Report v. 1.1

[piesexual]

*Link is heading down the main strand of hallways, calmly and methodically opening each and every doorway, then peering inside. The contents of the rooms (people and all) are given a thorough inspection, and then something is efficiently jotted down in a leatherbound book. Only after this does Link give his prepared speech

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[ebonwinged]

*eyebrow raise*

I regret to inform you that there is no possible way to collect every version of Walker running about this place in a single room.

((HIGH FIVE, WE'RE LINK TWINS NOW. 8D))

[piesexual]

Another me. I'd suspected as much.

Is there a banquet hall or something of the sort that could accommodate us, then? Unless, of course, you have already accomplished the necessary task of gathering information about these Allens.

(O HAI your link is amazing! can I be the fail twin?)

[ebonwinged]

*have a deadpan look* On the contrary. I have long since given up in despair. I suspect there may be thousands of them here, as more seem to arrive daily.

((aww thank you! ^^;;; YOU CAN BE THE PIE TWIN. They can have epic battles over whether pie or cake is superior. :|))

[piesexual]

...that many.

I have no plans to give up my assignment be it here or in my own world, but that is... a more daunting task than I'd hoped for.

(...okay I totally want to see that! bake-off time at some point? XD)

[normal_really]

*Was eating in the kitchens when you open the door* Ah? Where is that?

Wait, there'll be pie?! *Following you out, all kinds of happy*

[piesexual]

Yes, there will be pie. I've gone and baked your favourite flavours, which I believe are basically all of them. *leads the way~*

[normal_really]

Thank you! Ah, I don't think I've met you, though you seem to know my name. May I ask yours?

[piesexual]

You must be from before my assignment, then. Interesting. I am Inspector Howard Link, formerly of Central. It is my job to watch over you.

[kanda_da]

Great. You're that bastard from Central, aren't you?

[ooc: You play a beautiful Link, I heart him already!]

[piesexual]

I'd prefer you to use less crude wording, but I am from Central.

(ooc: thank you so much!)

[kanda_da]

How about "you're a person who lives to do the very dirtiest of dirty work for someone else?"

And I know you from Central.

[piesexual]

What exactly were you hoping to gain from insulting me?

You must at least be familiar with my world, if you recognize me.

[heroic_will]

... [Now, when someone demands his presence, Allen tends to try and get out of it. But Link makes such good pie...] What kind of pie?

[piesexual]

Various kinds. Apple, blueberry, cherry, lemon, peach, pecan, pumpkin, toffee nut.

[heroicwill]

All right. I love pie~

...So what's this about ID cards?

[piesexual]

Good to see that much has stayed the same.

You should have been issued one upon your introduction into the Order, and then a second, security-upgrade version upon the Headquarters' relocation.

[missfey]

... cataloguing?

. . . may I help?

[piesexual]

Assistance would be much appreciated. I have been informed the task I've set before me is near-impossible, but perhaps we'd have a greater chance of accomplishing it by working together.

[missfey]

I'll get my organiser and be right there.

[piesexual]

Wonderful.