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[Whoever told the new arrival, Greed, that everything is free must be feeling pretty guilty right now. He first tears through the clothing ship, donning his own clothes and carrying off everything else he thinks belongs in his wardrobe.

...And then he makes his way to the item shop. Dear god, the item shop. After locating some type of satchel, he begins snatching up every item and stuffing it in there. New Feathers' possessions. Some late arrivals for other citizens. Greed thinks he wants it too, and he's collecting it all in a manic rage, which is formed from combination of the thrill of being alive again, the sheer excitement of free stuff and the bitter disappointment that the store didn't have any of his own possessions. He's being pretty loud and obnoxious about it too - laughing loudly and intimidating others by flashing his Ultimate Shield. One could probably hear this ruckus from outside.

But don't let him take your items. Stand your ground, whoever you are, be you New Feathers or seasoned veterans. Point out your item that Greed has taken and do what you can to reclaim it. And there is a specific item in store for the first character from the world of the Avatar to notice this mess.]

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[Later that day, after Greed has settled down...]

Heh. No such thing as "no such thing," I guess...

Listen up, everyone. The name's Greed. I guess you could say I'm new here. Some of you here may already know me, a lot of you will not. I have a pretty straightforward name, I know, but why act like I'm something I'm not? I'm just a guy who wants a lot of things.

I know I sound like some kind of selfish bastard, but if you think about it, wanting something doesn't necessarily make you bad. So what do you want, my new friends? Wealth? Glory? Sex? Power? Friendship? Eternal life? Let me know. I'll get real a kick out of what you guys think.

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[....great.]

Ugh. Out of all the Homunculi that could've come here, they bring YOU?

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Can't say I'm happy to see you either. But it does mean I have nothing to worry about, yet. It's just you and your trashy clothes, after all.

Trashy?

[Oh dude you are ASKING for it. It's clothes look just fine tyvm!]

Yeah, you're one to talk. Aren't you wearing fur?

[Greed can't help it. And would never want to even if he can]

Something wrong with my fur, ugly?

[That's because you're the biggest douche ever.]

Yeah. It looks like shit, Dumbass.

[He shares the sentiment.]

Please. I wouldn't expect you to understand how real fashion works.

And see, that's why you're an idiot.

What moron would pay attention to human fashion. [Because obv homunculi have their own... fashion or something.]

[He scoffs.]

I'll always pick the the fashion of whichever species doesn't count you among its number. It makes me less ugly by default.

What was that!? You must reeeeally want me to cave your head in today don't you?

You wanna make a scene in our new home already? Feel free to cave it in, it'd be a nice way to break in my Philosopher's Stone here. And it'd give me a good excuse to kick your ass. Assuming, of course, all of our other old friends here don't catch wind of this and crash our little party first.

Oh, right. The Little Pipsqueak and all of his friends.

[It almost forgot about them... Yeeeeah they would interrupt for sure.]

Well. Good to know I'm never going to actually be able to get anything done in this dump.

[A laugh.]

That gives me another reason to love it here. That and not having Dear Old Dad to worry about.

...

You always were the traitorous one, Greed.

[HE SEES YOU BEING ALL BUDDY BUDDY WITH FULLMETAL IN THAT CONVO DOWN THERE.]

I think you mean the only one with sense. I couldn't get anywhere following that old man. I bet the rest of you really envied my freedom, eh?

Don't flatter yourself. The rest of us thought you to be an arrogant fool. Nothing more than that.

And look how well you all turned out.

And how exactly did you turn out better? The only thing you did of any significance and go and make a little band of rejects.

You shouldn't talk about my possessions like that. Heh, you must have died without knowing of my last accomplishment.

...what accomplishment? What are you talking about?

[He laughs at the chance to rub this into his sibling's face.]

Nothing big, you know. Just assisting patricide.

What...?

[Envy couldn't believe what it was hearing. Patricide...? No. No way. There was no way. Get out, Greed.]

You shut the hell up! Father would never die to a loser like you and a bunch of weak humans!

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[Envy's anger really gives him the jollies.]

Oh, he did. Lying's not my thing. Something tragic must have happened to the rest of the family, cuz he was so desperate he just had to try absorbing me. I repaid the favor by making his skin brittle enough for the Fullmetal kid to finish the job. I'm surprised no one's told you yet how horribly you all lost.

[That's what scared Envy the most. Lying wasn't Greed's thing. He very rarely if at all did it. He even took pride in it for some stupid reason. Envy doesn't send a message in reply for at least a good few minutes. It just kind of stares into the journal in shock. Before that shock boils over into anger that is.]

You didn't... TELL ME YOU DIDN'T GREED!!! Tell me you didn't help that stupid Pipsqueak and his dumbass friends kill our Father!

Guilty as charged. I mean, it did cost me my own life. But your little tantrum here? Really makes it worth it.

How could you sit there and smile with that stupid grin of yours!?

HE WAS OUR FATHER, GREED!!! DOES THAT NOT MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?! YOU HAD NO RIGHT!

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