[The Mayor looks up into the camera for a moment, brows furrowed in worry. Some citizens might not recognize him in this form, but his voice is the same. Ink monsters stand silently behind him, a few of them with bite-shaped holes in their dripping bodies.
The footage flickers and he takes in a deep breath. As he talks, he avoids eye contact with
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On second thought now that you mention it I think I know just the guy to plan it
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Sounds like a win-win.
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*So she watches, and listens, and wonders at his weird word choices. And turns her green-stained, flower and other plant-matter covered katamari in the general direction of the forest.*
*Still, even as she's headed that way, she can't help but ask...*
...What do you mean, you're 'not in control of them'?
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I assisted in the creation of most of this City. Since the split happened, all of the power I had vanished.
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*...Well. How does she respond to that?*
...You're that horrible excuse for a Mayor, aren't you?
*It's not quite a question. There's barely enough infliction for that. Her tone's too flat, too cold.*
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..Yes, I am.
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[Stimpy just looks at you in awe.]
It's nice to meet you, sir!
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Erm- it's a pleasure. And yes, I am.
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I am usually not as powerless as this.
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