Ed! Our apartment door looks like something out of a medieval tale of knights and princesses and if I'm going to re-open shop in this City, I need people to get a better idea of me! Like...like that I'm a good girl, reliable, and sweet, and an awesome mechanic and automail creator, and that my friends are not retarded-- take it down.
That being said...!
Winry Rockbell's Automail Shop is open for business!
You lost an arm? I can make you one, and you won't need to trade your memories or your soul in a pact with the deities--not that I underappreciate what the deities are...doing...ahehhehh...Same goes for legs, too. Why don't you just drop by and consult our offer?
[private; unhackable]
And I did it all by myself, no thanks to you, Kimblee! Thank God you finally left this place, you cruel, evil, bad, bad man!
[ooc;
Ed's door. Inji if this is not cool, tell me, I'll take it down!]