[spoiler]I want to start this off with a disclaimer; I am not actually upset that I lost! I had this post planned out in broadstrokes before I even joined the election. I’ve got a fun RP planned, and this is just what kicks it off! I was never actually planning to win in the first place, and am surprised I got as far as I did. :p[/spoiler] Aifos stared out at the lake near the election hall, watching the lights from the nearby building bounce off the water’s surface. He could hear the cheers faintly in the background, but for the most part, it was quiet.. The election was a nice distraction, but now that it was over—now that he’d lost—he had a lot to think about. “Yo, catch!” A voice said from behind him. He turned around, and saw a bottle flying towards his face. It was an awkward scramble to catch it, before it hit him, but luckily he did. Looking down at it, it was a bottle of Diet Cola. “You drink diet, right?” The person who threw it asked. Aifos looked up at her. “Fukua?” “Hope you don’t mind if I join you.” She said, sitting down next to him. Aifos didn’t say anything, instead just turning back towards the water. “So!” Fukua eventually said. “Second place, huh? That’s not too bad!” “I guess..” “..Can I be honest with you for a second?” Fukua asked, staring down at the lake herself. “With everything that’s happened lately, I’ve actually been pretty worried about you.. And I was really surprised to see your name on the list of candidates; it was just so not like you.. I swung by to make sure you were [i]okay[/i], and then I saw you up on that stage, making your campaign, debating with the other cadidates.. And, well, I hadn’t seen you smile like that in a long time, you know.” Aifos looked over at her, with a small smile. “Yeah.. I guess it was pretty fun.” “What I’m really trying to say here is that I’m proud of you. Even if you lost, you sti-“ A small ringle rang through the air, cutting her off. She pulled out a phone, and sighed. “Hold on, I’ve got to take this. Hello? Megumi? What!? Again, seriously!? Ugh, fine, I’m on my way, just don’t let him break anything else, okay!” Fukua hung up, and let out an annoyed groan. “I’ve got to go. You’ll be okay, right?” “Of course.” Aifos smiled. “I’m fine.” “Alright. I’ll see you later.” She began running off. Aifos looked back down at the water, this time looking at his own reflection. Fukua was right.. This was all so out of character for him.. Why did he join this election in the first place? . . . No, that wasn’t even a question. He knew why. With everything that’s happened lately, he’d felt so.. Worthless.. And now he’d lost.. Certainly didn’t help. He muttered something under his breath, as he stared at himself in the water. “I don’t wanna be you..” A faint whisper blew through the air. [quote]A bottomless curse, An endless dream.. All things that exist, Bound by a string.[/quote] Aifos didn’t seem to hear it. “I don’t wanna be you..” He said again. [quote]Everyone wants the Big Chair.. So a curse here, a curse there.. A curse for he, and she, Why care?[/quote] “I don’t want to be you..” [quote]Just weep with us.. Oh weep with us..[/quote] A single tear rolled down Aifos cheek, and splashed into the lake. In the ripples, the reflection briefly changed, and the figure staring back had buttons for eyes, and a mouth made of stitches. “Anymore...” It whispered back, before returning to normal. Aifos grabbed his head. [quote]A bottomless curse, An endless dream.. All things that exist, Bound by a string.[/quote] The whispers were louder now, he could hear them clearly. [quote]A goddess one, a goddess three.. One in a castle, one in the sea. And one so very close.. Yes just out of reach. Listen for the baneful chants. Weep with them as one, in trance.. And weep with us, Oh weep with us.. Everyone wants the Big Chair.. So a curse here, a curse there.. A curse for he and she, Why care? Just weep with us.. Weep with us. Weep for all that may be..[/quote] The whispers stopped, replaced by nothing but static. A wicked grin crept across Aifos face, and he stood up and stretched. “Well, that takes care of that!” Aifos said, but there was something.. Off about his tone. “What do we owe you, an underwater city, right? We can make that work. See you in the future, friend!” The static vanished, too, and Aifos fell backwards. “What was...?” Aifos asked, looking down at his hand. Whatever it was, it seemed to be gone, now.. Dazed, and a little freaked out, he made his way back to the election hall.. But those words couldn’t leave his head. “Everyone wants the Big Chair..” [spoiler]You can RP if you’d like. If you do, you can either show up before Fukua does, and find him sitting by the lake, or run into him at/on his way back to the election hall. In either case, though, I’m actually very busy today, and probably, won’t be doing much RPing until tomorrow or at least not until later, so don’t be upset if I don’t get to you for a while. But that’s all for now, folks, Jambuhbye![/spoiler]