>>16917462"...Is that a problem or something?"
The pompous lady walks up to you, grabs your shoulder in order to turn you around, and it's then that she has a complete change of heart.
"OF COURSE IT'S A PROBLEM, YOU JUST--Huh...?"
She gets a good look at your face."W-Why... It's almost a picture perfect match! Right down to the last detail, we're saved! We're saved! Praise the llama, we're saved!"
"We'll have to do away with this though.." the stuck-up lady promptly removes your hat from your head, "Yes yes, this DEFINITELY has to go. It doesn't at all fit the archetype the dress code is requiring. In fact, we'll also have to do change the wardrobe entirely, and maybe dye that hair color as well, these rags are TERRIBLY unfashionable, if I do say so myself, indeed!"
"H-HEY! Th-That's my hat!--W-Wait...what..?! M-M'am, I just killed your son...with my ass."
"WHO CARES?! Child, I was furious because you killed the Duke, not because you killed my son! B-But your appearance, your face! Boy, your potential, why, it's almost a stark, uncanny resemblance! I want-NONO, we NEED YOU IMMEDIATELY to act as a replacement!"
"R-Replacement? F-For who, w-what? I DON'T GET ANY OF THIS!"
"No one does, just have fun! EXCUSE ME! CAN I GET SOME MEASUREMENTS OVER HERE? LORMONT HAS FALLEN INCAPACITATED AND HIS ROLE MUST BE FILLED!"
