let’s see the color of your credits, @scoutta.
THE town square had a rather pleasant atmosphere, with the ordinary citizens going about their ordinary lives. A child that had just fallen into the fountain was being consoled by her mother, sopping wet locks pushed to the side by a gentle hand. A couple was sitting on a bench, whispered confessions of affections disappearing into the brisk fall breeze. A strange masked man was cheerfully advertising assorted knickknacks and garbage.
... Well, maybe that took a bit from the atmosphere.
“Are you tired of the lizard monsters in
District Epsilon? Don’t want to run out of
CP right before that important boss battle?
Well, amigos, I have just the thing for you!
Luck tickets, silver flesh, and even a super
-rare Taurus orb! I don’t have any use for
this, but if you’re an aspiring hero looking
to take out the specters down below, gather
together your credits and take a look!”