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[glamorous_shirley]

Action for 1664 Nelson:

Yo! Mail's here! Though it looks like everyone got this really weird junk mail. Well if anyone wants to read them, they're by the phone!

[Shirley sits everyone's mail down except for one of the booklets. Starts to look through it.

She notices:
10 box tops - Command Pilot badge
50 box tops - a Bowie knife
50 boxtops - Pink bra and underwear w/ black bows, black trim, and lace
50 boxtops - Uniform US Military uniform, white panties in place of the pants.
100 boxtops - M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle
100 boxtops - Thompson M1 A1
100 boxtops - Colt Government M1911 A1
150 boxtops - The Glamorous Shirley
150 boxtops - P-51D Striker Unit
200 boxtops - Familiar: Rabbit
200 boxtops - Magic]

Ah! No way, you mean I can get all this stuff back is eat a bunch of cereal!?


[Later, on the phone.]

This whole thing has to be too good to be true. There has to be some sort of catch right?

I mean I want to believe this, but at the same time, something doesn't sound right. I mean how did some place that makes cereal even know know what I lost when I came here? Maybe it's all just some weird coincidence. I mean the "Familiar" is probably just a stuffed animal or something.

Maybe I should just try it anyway...I was getting kind of hungry anyway.

Comments

[swift-gigantic.livejournal.com]

That's true...I mean they're still people.

We do need to learn how to control it, though.

They put us on the front line...everyone else is just there for back up. The truth is, we're the only ones that can fight the Neuroi.

[defreezes.livejournal.com]

Brainwashed, but still alive. The only thing I can think of is to wait until someone inevitably mails their boxtops away and see if we can trace this back to a single party. Finding the one responsible for it is better than nothing.

Then you must have been spent your entire life training for this, right?

Neuroi?

[swift-gigantic.livejournal.com]

I might as well test it myself. Maybe we can cut a few corners that way.

Not really, after breaking the sound barrier on land, I heard rumors of the witches. I thought they sounded interesting and I thought I would be the perfect addition. So the next day I joined the military. After all there's not many witches in Liberion anyway, so they were happy to have me.

They're a type of alien that invaded earth around the end of the 1930s. They built their hives all over Europe. All they do is kill people and bring destruction. And we're the one's that fight them.

[defreezes.livejournal.com]

[flatly] That would be the most counterproductive, stupid thing you could do short of cutting your eye out yourself and mailing it to them. No.

A volunteer witch? You learn something new every day. And after that you progressed to flying on around with a black cat. [soft grunt, might be a chuckle, might be a sigh.] Funny world.

...First witches, now aliens. Next you're gonna tell me that vampires exist, right?

[swift-gigantic.livejournal.com]

It can't be that bad right? I'll just get something small, I mean they won't cut anything off just for a knife right?

....Actually don't answer that.

A rabbit actually. Though cats are very common.

Vampires...definably don't exist. They're just in the movies.