{Video Log}
[The following takes place in seemingly dark room, the only light filtering in from an adjacent room in the back. Dewi is rushing around the room, his top hat nearly falling off his head, and his goggles pulled so tight over his eyes that his eyebrows are barely peaking out of them.]
"Fix the cannons for free," he says! "Fix the cannons by tomorrow and I'll pay you half-price," he says! Well, fuck you kindly, Arthur, I have a life, too!
[The sound of machinery and metallic objects banging together, then Dewi curses and gives the malfunctioning cannon a good, swift kick. He marches up to the video camera, holding an active blowtorch in his hand, the upper half of his face consuming most of the screen.]
And then I find out that he's been using my name as an alias in order to have high tea with my girlfriend?! The moment I see that man tomorrow and return these bloody cannons, I am going to punch his crooked teeth in! And he thinks that because we are siblings that he can get all of this labour for free?! Fuck it, I should just sell all of these to the neighboring city. I bet they would pay a nice price.
[The sound of footsteps in the distance, followed by a high-pitched whine of a trap door]
Oh, that must be Nico with the goods. Gotta go-
[The feed cuts off]
"Fix the cannons for free," he says! "Fix the cannons by tomorrow and I'll pay you half-price," he says! Well, fuck you kindly, Arthur, I have a life, too!
[The sound of machinery and metallic objects banging together, then Dewi curses and gives the malfunctioning cannon a good, swift kick. He marches up to the video camera, holding an active blowtorch in his hand, the upper half of his face consuming most of the screen.]
And then I find out that he's been using my name as an alias in order to have high tea with my girlfriend?! The moment I see that man tomorrow and return these bloody cannons, I am going to punch his crooked teeth in! And he thinks that because we are siblings that he can get all of this labour for free?! Fuck it, I should just sell all of these to the neighboring city. I bet they would pay a nice price.
[The sound of footsteps in the distance, followed by a high-pitched whine of a trap door]
Oh, that must be Nico with the goods. Gotta go-
[The feed cuts off]