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Post by Carro Hofferson on Oct 19, 2018 19:43:23 GMT -6
THE WINDS OF CHANGE
CARRO'S PL: 50
"...I don't think I'll ever get used to this." Carro wiggled his arm around. Even with his petite size accounted for, it felt like every suit he tried was too tight. He could only bend his arm so much without it feeling like the sleeve was about to snap, but the saiyan managed- if he had to complain about one thing and one thing only, it was the needless amount of gel he had to use as a saiyan to get his annoying tuft of hair to stay down so he could look remotely professional for this mock debate.
Carro didn't expect to see Terryn also running for president in the Earth's papers. The guy had a ridiculous amount of heart and an amazing amount of power and morale to back up his potential banner... But did he have what it took to lead with a calm and rational brain to back up his brawn, to make not only good, but smart choices as a leader? The saiyan was a little concerned with his potential hot-headedness, but that wasn't to say he didn't like the fact the new leader of the Pride Troopers was giving him some competition. He could make an amazing planetary leader when he worked out his flaws- the saiyan had shed a few tears when watching his speech when he announced himself as the leader of the Pride Troopers.
It took awhile to get in touch with the Captain, but Carro wound up getting Terryn's attention via a comment on one of his Baotube videos after his emails seemed to go unnoticed. One thing led to another, and now they were both preparing for a small debate to help further each other's campaigns and such. There were already several reporters and spectators who also caught wind of the event outside of the rented building Carro prepared for their meeting. The saiyan sighed, slinking away from the window when a camera flash left him dazed. There were only a few minutes left before they'd start. Hopefully there was time for them to get some small-talk and groundwork laid out before they butted heads... For now, the saiyan would remain sitting in the lounge of the makeshift office building, legs kicking to and fro while he adjusted his usual green bow tie.
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Post by Captain Terryn on Oct 20, 2018 9:48:54 GMT -6
| The Winds of Change |
''Pardon my harshness sir, but for the last time, you look fine!''
Terryn let out an uncertain mumble as he cautiously plucked at his hair, using his phone's screen as a mirror. He had swept back the same bang of hair at least fifty times, yet it just didn't look right to him! ''You're sure? This isn't too casual? Gaah...!'' Terryn groaned, simply dropping his phone to his lap, giving up entirely.
Honestly, he didn't have much to complain about. Terryn really did look fine, finer than ever in fact! Taking some liberties with his own funds, the Earthling managed to get a custom-made suit just for him, dazzling red topped off with a blue tie; The Pride Trooper colors! ''Okay, fine, I look okay. Yeah.'' He sighed out to himself, surrendering his stubbornness for now. ''Good. It seems we've arrived too, mister Yaki.'' Terryn's chauffeur noted as the limousine rounded a corner. Oh, right, Terryn managed to rent a limousine for his Campaign. Unnecessary? Yes. Cool? Even more yes!
After the car grinded to a halt, the Zoanthrope chauffeur exited the limo, and proceeded to hold the door open for the presidential candidate. The second his feet hit the ground, the camera crews and paparazzi went wild, snapping dozens of pictures as the strapping Trooper showed his face. With a meek smile, Terryn adjusted his suit properly, and waved at the cameras. With little hesitation he followed the path set out for him into the building, carrying a confident smile.
Deep down though, Terryn was quite nervous. He'd be lying if he said he was a good debater- and his opponent? None other than the Crop Co CEO, Carro! The Trooper was glad to hear that he was running for President, yet he couldn't help but feel the weakness in Carro's stance. Would the small Saiyan crumble under the responsibility? Did he have the willpower and resolve to make important decisions? Only time will tell.
''Carro!'' Terryn spoke aloud in a rather casual manner, opening his arms as he saw the pint-sized Saiyan dressed in a suit of his own. ''It's good to see you. Been a while, hasn't it?'' He smiled, keeping a straight posture as he walked over to Carro, extending a hand for him to shake. Usually, Terryn'd be more outspoken and laid-back, but the cameras were on him! He had to be...Civil.
Terryn shuddered at the thought.
''How have you been?''
TAGS: Carro Hofferson
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Oct 21, 2018 9:14:40 GMT -6
"O-oh, hello!" Carro blinked, accepting Terryn's handshake with a grin. He didn't expect his fellow Earthling to be this... professional right off the bat, to be honest. But it was a pleasant surprise regardless that the Saiyan was happy to see. "Oh, I've been doing fine. Seen better days, though." He was quick to respond, dismissively waving a hand. Though, the CEO's grin faded soon enough. "And, uh..." He sucked in a breath through his teeth, any semblance of cheeriness leaving his tone in exchange for a solemn seriousness. "After this, I have something I need to show you. In private." His gaze trailed to the cameras around them for a moment. But before any of the press could press on the CEO to spill the beans, he'd flash a grin again and speak up. "But that's later! We've got a tight schedule here, so we should get started while we can be considered on-time."
Walking forwards down the carpet laid out for the two candidates, Carro would push open a large pair of double-doors. The mess hall of the building had been cleared out, rows of folded chairs neatly scattered throughout the area- all of them filled with newscasters in the front row, other politicians in back giving the two rookies judgmental glares, and numerous business folk and other bigger names on Earth sitting in the middle here and there. The black carpet sported a large image of the Earth in the middle, right in front of the small stage set up with podiums for the two, which Carro swiftly stood by- his of course needed a small stool so he could see over the thing. The saiyan would pull down his mic to his shorter level as Terryn likely took his position, cameras still flashing in their faces every now and then. "...And with that, we are live today with Carro Hofferson and Terryn Yaki." A dolphin-esque zoanthrope broadcaster concluded to a human cameraman's recording, clearing her throat before turning to the two. "To get things started, we'll be asking the question that's been pressing our once peaceful home for months now." Carro could only wonder what this question could ever be. "What are your plans to deal with situations like what happened to our Satan City? How will we know we'll be safe?" The saiyan sighed quietly, turning to Terryn and giving him a quick, silent nod. It was only fair that he'd get to start first, having likely experienced "Badman" City first hand awhile ago and all.
OOC: Feel free to control this NPC or the other NPC spectators/reporters as well!
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