Plank4Prez

[andbegone]

Who: Plankton, Richard, and whoever attends
What: Election Rally
Where: Transport Center
When: 4/23
Warnings: plankton constitutes a warning just by existing


[So it's very possible that, following the whole fiasco yesterday, you started noticing signs tacked up around Vista Way. And replacing the maps in every information booth in the parks. And slipped under your doorway. And just littered around the ground.

Point is, they're everywhere, and while whoever made them clearly lacks any sort of artistic ability, the point still comes across pretty clearly:

ELECTION RALLY: COME SUPPORT YOUR NEW FUTURE MAYOR!!!!!!!!!!!

4/23 IN THE TRANSPORT CENTER
WE WON'T EVEN MAKE YOU PAY FOR THE PINS OR ANYTHING

#PLANKTON OR PERISH

Even if you managed to ignore all the posters and just happened to pass through the Transport Center by sheer chance, it's going to be very difficult to ignore... whatever's going on in the center of the area.

Plankton's dragged crates away from who-knows-where to make some sort of stand, because he doesn't have the time to put together any actual materials, he has to get started on this campaign thing pronto. He doesn't have a real megaphone, either, but he's got a rolled up poster he's shouting into from where he's standing atop like three crates stacked on top of one another. Regardless of if there's a crowd of people around him by the time you show up or if it's just Richard, his campaign manager and virtually sole supporter, either way he acts as though he's got the undivided attention of the whole city.]

People, people, please. I know you have endless questions about my spectacular new policy ideas, but I can only handle so many questions at a time. Believe me, I greatly value your opinion and want to hear each and every word from all of you.

[He doesn't sound sincere in the slightest, but he's got the ham part of the whole thing down perfectly.]

Comments

[yourghosthost]

[Resident Progress City party planner, Ghostave, is incredibly excited about the upcoming food and wine festival. Possibly because he himself is excited about the food and wine. He’s planning on taking the monorail from his home to the mayor’s office and then this bullshit is keeping him from getting there on time.]

You can’t be serious.

[andbegone]

[He lowers his megaphone slightly to squint at Ghostave for a second or two. Of course, he doesn't want to discourage possible voters, but also he doesn't appreciate his Really Great Rally being called into question.]

What part of this looks like I'm not serious?

[yourghosthost]

Rod is the mayor. Your holding a rally is making you look inempt.

[He doesn’t...realize this is a thing yet. To him, Sheldon just looks like some sort of wacko.]

[ilovepuppies]

[suddenly Star bursts out of the bushes, furiously waving salt shakers at Ghostave]

[avalion]

[She's just turned up to glare at both Plankton and Richard. At the same time.]

[andbegone]

[Takes a poster from the crate next to him.

Wads it up.

Tosses it at her.]

[avalion]

[It just kind of...bounces off her face.]

I have serious doubts whether you're truly fit to lead the people.

[seasonthree]

....What do you want?

[drawntodream]

[Yui is here, but it's fairly visible that she's not a hundred percent sold on the candidate yet. She's trying to be open minded, but after her last chat with him, Yui has Moderate Concerns about Plankton and what he could get up to as mayor of Progress City, let alone if the teleporters came back up in that time. So she's standing and watching in the Transport Center as he talks, largely silent. She is giving him the benefit of the doubt enough that she's sketching a portrait in case he needs campaign branding, though.

When she's not drawing, though, her gaze is probably a little piercing. Eventually she speaks up, waiting for a lull in the conversation:]

What are your goals in regard to those of us stranded here? Would you integrate us into the rest of Progress City's citizens, or are we going to be treated as a separate group?

[andbegone]

Of course I'd integrate us into the rest of the citizens.

[You know, despite all his bullshit regarding literally every other aspect of his campaign, he has a real opinion on this topic at least.]

We're stuck here, and I'm not going to hang around as some sort of second-class citizen when I don't even have a choice about leaving in the first place. I mean, we already have to work, don't we?

[not_over_yet]

[ The Transport Center doesn't exactly have high security. In particular, the controls for its PA system are neither well-guarded nor guarded against tiny trespassers.

Soooo there's an unscheduled announcement happening suddenly. ]

* - Candidate Plankton, is it true you once scattered a large quantity of meatballs across the floor and then proceeded to eat them off of it, despite being at a stranger's dinner party and despite repeated pleas for you to desist? - *

[ ...That ends with some scuffling sounds, abruptly cut off, which strongly suggest this announcement wasn't official. ]

[andbegone]

[jesus CHRIST

y'know there's not a lot he can do to actually talk over the announcement as it's finishing up but. he sure does try.]

NO. NO, THAT'S NOT TRUE. THAT NEVER HAPPENED.

[and then just shrugs in the general direction of the nearest speaker.]

Thing must be broken. No idea what they're talking about, really. [he shakes his head.] The lengths someone will go to just to defame a wildly popular candidate.

[dothebackslide]

[In the middle of one of Plankton’s speeches, there’s a strange sound in the distance. A… horn of some kind.

...Are those trumpets?]

[andbegone]

[just kill him now]

[computerwife]

[wow well here's a mysterious person wearing a recolored mickey mouse mascot costume. it's a really ugly neon blue and it also looks like it's really close to completely falling apart.]

Is it true that you've tried to murder Eugene Krabs - as well as all the other employees of the Krusty Krab - on countless occasions?

[andbegone]

[he's trying so hard to just roll with all of this shit.]

...Eugene who? Never heard of him.

welcome back to "guess what beaker's saying" hell

[flowersonthewall]

Mi-meep memuh-miii muh-meep? Mimimeeemimeep mii!

[andbegone]

Yes.

[kindaruledatit]

[So that. Whole thing is over with. And Wendy suddenly remembers that she has something she should be doing, and pulls out a small mickey-themed notebook and pen.]

So, the people want to know what's under that eyepatch.

["the people" being her in a mildly curious sense.]

[andbegone]

[on one hand at least it's a question he can answer? on the other hand he's not sure what anyone expects when they ask this.]

Well, it's not an eye, I can tell you that much.

[standingonmyneck]

[Someone is standing here. Drinking a soda. Sluuuuurp. She’s not even looking at them.]

The only question I have is who let our candidates outside.

[andbegone]

Ex-mayor Rod did. Next question.

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Eclipsa has a personal picnic set up for herself of various treats and teas floating in the air. She really likes her Pixie Dust spell, okay.

If she gets the chance to speak to any candidate or their managers or just any supporter of anyone she's just:] Hello, I'm an old woman with no political opinion except "how will this affect me."

I'm ready to be wowed.

[yayashton]

[sits the fuck down next to this bitch with his coffee because she obviously knows what's going on]

Do you think he'll ever actually answer a question?

[tacticalespionageaction]

[In helping Bagheera's campaign, it's wise for him to scout out the competition. Also, you know, who couldn't look away from this trainwreck?

There's a shuffle of cardboard from the edge of the crowd. Nothing to see here.]