vote for the dark side we have cookies

Poppy · May 25, 2016

Vin, who was dressed as the cutest girl in a ruffly pink dress and heart-shaped eyepatch, was making rounds from classroom to classroom and distributing all sorts of cutesy treats for people. In her tray of baked goods, she had heart-shaped sugar cookies designed with edible glitter, sprinkles and icing. People swarmed like flies to her campaign. If there anything college students liked, it was free food.

When her tray was fresh out, Vin stood on a box at the middle of the courtyard and turned on her megaphone. She cleared her throat and spoke.

"Attention, everyone. Attention." She waved her hand, and people from every classroom looked out of the window for what she had to say. She giggled, pressing a hand to her chest. "I'm very flattered that all of you took a liking to my cookies. I'm clean out!"

The crowd cheered. Vin dropped her tray cutely on the ground.

"Thank you! Unfortunately, that batch... didn't come with an antidote. Oh, goodness me, did I neglect to mention that the cookies were lethally poisonous and they can kill you in two days with no side effects?" Stunned gasps. She laughed, slapping her knee. "Yes, that's right. Most of you are traitors that took my cookies without even promising to vote for me, and I find that very rude. Swear to me that I have your vote or you will die from my poison. Fontana 2016 or no 2016 at all."

There was booing, outrage, and violent reactions. People threw random objects at her, and some even threw fireballs. But Vin ignored them all. She stepped down from the podium and gathered her stuff, walking away from the scene.

MARIE · May 25, 2016

Addy was bouncing around and then she was given a cookie. Which of course she took because who wouldn't want to give the adorable cat girl a cookie. She was vaguely aware of Vince running for president, she knew that Vince was dating Milo and therefore had to be at least semi-decent.

She had only taken a few bites when Vince started to talk. Who poision cookies? "Are you like one of those cult leaders who are like drink the punch so we can accend to some fucked up higher plan? Because let me tell you, cookies and cults don't mix"

She said fuming, sure she would respawn if she died but she had promised Milo shed help him campaign. How was she supposed to campaign if she was recovering in hell. Her dad would never let her leave.

Batty · May 25, 2016

Though so far her interaction with other candidates was going well, there was one on the ballot that absolutely could not be allowed to win. Their face was almost iconic in her memory thanks to a little pursuit she took a while back in the Forbidden Forest. Now, by sheer dumb coincidence, she found that dreaded name was campaigned proudly through the halls, soon to be proudly displayed as class president.
But Lori was not going to allow it.

She had tried to give her the benefit of the doubt. This time she bore a sweet outfit that, though adorable, was like the toothpaste on her orange juice personality. It simply didn’t match up, and would most likely reach a bitter end. So maybe she was justified on her spying. It wasn’t like her to be some self-proclaimed vigilante, but there was something quite fishy that she couldn’t just leave alone. Luckily for her, the action was far easier than what it could have been. Using her powers of illusion, she perched in a nearby tree in the form of a raven. The only human-like thing remaining on her person was her bright cyan eyes, peering down at the queen-of-the-hour. Her feathered head tilted to get a better listen. And with what she picked up next.... Oh boy, was she both pissed and mortified.

Of course! The cookies were poisoned. What else?! And now she was using blackmail to win votes. But instead of embarrassing photos being put on social media, it was life or death. And only Vin had the key to the former.

In a swift motion, Lori raised her wings before diving off and disappearing in a puff of smoke. Only to reappear three feet behind her in an outfit in stark contrast to hers, topped off with combat boots meant for kicking ass. "Really? Fucking poison?" She called out over the hysteric crowd, her arms folding one over the other. "I couldn’t even fathom that it was possible to stoop so low, and yet here we are." She was fuming. Oh, she was livid. She knew Vin was close to Milo. And she didn’t want to hurt him. But… "Now, give me the antidote. I can be civil or I can get real fuckin’ nasty. Your choice, Vinny."

Poppy · May 28, 2016

Vin wasn't taking questions, and she certainly wasn't taking threats. But she supposed she had to now, given that these people were blocking her path.

She let out the most condescending laugh at these two. Oh, those kind. They were so cute, filled with righteousness and bluster, like they jumped out of a Saturday morning cartoon. But this was real life, and Vin, quite frankly, wasn't intimidated in the slightest.

She recognized the two girls in front of her. Addy Augustine, one of Klaus' children, brain dead with an illusion that she was someone of note. And... my, oh my, Loralei Bateman, the girl that married a violent, genocidal maniac and lovely test experiment. Her blood was definitely useful to her research, but that was all her use to her.

"A cult?" She laughed. "Why, yes. The student council is most definitely a cult. I agree. Politicians give out food all the time, love."

Now, this girl. Oho, she was ready to fight.

"Antidote? I'll give you the antidote, all right." Vin pulled out a vial from her bra, tapping the bottom a couple of times. It wasn't the antidote. It was a smoke bomb meant to also act as a pepper spray, and it was rigged to explode a few seconds after it was tapped. She tossed it as Loralei's direction.

MARIE · May 28, 2016

Addy wasnt sure she believed the antidote was in the vial. She really didn't think it would be that easy. "I'm pretty sure, you won't get votes this way. Not only that, but those shoes are out of seasons. The least you could do when you try and kill people is wear in season shoes."

Addy wasn't sure if she really cared that that Vince wanted votes. She would vote for Milo and eat her lunch while the other person she knew was running fought the weird posion cookie person.

"Also It's not valentines day." Shaking her head she waited for the awesome other chick to start the fight.

Batty · May 28, 2016

A laugh. Of course. A maniacal, cackling sort of laugh that only the most dubious of people bore. Vin, as she garnered, wasn't the type to persuaded by a guiding conscience. Stubborn, cruel, and downright evil. Though the matter was serious, it certainly would be entertaining to have her get the sweet hammer of justice she was going to have to lay on down.

Don't be petty.

She kept reminding herself. Her eyes glanced over to the other girl who she had poisoned. Young, it seemed, and obviously pissed off too. Lori took a good look at her. Reminding herself not to do what she was to next out of spite, but out of what was right. But first... To test the waters. Would Vin do the right thing? Would she give her what the people wanted?
She tossed something to her. Lori's gaze shifted to the air, up to where some orb was peaking before falling. She squinted. The... Antidote? She caught it. Looking it over for a second before...

Oh shit, it was gonna-!

A cloud of smoke burst from the little vial. The mace cloud with it, but it was mixed with something else. When the gas settled, both the glass, and the genie, was gone.
It was still for a few minutes. Despite the crowd screeching, there was an indescribable silence about the air. There was not a trace of Lori, for almost a minute until after the bomb went out. But, just as that minute past, two feet facing the back of Vin was a forming grey smoke cloud. Stepping out of it in pin-drop silence was of course, Lori.

"You want petty? Well bitch, you've got it!"
As soon as she spoke she grasped the other's shoulder. Kissing her wedding ring, she half-smirked, and geared a split second later to go in for a straight-up sucker punch.

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Poppy

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MARIE

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Batty

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