5 [Accidental Video]
[Jo is at the carnival, an air rifle in her hands. At her side is at least forty flattened bottle caps -- preparation to win whatever it is she has set out to win on this fine day. There are a line of targets and a sign, to her right, that states 'bullseye gets the top shelf -- trade-ins allowed'.
She holds the gun up to eye-level with a grin, exhaling slowly, before she pulls the trigger.
Bullseye.
When she receives her large stuffed rabbit, Jo doesn't look satisfied. She tosses forward a few more 'coins' and lines up for another shot. Another shot, another bullseye, another large stuffed rabbit, which still isn't enough. She has her eye on something much bigger, apparently, and so Jo tosses forward a few more coins, and raises the gun to take her final shot. When she receives her third prize, she shoves them all forward with a bright grin, and receives a monstrous fucking teddy bear for her efforts.
She shoulders the thing, pulling the arms up over her shoulders to wear it like some sort of horrid backpack, awkwardly shoving the bottle caps back into her pocket, giving the man running the booth a salute, before she grabs at her PCD. The bear's head is flopped on top of her own, giving the PCD something of a blank eerie smile before it cuts off.]
She holds the gun up to eye-level with a grin, exhaling slowly, before she pulls the trigger.
Bullseye.
When she receives her large stuffed rabbit, Jo doesn't look satisfied. She tosses forward a few more 'coins' and lines up for another shot. Another shot, another bullseye, another large stuffed rabbit, which still isn't enough. She has her eye on something much bigger, apparently, and so Jo tosses forward a few more coins, and raises the gun to take her final shot. When she receives her third prize, she shoves them all forward with a bright grin, and receives a monstrous fucking teddy bear for her efforts.
She shoulders the thing, pulling the arms up over her shoulders to wear it like some sort of horrid backpack, awkwardly shoving the bottle caps back into her pocket, giving the man running the booth a salute, before she grabs at her PCD. The bear's head is flopped on top of her own, giving the PCD something of a blank eerie smile before it cuts off.]