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[A voice comes across the phone lines, eerily calm with just the slightest hint of aggression laced beneath a notably fake cheery tone.]

Everyone near 336 Brady should stay inside for the time being.

[And the phone call abruptly ends. Those nearby may notice that Finland has been suspiciously peering out of his front window for quite some time, expression almost entirely flat. His sniper rifle is firmly grasped in his right hand and he doesn't seem as if he's going to change positions anytime soon.

But all too suddenly he appears to see something outside and bolts out the front door with speed almost unfamiliar to him. And who does he see?]


I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!

[You guessed it. He heard the warnings loud and clear and knows exactly what's going to happen to him, but right now he couldn't possibly care less.]
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[If you were to ask someone that's spoken to Finland more than once, they'd agree that he's almost always smiling or overreacting to something pointless. However, nobody can smile forever, and Finland isn't an exception. Despite being the "odd one out" of his family, he did share some of their traits. The infamous Nordic lineface wasn't one of them, but if one happens to be anywhere between Brady Lane and Mitchell Road (precisely house number 1450), they'll have the semi-rare opportunity to see Finland with a straight face.

He's more so pondering than upset, yet he's walking with his eyes to the ground, not to mention that he's carrying a rifle on his back. It may take him a moment to respond, but you're more than free to bother him. Something just doesn't seem right.]

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