try and reduce your number of victory concussions, though.
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[Nevermind the rest, a wash of relief came over Vyers to hear from his old friend again - the last time he'd heard anything from Spirit, it hadn't been good.]
Still, thank you. I'll work on that. It is simply because my rival fears my position!
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[The weapon leans back behind the cancers and sighs. He looks tired. Stressed. It's hidden better than their last interaction but present enough in the darl bags under his eyes. With a sigh, he rests his hand on his chin.
I'm hanging in there. It's...just me, now. Kid, Stein, Maka--they've all gone home. I'm trying to get used to an empty apartment. Charlotte likes the space.
How are you?
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Why don't I ever see my type-os till later? =/