I found a stuffed toy for Vil.
Look at this shit. It’s a potato. Someone get his credit card; he needs it whether he knows it or not:
Epel: Ah don’t give a darn tootin’ about this goshdarned hair routine!
Vil: *chucks the potato stuffy at him*
Rook: Roi du Poison! My discerning eye has caught that you’ve gained an ounce-
Vil: *chucks the potato stuffy at him*
Neige: *exists*
Vil: *accidentally throws potato stuffy with force to kill*
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