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[[Alois throws multiple pieces of paper around in the front entrance, a couple blocking the camera as they fall. He doesn't look happy really, more like that sort of scary happy that people seem to be when they try to get something. He looks into the camera and smiles. Make that more than sort of scary. It's downright creepy. Kind of. He bends down, and when he rises back into the screen he's holding one of the pieces of paper again so that it's visible. It looks like...an add?]]
It's come to my attention that I'm...not quite as prepared for this house as I should be. So I've decided to allow for help. It's unacceptable that I actually had to spend the better part of a day writing these! I'm going to punish Claude when I...
[[He coughs and looks at the camera, down to the paper in his hands, then back up to the lense. A couple of breaths and his face is back to a happy smile again]]
Anyway, the cooking that I have recieved is completely sub-par, and the cleaning service is unacceptable. So I am hiering one, possibly two servants until...I leave. You shouldn't have to apply at all if you cant at least cook and look good at the same time. Idiots and shits should stay away too. And Hope. You can't cook at all, and it's never my fault if you don't know the difference between salt and sugar! I have great taste!
[[His smile grows slightly larger as he tilts his head to the side, eyes sparkling at the camera]]
Those who apply must be able to take...punishment...for their wrongdoings. Knowing your place is a must for every servant. I...look forward...to talking to everyone.
[[the end of this sentance is obviously more than forced as no slight amount of disgust seeps into his tone, but that's alright. He's a cute, lost child, right?]]
It's come to my attention that I'm...not quite as prepared for this house as I should be. So I've decided to allow for help. It's unacceptable that I actually had to spend the better part of a day writing these! I'm going to punish Claude when I...
[[He coughs and looks at the camera, down to the paper in his hands, then back up to the lense. A couple of breaths and his face is back to a happy smile again]]
Anyway, the cooking that I have recieved is completely sub-par, and the cleaning service is unacceptable. So I am hiering one, possibly two servants until...I leave. You shouldn't have to apply at all if you cant at least cook and look good at the same time. Idiots and shits should stay away too. And Hope. You can't cook at all, and it's never my fault if you don't know the difference between salt and sugar! I have great taste!
[[His smile grows slightly larger as he tilts his head to the side, eyes sparkling at the camera]]
Those who apply must be able to take...punishment...for their wrongdoings. Knowing your place is a must for every servant. I...look forward...to talking to everyone.
[[the end of this sentance is obviously more than forced as no slight amount of disgust seeps into his tone, but that's alright. He's a cute, lost child, right?]]