Emotion Potions & the Weather [Maggey has been loaded with various bottles of potions and instructed to test them in every day situations. "We're not going to know how well they work if you just try them during emotional times."
So here's Maggey at her second ... third? fourth? ... job, weather monitoring. The skies may be clear but Maggey's eyes sure aren't as she sobs up a storm.]
It's a [snort] beautiful day out here!
Free Hugs! [This seems easy enough, right? Here's Maggey with her sign all set up and assisting other volunteers on the job. She'll even wave to attract people's attention.]
Excuse me sir. [Man, woman, tiny rolling ball of fluff, doesn't matter. You're now 'sir'. And this is Maggey, holding her arms out.]
Her scare tactics seem to mostly be running after the crows, shouting "HEY!" at them and then flailing her arms. A few of them fly away just to land behind her. For a while now she's been carrying one particularly non-caring crow atop her head unnoticed while she keeps brushing off the ones settling on her shoulders.]
Hey, stop that! There's a lot better fields you can settle in, you know. Think about your life choices!
Maggey Byrde | Ace Attorney
[Maggey has been loaded with various bottles of potions and instructed to test them in every day situations. "We're not going to know how well they work if you just try them during emotional times."
So here's Maggey at her second ... third? fourth? ... job, weather monitoring. The skies may be clear but Maggey's eyes sure aren't as she sobs up a storm.]
It's a [snort] beautiful day out here!
Free Hugs!
[This seems easy enough, right? Here's Maggey with her sign all set up and assisting other volunteers on the job. She'll even wave to attract people's attention.]
Excuse me sir. [Man, woman, tiny rolling ball of fluff, doesn't matter. You're now 'sir'. And this is Maggey, holding her arms out.]
Free hug?
The Best Scarecrow
[Maggey's out here doing her darndest to scare away what up until now has been chiefly crows so far. They've even provided her with a uniform for the job, as patchwork and obligatory stuffed with straw as it may be.
Her scare tactics seem to mostly be running after the crows, shouting "HEY!" at them and then flailing her arms. A few of them fly away just to land behind her. For a while now she's been carrying one particularly non-caring crow atop her head unnoticed while she keeps brushing off the ones settling on her shoulders.]
Hey, stop that! There's a lot better fields you can settle in, you know. Think about your life choices!
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