ba mươi ❀| you force your fire, then you falsify your deeds

[lotuslife]

[The morning after Lucy's phone call across town, Vietnam is taking a page out of Russia's Fat Book of Communism. And by that, I mean she's doing what her comrade does when he's depressed: create propaganda, of course! It seems like a good idea. Why wouldn't it be a good idea. What she and all of Mayfield needs right now is a good infusion of the

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[mr_blandy_bland]

GAAAAH! [He was not ready for that, okay!]

Ah...M-Ms. Vietnam.

N-normally I would...um...a-agree with you to a certain extent, b-but I...kind of ended up voting anyway. I'm really sorry.

[lotuslife]

America! [brb, sending an elbow into your ribs] I didn't expect you to contain any logic in that, stupid, thick, fat, hamburger skull of your--

[mr_blandy_bland]

[First Russia stuffs fliers down his shirt and now this. What is his life?]

I...I wasn't going to vote at first...but...I...thought I was being to logical a-about it. Also, I'm not America.

[lotuslife]

[conveniently ignoring that last remark. sending another elbow into his ribs. and stomping on his foot. she seems disappointed that drone-Russia isn't joining in.] What do you mean, 'weren't going to vote'? [she narrows her eyes, suspicious.] You, you are all about voting. Vote this and democracy and freedom and liberty and other such ridiculous things.

[mr_blandy_bland]

MAPLE!!! [He's kind of thankful Russia is droned right now.]

A-at first i-it sounded too good to be true, which it still does. The only reason I ended up voting was to prove a point to America that the ballot is a lie and they won't send us home.

[lotuslife]

Now you are talking about yourself in third person. [just looking so suspicious!! America you are weirder than usual today.]

[mr_blandy_bland]

I already told you I'm not him...

[lotuslife]

...Who are you? [looks at him, blankly.]

[mr_blandy_bland]

I'm Canada...

[lotuslife]

Canada. [no recognition here-- oh, wait!] Ah. Forgive me. Chào anh. Are you well?