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[gainedlove]

[The feed opens to a small child--one that looks oddly similar to a certain child that was the subject of a few trials last month. Unlike Chara, however, this kid doesn't seem to have any anger bubbling under the surface, nor a glint in their eye like they're sizing up an opponent. In fact, they actually look somewhat...guilty?]

Um, hi everyone! This is Frisk. ...um.

[Frisk looks up at something away from the camera, then back down again.]

Uh, I know we got mail a while ago, but I was kinda...busy, and...um. I forgot to ask...

[They move the camera around to point at a ridiculously oversized, futuristic-looking canon leaning against the wall of their dorm--how it was dragged into the room is anyone's guess, but it certainly can't we wielded by this tiny kid.]

Um, th' captains gave this to me but it's not mine. If it's yours, you can come get it! My room is number five on Nomo deck.


( ooc: The canon actually belongs to Megatron, but people are free to try and convince Frisk it's theirs! He will be regaining proper custody of the gun, though. )

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[inruins]

You received that in the mail? [This is definitely Toriel boggling. The boss monster is not even sure how something that large can function, much less be a canon.] I should hope no one has... use of such a thing.

[gainedlove]

[oh noooooooo are they in trouble now]

I wasn't gonna use it, I promise!

[inruins]

[With the shock fading, Toriel's features shift to something a bit sterner as she speaks.]

I know you wouldn't, my child. Though the reassurances are appreciated.

How long has that been in your possession? Do I need to have a word with whomever delivers the mail?

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[ultramatum]

[ To say Ultra Magnus is surprised and concerned about this message would be an understatement. ]

Frisk. That is a cybertronian weapon confiscated from an extremely dangerous criminal and destroyed by Autobot High Command. It is not something that should even exist on the ship, let alone be freely distributed to the crew. Do not go near it and do not touch it.

I will be along shortly to collect it. If you are contacted by any other cybertronians, please refer them to me immediately. If they wish to claim ownership, they will need to speak with me directly.

Thank you for bringing this issue to my attention.

[gainedlove]

[That...that was a lot of big words said with a whole lot of authority and Frisk caught about half of them. But they did get the 'criminal' and 'dangerous' bit, so they just nod nervously.]

U-um...okay. It's just been on the bed until Mr. Liquid needed to use it...

[ultramatum]

I'm not familiar with this Mr. Liquid but there is no reason he would need to use a fusion cannon. Especially on board the ship.

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[neveroutwrenched]

Okay, so you've just had that in your room, this whole time. And you didn't think to tell anyone? Not even a little "hey guys, thought you might wanna know, I've got someone's lost death cannon next to my bed?"

[Despite the mild chastising, there's humor in his tone. This is not something you see happen every day, and he hopes whoever that gun belongs to finds it equally hilarious.]

[gainedlove]

I forgot we had it on the bed! It came when--

[Oh, no. Toriel's watching too, they can't mention about Sans...]

When...um. All th' stuff was going on.

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[aminerproblem]

[Fusion cannons are things that should certainly not be in organic hands - much less tiny human ones. He can only imagine the conniption Ultra Magnus is going to have once he catches the video.]

[He wastes no time in going to Nomo deck, rolling up to the door of the 5th room in tank-form. If anyone knew how badly that thing could be misused, it was it's original owner.]

Frisk, are you in there?

[gainedlove]

Yeah! Just a second!

[A few seconds later Frisk cracks the door open to take a peek, and freezes seeing a freaking tank of all things sitting waiting.]

...um. Hello.

[aminerproblem]

.. Yes, right. Hello.

[After a few moments of awkward silence, the tank clears its throat.]

I see you still have custody of my former weapon.

[rraidergirl]

You got a cannon? They sent me little vacuums.

[ Lara is trying very hard not to laugh, because that would be inappropriate. ]

[gainedlove]

Uh-huh. I didn't use it or nothing, I can't even move it much on my own.

Little vacuums? How little? [Frisk's interest has been caught!]

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[skelepun]

shoot, kiddo, so much for your birthday present.

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[gainedlove]

[Sans, PLZ.]

its not even close to my birthday!! do u think we can get gameboys here?

[saveyourserpent]

Ah, is it leaving already? I was thinking of making it room mascot. Sure's a surprise to try to get settled in and find your bed's already occupied with heavy weaponry.

[gainedlove]

[Frisk laughs and looks a little embarrassed.]

I woulda moved it if I knew! We didn't know where else to put it before.

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[kickbancaboose]

damn kid that cannon's bigger than you
how the hell did you get it in your room?

[gainedlove]

i had to get help i cant even drag it!! it was like on shows when you got to get the couch down the stairs and stuff

and damn is a bad word you shouldnt say it

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[knaval]

[excuse him, he's freaking out a little.]

YOUGOTTHATINTHEMAIL?!

[gainedlove]

[It's about three seconds of stunned silence before Frisk actually speaks.]

Um...yeah? I think it was a accident.

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[handing]

The captains gave you that?

[Small child, massive weapon. Pepper heaves out a sigh.]

I don't suppose there was a reason to go with it?

[gainedlove]

[Frisk shakes their head, frowning a little.]

Nuh-uh. It just got left there, I think they got the rooms mixed up.

[ersatzeverything]

Yeah, sorry, that's mine. [He doesn't even want it, doesn't think he can even lift the thing. He lies just...just because. Just to see how long he can keep it going.]

Must have been mis-delivered. I'll come by and take it off your hands whenever.

[gainedlove]

[Frisk frowns a little, glancing off-screen to the gun again.]

Um...but...someone else said it theirs, too.

[Would someone do that? Just go on the network and tell lies?]