... Eighteen ... (Action)

[serverofshota]

[So Mori's job is to motivate 500 people, and with Seychells and Honey's help, he has composed a speech! So this fine day, at 5 p.m., outside of the factory, as everyone begins to leave, they'll see a fine yang man, standing behind a hand-made podium

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[tuna_surprise]

[She said she'd come to watch, and she did. So she applauds your lovely speech.]

Good job!

[serverofshota]

[Icon.]

[best_papa_evar]

[Excuse Hughes while he stares in awe for a moment. He thought you were going to say far more than that. And then he laughs; if he weren't one-handed at the moment, he'd probably applaud a job well done.]

Perfect! I feel motivated already!

[serverofshota]

[Ticks off a number on his paper.]

[best_papa_evar]

[And like a ninja he's at your side, leaning over to look at said paper.]

So your job is... to motivate people?

[serverofshota]

[Nods.

He has written down 500.

Then a checkmark, then 499.]

[ominousjoy]

((Claps. Inspiring you, totes.))

[serverofshota]

[Ticks a number off. Yay.]

[armywithcountry]

. . . what, that's it?

[serverofshota]

[Nod.]

[armywithcountry]

Are you fucking kidding me? That's no way to motivate people! Everyone in your army would desert! Try again! [Yeah, drill sergeant coming out here.]

[serverofshota]

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Be very motivated.