soul_campaign | 01. Video | March 14

[When the communicator is switched on, it's tilted upwards, giving a nice view of a tall tree against the clear dawn sky. There doesn't seem to be anyone on the screen, but it does look nice...]

Hark! The call of the heavens, the earth, the sea... They summon me forth to defeat evil!

[Just then, you can see a man standing on a branch, his back to the communicator. The long wings descending from his headgear flutter in the wind like a cloak as he turns and strikes a pose, one hand rising over his head while the other points straight towards the camera.]

Waka, the gods' gift to man, is here! Bonjour!

[And he jumps off the branch. All rules of drama dictate that he should come floating down through the air and land gracefully on his feet, perhaps accompanied by sparkles and pretty music.

Sadly, BREW says no to powers like that, and so he comes plummeting down and falls off-camera with a resounding thud.

After a few seconds he appears staggering on screen, then shrugs as though nothing happened.]

Well! They weren't joking about our powers being stripped away. That seems unnecessarily inconvenient for everyone involved... But no doubt our good hosts know what they're doing, hmm?

[His smile doesn't quite give the impression he's entirely convinced of that.]

So tell me, Death City... How do you feel about this little adventure we now find ourselves in? I'd say this place could use some more color, but that's just me. I'm sure everyone is eager to take up arms for a noble cause!

Well then, I'll have to see if I can find a store that sells high-quality flutes, since BREW saw fit to take mine away. Excusez-moi!

[He stands there for a moment, as though expecting something to happen, then sighs a little and walks off. It's just not the same as disappearing in a flurry of glitter...]

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[Careful, you're going to spill that sarcasm all over the place. Who's going to clean it up?]

Goodness. So it is not the Witches or Kishin we must fight and fear, but the incarnation of boredom itself! This is a grave situation indeed.

Bold, hmm? And do you live up to your name, little one?

[YOU.

Or no one because she wouldn't clean it up] Really, boredom is the biggest enemy. The Final Boss-- or something like that.

[Bold grins at the question and tilts her chin up arrogantly] Of course! I wouldn't call myself this otherwise! I'm the only one around here that knows how to actually relax and have fun1

[Nnnnnope.]

This calls for a new strategy! Do you suppose everyone would appreciate some flowers to replace all the dreadful skulls, just to start things off? We could make paper hearts fall from rooftops while we're at it, since this place seems to lack cherry blossoms.

The city must be feel so fortunate to have your smiling face brighten up their days.

[She looks like Waka just gave her a prize for free ice cream for a year] Yes! That'd be awesome! I can see the looks on their faces now--Death the Kid would probably go crazy!

We need to just set everything slliiiightly crooked on top of it.

[Flattery will get you everywhere. Bold looks pretty happy with that] Why, thank you! At least someone notices!

[That's Waka. Always there to bring people joy.] Someone needs to keep them on their toes~ It wouldn't do to get too complacent during a war, would it?

Who wouldn't? I have a feeling you are not afraid to make yourself heard!

People would end up getting fat and lazy and all that. So if we end up getting attacked, no one'll be ready for it! It's a vital provided service!

[She's not sure if that's a compliment or not and just laughs] Now I feel like you're makin' fun of me!

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