Post by Holly Hock on Nov 14, 2019 22:00:05 GMT -5
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[attr="class","RDcontainer"] [attr="class","RDcontent"] Always read the fine print.[break] [break] Holly was reading the local advertisements one day, when her eyes fell on a very interesting ad. No, it wasn’t the discount on coffins although that was good to keep in mind. No…it was the ad right below it.[break] [break] 'Local Greengrocer is looking for Mascot!'[break] [break] The young girl’s heart skipped a beat. That was it. This was her moment. Holly always had one dream in her mind when it came to brand deals. She didn’t needed to be the face of a new car, or some sort of high quality bourbon. She needed her face on food. It one thing Holly respected about Rose. Even though she was the face of a bland cereal, it had the right direction. Everyone needed food. Both the rich and the poor. If your face was one everything people ate, then you face was something people saw daily. Something they saw always. Being the food face meant that you were the face of a basic need. When people were hungry, they would see the face of Holly, helping them out and making them less hungry. It was a connection Holly wanted to exploit for money. Making food, and making sure that it was you who filled their tummies. That it was by your mercy that they didn’t starved. That they owed their continued existence to you. That pink hair and chubby cheeks were the face of your true saviour. [break] [break] It was perfect.[break] [break] So, on a free Saturday, Holly rushed to the store and was given a ‘test-run’ after she explained herself in an interview.[break] [break] “So, Miss Hock. Why do you want to be the mascot of Sellery Family Foods?”[break] [break] “I like money!”[break] [break] “…Isn’t that a little on the nose?”[break] [break] “I run the largest self-sufficient greenhouse in Haven. I am very serious about making money with food.”[break] [break] “Ah! So you have a little garden of your own?”[break] [break] “Don’t belittle my enterprise, good sir! I grow the best tomatoes!”[break] [break] “Well, that is actually kinda funny… I like your spunk, Hock! Do you work minimum wage?”[break] [break] “I will to follow my dream.”[break] [break] “Well then, let’s see if the costume fits!"[break] [break] Holly was confused at first when she saw the costume that she was supposed to wear. This couldn’t be right. Why was it so big? And Red? And…oh no.[break] [break] That is how it came to be that Holly Hock was dressed as a giant tomato, shouting company slogans while waving around a sign that read: [break] [break] 'THIS WEEK ONLY! 10% OFF TOMATOES AT SELLERY FAMILY FOODS!'[break] [break] Holly was bamboozled. She maybe could have backed out when she finally understood the situation, but Holly was nothing if not persistent. She was being paid minimum wage, and that was still money. Could she truly say that she loved money if she denied it? Could she truly miss a change to diversify her portfolio? It was just for one day. Holly could play the part for one day, and use this on her resume. ‘Played a tomato’. If she ever wanted mascot work in the future, she could say that she at least had some experience.[break] [break] The costume was bright red and cumbersome. It would most likely have killed a lesser man if worn during the summer, but with Holly’s huntsman training and the colder weather, she was mostly fine. Fine enough that she gave this little job everything she had. If she was going to be someone else’s mascot for a day, she was going to be the best damn mascot she could be. While she first just shouted the lines she had been given, Holly discovered that they weren’t exactly crowd pleasers. Holly started to give them that old Holly charm soon enough. Keeping the sign high the mascot started to really get into the mood. Holly’s natural bland voice was starting to get overshadowed by the hype.[break] [break] “WANT A BITE OF ME? COME TO SELLERY FAMILY FOODS!” [break] [break] “WANT THE JUICIEST MEAL? SELLARY FAMILY FOODS HAS YOU COVERED!"[break] [break] “IT IS RED, IT IS DEAD, IT GOES GREAT WITH BREAD! SELLARY FAMILY FOODS!”[break] [break] This started to turn some heads, and one or two people started to record the display of silliness on their scroll. While it wasn’t a busy day in the bazaar, the tomato managed to attract at least some viewers. Holly noticed this, and decided to go into overdrive. An improvised dance was added to the routine, as best as the girl was able in the costume. Holly was at least absorbed enough in her act that she didn’t noticed at first that four people were discussing something in the crowd before the rushed the dancing Tomato. [break] [break] They were too fast.[break] [break] Within a split second they had a hold of Holly’s sign, the girl still too absorbed in her dance to give a quick reaction. The people that grabbed her sign were teens at best, who laughed and ran away with advertisement still clutched in their little hands. The crowd didn’t seem to stop laughing and filming at that, seeming to find it funny that some kids robbed the tomato’s sign. [break] [break] Holly was not happy.[break] [break] That was company property. [break] [break] Determined, Holly gave pursuit while shouting on the top of her lungs.[break] [break] “THIEVES! THAT IS THE PROPERTY OF SELLERY FAMILY FOODS! I AM HOLLY HOCK, HUNTRESS-IN-TRAINING; YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE ME!” [break] [break] And so, it came to be that Holly Hock, wearing a tomato costume, was running after four meddling kids through the bazaar. The girl would have most likely caught up with them if she hadn’t just done that whole act while wearing this costume. The girl didn’t have her weapon on her, nor was she actually keen on using them on kids for a stolen sign. Still, with the mascot suit on, no weapon in hand, and nobody seeming to help the tomato-in-need, Holly was not gaining on the children. [break] [break] Holly needed a hero. Someone who looked out for the downtrodden worker. The pursuit would have been through a fairly quiet part of the bazaar, and the Tomato gave plenty of noise as she tried to have her sign returned from the kids. Though, always professional, Holly didn’t curse at the kids. That would not be good for sponsors. |
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