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Coat of Arms - Weeds

[you find yourselves sat at a large table in the center of a room, the table itself big enough for everyone to have plenty of space to work. There's already paper and pencils scattered across it, ready to use.

One of the walls is lined with shelves and cabinets, full of paint, more paper, crayons, markers—you name it, it's available to you. Need an easel to paint a masterpiece? There's plenty in the closet with canvases to use, too. Want some clay to sculpt your coat of arms, you mad man? There's a kiln in the corner.

It's time to get creative, kids]

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Nope!

And I'm not sure if I'm really in the mood for drawin' or anything...

I can handle that, it's fine. If you'd like to help with picking things, though, I won't say no.

Oh?

[ his eyes go towards paints. ]

Well, it's gotta have blue on it somewhere for sure...

Of course. ... All of these animals sound so noble. Hardly like what our supposed cause is at all.

That really bothers ya?

Not in the way you think. But it does feel silly.

( murderers are hardly noble, after all. )

Eh. Don't got time to feel silly or anythin'.

[ ... ]

Think we gotta put like, a cool shark or somethin' on it too.

I do like sharks.

And what 'bout eels?

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