Who: Democratic-minded Mayfield residents. What: Casting their ballots in mayoral elections. When: Until 8 PM EST November 18 Where: 767 Bunker Street Warnings: Isn't it more fun as a surprise
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[Sakuya, already being INSIDE 767 Bunker Street, simply goes to one of the booths in the house and votes 'Mayor'. The original government may have been horrendous, but the current regime under 'Milkman' was worse.
Of course, this is assuming she meets no resistance as a result of already being in the house when the ballots magically appeared.]
Pyro had been making his way to the house assigned as being a polling place with a companion. He was rather splattered with blood and suddenly wishing he had his uniform. The water made him cringe a bit. There was no way he could have used his flamethrower in any of this mess...The axe worked just as well.
He was deathly silent as he killed a few drones in his way, not even reacting to the blood that got on him. He was mostly annoyed at having to wade through the water flooding the street.
Hunter had earlier flipped his shit when he discovered that Spy was gone. Obviously not being able to handle the stress of everything that had happened previously combined with the horrid weather, and now losing Spy, he caved under the stress.
He was covered in blood, as was his chainsaw. Little bits of people were stuck to his hoodie, some on his face, too. Those were the pieces he licked at and swallowed.
Striding up to the door in almost knee-deep water, he knocked. "Little pig, little pig, let me in but I'll break down the door anyway."
And doing so, he revved the chainsaw and carved a large hole in the door.
Pyro stayed a good distance back, not really wanting to pick splinters out of himself later. He didn't say a word about the fact Hunter was eating the little bits of drone...He thought it better just to keep his mouth shut for now.
"...Damn. I thought opening the door would be easier," he muttered to himself.
Hunter's hands had a few splinters sticking out of them, but frankly, at the current moment? He just couldn't give a fuck. He turned to face Pyro with a much-too innocent smile on his face, shrugging.
"But that's no fun."
And with that, he stepped into the thigh-high water, heading to the stairs. "Always keep on the bright side of life~♪" he said, licking his bloody lips.
[Flora was tempted to stay out of the whole mess, but she didn't like the sound of public utilities being shut down. She needed those to take care of Luke and Simon and if voting would help get those things back, then she would.
Besides, from what she'd heard of the Milkman, he didn't sound like he was very fit to be Mayor. So, she votes for the old one.]
[Meiling, having stepped inside to get a new raincoat because dear god all that rain and flooded water outside is starting to soak through even this one what the hell, decides to give this voting thing a try. It can't hurt, right?
Since things were less crazy with the old guy around, she votes for The Mayor!]
[She isn't familiar with either candidate much, but what Rider does know is that the milkman won immediately before all this crap started happening. And with her hair in the state it's in (though it's now braided), she plans to get back at him. Of course, she'd prefer to kill him in the most painful way possible, but that isn't really an option at this point.
So she settles for the democratic method. She wades her way down Bunker Street to house 767, enters, and casts a vote for the mayor in one of the booths.]
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Of course, this is assuming she meets no resistance as a result of already being in the house when the ballots magically appeared.]
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However, she may notice the sudden appearance of a sticker on her clothing:
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He was deathly silent as he killed a few drones in his way, not even reacting to the blood that got on him. He was mostly annoyed at having to wade through the water flooding the street.
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He was covered in blood, as was his chainsaw. Little bits of people were stuck to his hoodie, some on his face, too. Those were the pieces he licked at and swallowed.
Striding up to the door in almost knee-deep water, he knocked. "Little pig, little pig, let me in but I'll break down the door anyway."
And doing so, he revved the chainsaw and carved a large hole in the door.
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"...Damn. I thought opening the door would be easier," he muttered to himself.
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"But that's no fun."
And with that, he stepped into the thigh-high water, heading to the stairs. "Always keep on the bright side of life~♪" he said, licking his bloody lips.
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Besides, from what she'd heard of the Milkman, he didn't sound like he was very fit to be Mayor. So, she votes for the old one.]
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Since things were less crazy with the old guy around, she votes for The Mayor!]
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So she settles for the democratic method. She wades her way down Bunker Street to house 767, enters, and casts a vote for the mayor in one of the booths.]
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