6. [BBS] + [Action] (backdated to yesterday)

[rewritethis]

[BBS]

[The sound of the last Homecoming-related intercom announcement has barely stopped echoing before a rather succinct post goes up.]

WHAT THE HELL/

[And a couple of minutes after that:]

HOW THE HELL DID MY NAME GET UP THERE/ WHICH ONE OF YOU BASTARDS WAS IT

OWN UP DAMN YOU11 you're goimg to wish you rem,ebered to nominate YOUR INTESTINES1

[Neither is signed, but... given the topic, how many different people could this possibly be?]

[Action]

[At lunchtime on the same day, if you happen to be keeping an eye out for Edward, you'll find him sulking by himself at a table in the far corner. You might miss him otherwise; apparently, for once, he's trying to look smaller than usual.]

Comments

[bunnypassingby]

[You'd be surprised.]

I was wondering the same thing about my nomination...

[Just, you know, with less intestines involved.

[NOT SIGNING but again, there's only ten possible people this could be.]

...not eleven? @.@

[rewritethis]

Isn't it obvious?? they're jerking us around, like we're supposed to just lie down and take it!

Luna's graciously accepted her nomination! timey wimey wibbly wobbly

[bunnypassingby]

Um, I think it means people like us.

oh yeah...

[rewritethis]

Like hell it does! If they really gave a damn, they'd KNOW I got better things to waste my time on than some idiot's idea of a popularity contest!

[bunnypassingby]

Maybe they like you but don't really know you that well...

Anyway, you don't have to waste your time on a campaign or anything if you don't want to.

[rewritethis]

[Not. Likely.]

You kidding? Now I'm going to have to make sure everyone who gives a crap about this thing votes for the other guys! That's what pisses me off!

[crockshot]

Don't look at me. I was trying to get you nominated for Princess, remember?

[Action]

[elementofloyalty]

Suddenly a pack full of stuff drops heavily onto the table, and Rainbow Drops down next to him, looking excited.]

All right! Now that you've gotten your nomination, we have to decide the best way to campaign. I'm thinking posters are classic and a good start. We need to focus on your positive traits, such as they are... I guess you're smart and you can fight pretty well, which are important things here, so those'll be your good selling points. By the way I'm gonna have to help Twilight with her campaign and maybe Princess Luna too, you don't mind, right? Anyway, here's what I've got to start with.

[She unfastens the clasp on the pack with her teeth, then yanks out a large piece of posterboard that has ED ELRIC FOR HOMECOMING PRINCE on it, which she slaps down on the table.]

I'm thinking your official symbol could be one of those circles you draw. That's unique and it'll make people think of you! Once they start identifying it with you we can start slipping it into posts on the network or just cards we put in different places. Hey, you're supporting Twilight, right? We could do the same thing for her, using her cutie mark.

[She pauses for the first time, clearly expecting him to cheerfully nod agreement.]

1/2

[rewritethis]

[Nope. Continuing to blankly stare at her, as he had been pretty much from the moment she dropped in? That's more like it.

After a few more awkward seconds, he does find something to say.] Dash... [And even ignoring the gritted teeth, it's pretty remarkable how much frustration a person can fit into one drawn-out syllable.

Other words are escaping him. To fill the silence, he picks the poster up to get a better look. It's not a bad effort, to be honest.]

2/2

[rewritethis]

[Which makes it all the better to violently swing in the direction of her face.]

I DON'T NEED A DAMN CAMPAIGN!!

[elementofloyalty]

Whoa!

[She ducks, meaning he catches her main with the swipe and sends red-orange-yellow scattering wildly. She puffs it out of her eyes with a sharp exhalation, then rises back up.]

Look, Ed, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you're not a shoo-in. If those other guys put in a good effort you might get swept by surprise! It's best to take this seriously no matter how confident you are!

[rewritethis]

Take it seriously? [He slams the poster back onto the table. It's already badly crumpled around the edge he was holding.] I'm not taking it anywhere! Do I look like I need this stupid school's validation?!

[elementofloyalty]

[Ah ha! Clearly he's actually afraid he WILL lose, and is going to play it cool. Because if he TRIES and loses, then he'd feel bad, but if he doesn't try, he can claim he never cared at all! She can understand that... not like SHE'D ever do that, of course.... she's certainly not assuming his thought processes works like hers might have...]

Of course you don't. Winning or losing doesn't mean anything except that you won a contest.

...which you're gonna win! With MY genius and managerial skill, and your...

[She trails off, then waves a hoof at him vaguely.]

...whatever it is you humans have that you've got, you'll sweep this thing for sure!

[BBS]

[lunar_princess]

Why would you be upset at such a thing? I would think it an honor to be nominated for such a position, it means that people think you are someone they would like to represent them.

[rewritethis]

No, it means some smartass figured it would be funny to drag me into this moronic contest and stop me working on anything USEFUL!

[lunar_princess]

Moronic contest? How is representing the school a moronic thing? And surely it would not drag you away from your work that much.

[rewritethis]

[He actually stands up so he can glare at her at something slightly closer to eye level.]

And I just said I don't want to win! It's gonna be bad enough as is! How the hell am I supposed to get any work done this month with crap like this following me around everywhere?!

[elementofloyalty]

Hey, hey, I'm not saying you put in EVERY moment. If you ignored your classes and training for this, you'd be missing the point! You gotta be a model student to succeed!

[incinerare]

I don't know...

Prince Edward Elric does have a nice sound to it I think.


[It's been awhile since he's gotten to troll you, Ed. Also this is so not signed, hope you know the man's number]

[rewritethis]

[NO. NO HE DOES NOT.]

Well, I think the sound of ramming your damn head through a wall might be nicer. Want to go try it?

[incinerare]

I think you'd need to be taller to try that actually.

I'm certainly not bending down for you to attempt it.

[Yes, he went there.]

[rewritethis]

oh don't sweat itm, a wprking spine is going to be the LEAST of your worries when i'm done wuth you!!!!

[incinerare]

I'd watch where you choose to catch me, things might get a little too hot for you should you try to pin me down where there was no witnesses.

But seriously, why are you so upset over this nomination? It's all done just for fun as far as I can tell.

[action]

[bratbeyond]

[Who the hell decided it was a good idea to nominate him? Damian doesn't mind campaigning for someone else - he was someone else's campaign manager last year - but why would he ever campaign for himself? He's supposed to be the tough kid! The one no one's supposed to like!

He sighs, immediately flopping onto the seat across from Edward. As it's Ramadan, he's not eating - but he sure looks like he could use some food.]

... Did you even want to campaign this year?

[rewritethis]

Cut [Without breaking off that glare, he tears off a sizeable chunk of the posterboard,] that [scrunches it up in both hands,] out! [and doesn't so much throw as shove it at her.

She has to be deliberately acting obnoxious at this point. And there totally isn't any projection happening on his end, either.]

Do I have to stick it on a damn poster to get it through your thick skull?! Is that the only language you speak now?! I'm not interested!! I don't want the stupid title!