When you're the best

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Well, well, look who decided to surprise us! Quite a treat at the end of such a perilous week. You all are raising my hope for good things to come.

But of course, what could be better than such wonderful visitors?

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[OoC: So cute you could eat them up? Bad jokes aside, this is one hilarious thirty-second video. ANYTHING GOES, he's soon to be in a terrible mood anyway.]

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The post opens with the sound of something thudding. When the voice comes through, it sounds muffled, as though there is a body against the microphone. The words still come through, though, very masculine, American, and with a hint of panic, along with the background sound of clanking.

"What are you doing here? What have you done to us?"

The next voice is accented heavily with Russian, firm-sounding, while at the same time calm and laid back.

"It's a curse." The words 'you idiot', seem to go unsaid, tacked on the end of the sentence.

"You're telling me." The first voice seems to have an added lilt of 'woe-is-me' added to the tone. "Stuck with you for 24 hours. I mean my god, who knows what might happen in that time? And how long is this chain?" The sound of clinking now becomes apparent, and there are indications that he is pulling it tightly. The next sound is another thudding, as a hand connects to the device, shutting it off.

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[OoC: Handcuffed to Raikov who is, fairly appropriately, in red. To be backdated to midnight of last night. Edit: THREADJACKING ALLOWED AND ENCOURAGED, BTW!]

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[he is on a small stand, relishing in the moment] Ladies, ladies, please. There's no need to squabble so much. You can all have a fair shot at me so long as you bid right. And who knows, maybe if I'm feeling generous, I'll let a couple of you win and you can all collect your winnings.

But let's start the bidding now. We'll start it low, maybe, say, a violet and go from there? Or maybe you can even [pause for effect] barter with me a little.

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