The President Of Blackstar

Somefreakoverthere · Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:39 am Post subject:

Sfot glared at the new guy who'd insulted the dude who'd offered pie. And spotted something wrong with what he'd said.

"You must be DRUNK, mate! What in the Realms is the creatures comminuty? At least the others stated what they were for and what they'd give us! LIKE FREE PIE! What are you gonna do, offer us a feeling of security and better education?" She added the last part in a sarcastic tone of voice. Getting on the good side of one canidate could be worthwhile later on, particuly if he won. Or got really close to winning or something.

The corpse girl smiled. Oh, yes. It may be very worthwhile...

((Sfot has limited memory for some stuffs. What the CC is is one of them.))

Cirrial · Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 11:08 am Post subject:

501, having battled his way through concerned and angry citizens wielding fish, chickens, and hybrids between fruit and medieval weaponry, stands in the middle of the square, looking around him at the commotion going on around him.

He mutters quietly to himself. "Okay, now I'm annoyed. This calls for drastic measures." He taps on his head and speaks in a strange series of clicks and rattles. "<Firstly, thanks for deserting me when the slightest risk arose, guys. Let's hope I can return the favour some day. Secondly, the number of opponents for the presidency has increased dramatically. I need to discuss confidential matters with Ak-tse. Put me on? Thanks.>"

There is a slight pause.

"<Ah, hi, Ak-tse. It looks like the democratic process might not run well in my favour. I was wondering if you had, well, 'the rules' in front of you. I'm not suggesting we invade or anything, because, based on these guys' track record, that's the fastest way to oblivion. But is there a way we can, I dunno, persuade the populace at large to- That sounds a little extreme and incredibly, incredibly stupid. But, on the other hand, nothing ventured, nothing gained! Bye!>"

501 taps the side of his head again and looks up to the sky. He runs over to his abandoned black cuboid, the "soapbox" he was standing on earlier.

He presses a button at the side and stands well back. With a loud series of whirrs and pneumatic hisses, the shiny black metal unfolds, and the segments whirl around each other as the soapbox begins to assemble itself into a narrow but tall lookout tower, completely hollow but structurally sound, about three metres high. It bolts itself to the ground, unseen metal spikes sinking deep into the concrete surface of the city.

501 flies up to the top, realising the original engineer behind the fold-out lookout tower forgot to include a ladder.

On top of the tower, with the few unoccupied citizens of the city watching him boredly, he flings his arms out to the skies like earlier.

"Citizens of Psychotopia! The other candiates have promised you nothing but nice things! I intend to make a refreshing change to this trend!"

He taps at various panels on his arms. "That is, I'm promising you nothing but injury! Put simply, if you don't vote for me, you aren't voting for anyone!"

In the skies above, four tiny dots seem to drift close to each other. Between the four tiny dots, a square of light is visible just faintly through the atmosphere. The square shrinks into a dot, and then, from the skies, a fine beam of energy pierces through the clouds.

It strikes the ground just in front of the lookout tower, straight through the concrete, straight through the soil, leaving a precise crater the width of a coin but with a depth of miles. The only citizens paying attention back away slightly and give the sky a casual glance.

501 looks over the crowd that isn't paying any attention to his "subtle" threat. Oh, what? I can't even get their attention with orbital weapons? Ah, this is getting worse by the second! I might as well just go home right now.

KC11 · White Belt Old Friend Posts: 567

"HEY!" came a cry from the back of the audience.

The audience, as one, turned their heads to the back as a great cry erupted from there.

There, sinking lower to the ground, was a human with black dragon wings. She didn't look all that old, perhapes about 13 or so. She had short blonde hair tied back in a ponytail and was very tall. She wore a dark red shirt and faded blue, torn jenes. Her eyes were such a bright blue that people at the front of the audience could see their color clearly.

"CITIZENS OF PHYCHOTOPIA!" she shouted, her voice booming to the front. "I COME HERE TO BRING AN OUNCE OF SENSE TO THIS ELECTION!"

She stepped up to the stage, wrenched the microphone out of Addman's grasp, and started to speak.

"You're so dead." said Kayla Cea in KC's mind.

"Now than, Phycotopia citizens, who would you really vote for? A member of the evil concil, who's a PUPPET no less? An alien who could ENSLAVE you at any moment? An UNPREDICTABLE spirit? Or a trustworthy teenager?"

She cleared her throut before continuing. "I, K...." she paused. Then she quickly said "...KYRA NALI, PROMISE THAT WHEN I BECOME PRESIDENT, I WILL UNITE ALL OF BLACKSTAR! I WILL SHOW TOLERENCE OF ALL SPECIES, RACES, RELIGIONS, AND MENTAL STATES!"

She paused. The crowd stood silent. She sighed.

"AND I WILL BE SURE TO SEND EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THOSE WHO SUPPORT ME A TUB FULL OF THE SWEET OF YOUR CHOICE, AND ALONG WITH IT ONE FREE ATTRACTIVE SPOUSE FOR ALL THOSE LONELY BLACKSTARIANS OUT THERE."

The crowd cheered.

Somefreakoverthere · Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:06 pm Post subject:

One of Sfot's eyes twitched. It was tempting. Sod it, it had her vote!

"YAY FOR THE WIERD GIRL OFFERING SWEETS!"

At this rate, they could only continue to up one anothers offers until everybody got a small kingdomsworth of things which would give them cavaties, and therefore give the evil dentits work.

Kazumaru · Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:56 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru gestured at the strange alien-robot-thingy. "This candidate is soft on nice things! If elected, I promise to bring you war, destruction, terror, poverty, cratered streets, crumbling buildings, and a life-time supply of pie!"

He then gestured towards the strange girl in the crowd. "You do know we're already a united planet, right? ... and that you just insulted us all based on the things you claim to tolerate? AND that pie is superior to candy?!"

KC11 · White Belt Old Friend Posts: 567

"BUT WE ARE NOT AS UNITED AS YOU SAY" yelled KC, shaking her fist at the spirit. "THERE ARE FIGHTS BREAKING OUT BETWEEN DIFFERENT SECTS OF BLACKSTAR! JUST WITHIN THE LAST YEAR, WE WERE TAKEN OVER BY EC MEMBERS..."

she took a deep breath.

"SUCH AS THAT!" and she pointed a trembling finger at Addman. "YES! THAT POMPUS PUPPET, STANDING THERE, WAITING FOR ALL OF YOU TO BOW TO HIM! I WOULDN'T MAKE YOU BOW TO ME!"

"Yes. You would make them curtsy."

"SO TAKE THIS!" and she raised her fourth finger at the spirit. While it might not be worth much here, it was a pretty big insult back in her home town, Draycon Valley. So she raised the fourth finger out of habit.

Kazumaru · Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 3:56 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru bit his lip. "Yes. I know. I don't recall seeing you out there on the front lines against them, however, mortal. Even without your help, the uprising was quelled, and I helped restore the status quo."

A few camera flashes went off in the crowd. "Little lady, if you're serious about your wish to give us all candy, I can only wish you the best of luck."

Kazumaru smirked, directing a burst of thought-speech at the girl in the crowd. ~Merry Ecksmas.~

Maraha · Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:01 am Post subject:

After arriving at KC's cave and finding she wasn't there, Maraha flew off and eventually found herself at the crowd gathering around the group of candidates running for presidency. As she and Triste landed, the strong gusts of wind caused by the pumping of her wings forced several people to step away. She then shapeshifted back to her human form and dragged Triste along with her to the front of the crowd. "OH HAI I HAS A QUESTION!" She shouted as she raised an arm. "Will we have to give weekly footrubs to whoever wins this election!?"

Somefreakoverthere · Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 5:04 am Post subject:

Sfot looked over at who had asked the question and grinned.

"I don't think so. What about you, Maraha?" She asked, moving through the crowd to meet her friend.

Maraha · Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 5:42 pm Post subject:

Maraha looked to see Sfot, and gave her a rather confused expression. "What about me what what?" She asked nervously, hoping Sfot wouldn't suggest that she of all people should run for presidency.

addman · Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 5:15 am Post subject:

Batting an accusing finger out of his way from KC, Addman sneered at her.

"Please, you think these people want peace and unity? Look at them, they are selfish creatures, running around destroying everything because they are not getting what they want."

Turning back to the microphone, Addman addressed the people.

"People! Do not be taken in by these happy-go-lucky schemes of peace and unity. We all know that what we really want is wealth and prosperity! That is something I can offer you. As an ex-bookmaker, and a generally handsome chap, I know a thing or two about money. I know how to work the economy to make us filthy stinking rich!"

Trying to choose his words carefully, the muppet continued after a brief pause for thought.

"Did you know that Blackstar is built upon massive quantities of precious, precious cookie dough? I bet you didn't. This is something the government wanted to keep from you so that they could have it all to themselves for office parties. As president of Blackstar, I would ensure you all slavery-I mean, offer you highly paid jobs in the Cookie Mines. Cookie rations would be distributed to me-I mean to you all."

Jent · Red Belt Old Friend Oblivion Knight Posts: 1049

Rotating ever so slowly. The stranger focus his thoughts to the undead girl.

"If you get excited over something a small as mundane pie. You'll love this even more." As the figure steps out of his hemisphere, the annoying rusty noise stalks after him. "Psychotopians! The other candidates brought only words to your minds. No more than stimuli to your ears. If elected, I'll give much more to you all. This is merely but a taste of what is to come." With no more than swish of his hand. His contraption starts levitating in silence to the sky. When reaching its required destination (couple hundred feet). Revolving in no haste about a figure eight bee line. Soon enough, this craft start spraying soda, and dotting the sky in living gummy life. Bugs, cogs, bricks, ticks, and random gummy things galore.

"Psychotopians! I'll bring better treats from the sky than the last ruler did. A fountain of liquid pocky will be built in central square in honor of The Dark Psycho. Tax benefits will be used more on the citizens and less than thy President. New settlements will be erected in North and South. Beach and Mountain homes, vacation areas for the common Blackstarian, and new scientific discoveries will be found! People of Psychotopia, People of Blackstar Dojo! A enhancement to your insane lives will arrive if I'm chosen for President."

Kazumaru · Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 7:24 am Post subject:

Kazumaru turned to addman "Wh-- Seriously? Dude, awes--" He paused briefly as a bullet passed through his watery body and into the stage. "--some."

"Wait, no.. I'm running against you. Right!" Kazumaru turned back to the audience.

"People of Blackstar, did you know that one of your moons is made of rock?! Er, I mean... ROCK CANDY!? As overlord, I promise to mine this rock candy and distribute it to a small elite group that will rule over you-- I mean all of you! Yeah, that's it."

Somefreakoverthere · Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 10:15 am Post subject:

Sfot glared at the dude who'd sprayed soda and gummy everywhere. She hated both with a burning passion.

"DO. NOT. LIKE. GUMMY."

A gummy squid smacked down neck to her as she forced her way over to Maraha. She really, really hated being so tall at times. She leaned forward slightly to chat with her mate.

"Uh, Maraha? Go run for president. You'll do better than this rabble. You've got more expierance anyway." Sfot said, jabbing a thumb over her shoulder at the rest of the canidents.

Maraha · Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 1:10 pm Post subject:

"Experience?" Maraha chuckled. "I avoid politics like the plague! Well, true, there was this one time I caught politics... or was that the chicken pox? No matter, it was awful either way. Besides, I don't have anything to offer but a never-ending supply of peanut butter cookies and marshmallow peeps... And maybe a free hi-def television to every household so they can fully enjoy their spectator sports. Oh, and not to mention the free zombie puppies with every kid's meal."

She sighed before yanking a glob of her own hair out of her mouth. "Then again, I could use the power as president to force the greatest scientists around to make some sort of restraining device, but for one's hair. Mine keeps trying to strangle me." Triste, after being mauled by a gummy chimpanzee, staggered over to Maraha and managed to gasp a few words before collapsing. "Hair spray, my dear Maraha. Hair spray."