To: All of my Bretonian ''Friends''...

[Pinko]

All the channels switch once again to this sick excuse of a man, now paler than before if it wasn't of the uncleaned blood on it. He, although, takes the time to comb his hair, places the camera on a stand. The scene is, once again, very blank. As the man seemingly is trying to keep his calm, but the laughs just can't stop, and finally blows a kiss to the camera.

''My.. my Dear Bretonian friends, how are we today? Yeah, I should now laugh evilly and all, but I still gotta practice that part...''

He clears his throat, and then tries to speak again, but just can't stop laughing. After maybe a good minute, he finally manages to somewhat talk.

''It seems like... some of you are underestimating my rage against Bretonia...''

He pulls in a woman, who seemingly works for BMM. She is gagged, but she tries to scream and spit the gag out, crying. She's a small, and somewhat younger than the sick man, with golden blonde ruffled hair, but her eyes were covered.

''You... think I won't hurt civilians? *He roughly punches the BMM employee* I TOLD YOU TO BE CALM, YOU.... *He then breathes deeply, and shows his gleeful smile.* Yeah, so, just so you're aware... I don't care if you're a civilian or a BAF... you'll all suffer the same fate...''

He pulls out his blaster, and he rubs the tip against the skin of the girl, which is seemingly even more afraid now.

''Now, I'm sure you don't want anything to happen to--- *He presses the trigger, the bullet goes through the woman's throat, killing her instantly and she falls off-screen. The man then rages again, emptying his blaster's mag at the woman who's off screen* FOR CHRIST'S.... WHAT A BUTTFERFINGER I AM! MY FINGER SLIPT!''

That last part was very obviously improvised and unexpected, as the man keeps on raging. He then calms down and takes in a deep breathe, grinning again.

''Erm, so anyway.... I need to cut this transmission short and go fetch the bleach... eh... Soooooo, Bretonia, as you can see, I am not afraid to harm, nor kill your civilians... All. Of. You. Will. PAY!''

The same rage than last time could be read in his eyes. He reloads his blaster, lifts the blaster, points it at the camera, and shoots it 'till it's in thousands of pieces.

The transmission ends, and life goes on....

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I want to get off Mr. Igiss' wild ride.