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>Fax A-Company about the fight recording, negotiate for best payment and prime time
>Call... S2 and show him the footage of the invasion. Ask how could it be best used for commercial purposes in its opinion. Call Y/Yovani as well.
[HOPELESS WRECK] WHY HIM? THE ONLY TIME WE SHOULD SEE THAT BASTARD IS WHEN WE BRAVE THE COLD TO BUY FROM HIM AND SALTY MCSALT.
Sadly, he's the best bet aside from Yovani when it comes to this kind of stuff. You look at S-4M and C-0RA in silent agony. They quickly understand why when you show them who you want to bring in.
C-0RA stuffs her nose deep into another fanfic or something. You feel grimy just thinking about what she could be writing. For all you know, she's writing smut about...eugh. Was she watching the cowboys? You hope she wasn't.
"Alright, I'm letting him in, sir. I am sorry for your lapse of judgement for this decision." S-4M disappears from the screen. He's not busy, you know that. He just doesn't want to see this.
"HEY, h3Y, [[HAY]]!" The salesman and the director enter the room. Yovani quickly rushes over to C-0RA to get away from Spamton. "I HEARD YOU [Made lotsa spaghetti]! AND YOU NEED. MY HELP. [Seasoning] THIS [Feet]AGE OF IT! SHOW, [Snow]!"
God you hate this. You mess around with your console until you play the footage you managed to record, which was essentially most of the fight aside from the very start and end. Yovani breaks from the small chat he was having with C-0RA to look as well.
"HMMM."
"You talk too much in these. It was good for the fight b-"
"YES, [], [[Sigma]]! TOO MUCH [Walking, Talking, Waiting]! SHOW ACTION, NOT INactION! BluD! [[CORN]]! AGO[Knee]!"
"Anything else? How good do you think it'll be for, uh, commercial uses?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure if you cut it to mostly the action stuff you could get a pretty penny on this. Can't edit it too much or you'll lose the raw quality."
"YOU SEE. THE [[Boom, Bang, Crackle, Pop]]? ZOOM. IN. TO THAT. RIGHT. NOW." The salesman shakes your shoulders as he keeps screaming in your damn ear. You do it just so he shuts up. "[Noun], u sea...h0W LOVELY THAT [[Big Bang]] HOOKS INTO YOUR [Eyes] and [Ears]?"
"THE [[Bangs]]! THE [[Hochi Mama(s)]]! THE [[Jobber]]! FOCUS ON THE [Great vertical heights] AND [depression...]! [[Big Bang Cereal for only $150. A deliciously explosive breakfast]] WOULD [krill] YOU FOR THAT EXPLOSION!"
"DO THAT AND YOu"LL BE AS mUCH OF A BIG SHOT AS ME! THAT'LL BE [-1] SIX SHOOTER AND [37 Liters] HAT!"
"What?" Before you can respond, he quickly stuffs Snow's hat onto your head and his revolver (the intact one, at least) into your hand.
"ADCEPT MY [[Genorisity]] AND REPAY ME. WITH FRESH, FRESH JUICY KROMER! SAME SHOp, SAME COLD, SAME [dark]! [Don't forget!]"
You look at Yovani as the salesman breaks out laughing. The look of utter disgust makes sense with what he's about to say. "Y-yeah, he's not wrong. If you cut some of the more gorey and action-heavy bits, you could upcharge those."
