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[Anemone is not aware that it's on. She's actually not even directly in front of the gear, maybe fifteen feet away from the camera and throwing... a tantrum?

Full with stomping, angry shouting, and nonsensical screaming. Her left hand is almost glued to her head, gripping at her hair as she continues to pace back and forth between a small open space of grass.

Her Zangoose, affectionately nicknamed Gumdrop, finally returns to the gear, looking rather exasperated with the entire situation.]

If anyone can hear me--uh... I'm trying to help her get to Ecrute--

[Anemone pauses right behind the Pokemon.]

KIIIRRRRIIKOOOUU! I HATE YOU, HATE YOU, HATE YOU!

[She continues stomping forward.]

Ecruteak. If you know where to go... From Goldenrod. Thank you.

[And as Anemone begins to let out a loud, piercing screech, the feed cuts. To save your ears.]

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[Maka? The Zangoose looks over his shoulder and then shakes his head. Definitely not Maka.

Anemone still isn't done with her tantrum yet, but she's stopped screaming. Now it's just slowed pacing.]

[rarestcandy]

[Vanellope plops her chin into the hand not holding the 'gear, making a thoughtful 'hmmn' at that. Not Maka was good -- then Vanellope wouldn't be named as an accomplice. That would be unfortunate, given that she'd given Kirikou her real name.]

Okay. Well does Not-Maka always scream like this?

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[Gumdrop thinks on it for a moment. Oddly, Anemone's never been overly loud... except for one other time when she couldn't get pudding. But that was far smaller than this, and in the privacy of her room and not lost in the wilderness. He holds up a paw and shakes his head.]

Only once. She's okay the rest of the time.

[But her pacing soon stops, and she's just staring at the gear. What's going on over there...]