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aefenglom2021-03-04 09:16 pm
battlebound) wrote in aefenglom2021-03-04 09:16 pm
Entry tags:
video / advertising by idiots.
Name: Steak (un: steak)
Date: 4/3
Format: Video
( hey, Aefenglom, long time no see. Steak isn't much for using the network — it's time he could much better use practicing his fighting skills or helping others — but today is a bit different, as he has an announcement to make to the Mirrorbound at large.
and Red Wine may or may not be here too. )
Ahem. ( it's a bit different announcing things like this rather than through word of mouth and flyers, isn't it? )
I am Steak of the Canaa— ( hold up, this is already a shitshow. he levels a glare at someoneRed Wine behind the camera and breaks off his sentence to utter a very firm; ) We are the Knights of the Holy Sword!
( hmph. returning to the topic at hand. )
White Day is approaching ( he’s talking with far too severe a tone for this topic, as though he’s announcing a declaration of war on the city rather than the actual contents of the cue cards from which he’s reading. ) and the Knights of the Holy Sword will be providing deliveries of flowers starting at 1800 cunes.
If you wish to order a bouquet — ( hold up part two. ) You think I can’t pronounce that?! ( huff. he is not going to punch Red Wine. yet. ) — a bouquet, for yourself or someone else, you can call myself or Red Wine on our watches. We will fulfil any order you desire.
( he thinks within reason goes without saying, and so he doesn’t say that. )
Thank you for your attention.
( Steak out. )
Date: 4/3
Format: Video
( hey, Aefenglom, long time no see. Steak isn't much for using the network — it's time he could much better use practicing his fighting skills or helping others — but today is a bit different, as he has an announcement to make to the Mirrorbound at large.
and Red Wine may or may not be here too. )
Ahem. ( it's a bit different announcing things like this rather than through word of mouth and flyers, isn't it? )
I am Steak of the Canaa— ( hold up, this is already a shitshow. he levels a glare at someone
( hmph. returning to the topic at hand. )
White Day is approaching ( he’s talking with far too severe a tone for this topic, as though he’s announcing a declaration of war on the city rather than the actual contents of the cue cards from which he’s reading. ) and the Knights of the Holy Sword will be providing deliveries of flowers starting at 1800 cunes.
If you wish to order a bouquet — ( hold up part two. ) You think I can’t pronounce that?! ( huff. he is not going to punch Red Wine. yet. ) — a bouquet, for yourself or someone else, you can call myself or Red Wine on our watches. We will fulfil any order you desire.
( he thinks within reason goes without saying, and so he doesn’t say that. )
Thank you for your attention.
( Steak out. )
no subject
[ Which he thinks will amuse her, seeing as how he scares the crap out her all the time. ]
no subject
( it will be delivered on time, but god only knows that getting there will be... a challenge, now the flames of competition have been stoked between Steak and Red Wine, and they don't even have Gingerbread here to tell them both to stfu. )