[unfiltered due to late 700-early 800s intelligence + 1950s technology. Who was phone?]
[a rustling of fabric, followed up by the sound of a small table being rooted through and tipped over after not finding anything worth while--and the phone goes with it to clatter onto the floor. He doesn't know it's going all out through the network]
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To go play, little one. Danmark and I always play with little England when we visit.
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What's 'American'?
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I ain't really sure where I am either--Ol' Angle really got us good, huh?
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This place seems like it'll be easy to raid, don't it?
I mean look at this village, they're practically beggin' for it!
[Another laugh is heard here and he sighs]
Just tell me where ya are, I've got my hands on my axe! It's all we need, ain't it?
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We always do.
So just give up and tell us already or we'll make you tell us.
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If you're not afraid, find me. Seek me out and fight. Use your fairies and unicorns, I don't care. I'll return tenfold with my friends of the forest.
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O-Oh god where are you we're such a bad brother if we lost you already oh Odin, please help us.]
Littbror--!
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[We're being too confused by this pretty house, big brother.]
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[DEEPBREATH don't have a panic attack. It's not the end of the world, Iceland's still safe. He's not being harmed by anyone. It's cool. He's safe...
Right?]
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