Day 2
The population later learn of the the 13th voter's death, at the hands at the new government. They accepted their new world of savage practices and supposedly, dyke head officials. A world, that gradually will get more and more isolated due to their anti-Social practices. And a Government, that would turn a blind eye, on every problem that arose.
Like any other country to be honest.
Unknown to the general population however, was the contents on the body of the 13th voter, (codename MoosyDoosy, for demanding a Moose head be place on his corpse after death.) The documents recovered, unearthed a organization that apparently called itself, K.I.L.L.Z., which sounded as scary as saying "NRA" in any gun control convention. While the goal of the said organization was unknown, what was known was that whatever their agenda was, it was targeted to do with the new government. It was also known, that other members of the remaining voters were in it as well.
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"Black Torrent," Base 37,
23:00 hours.
"Well why cannot we just kill them all? Not like the media know anything about them." Trump said, his tone filled with hated for the woman standing in front of him.
"Because, Like I have explained multiple times, we need to gather information on this group. Plus, and I do not discredit you for not having them, it is the immoral thing to do." Clinton said. She was sitting in a chair overlooking the military base. It's location was hidden (in fact, it wasn't even in the country itself), and was the quickest base to transport the voters.
"Well, Kill them, make them bleed, negotiate a good deal with the rest."
"You? Negotiate a good deal? I would like to see that."
"Well, what do you suppose we do? Take away their healthcare?"
"Simple," Clinton said rolling her eyes, "we make them do the work. Make them figure it out, and have their lives as a driving force."
"Still need to kill some in my opinion, to get the message a crossed." Trump said, shrugging.
"Fine." Clinton said, moving to a intercom.
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Twelve Of the ex. voters stood in a small, vault like building. They all, as they told each other, were kidnap after the results aired. None of them made it passed the unmarked building they voted in, Nor, Did anyone knew why they were Kidnap, and by who.
They had examined the vault, and noticed there was no visible entrance or exit. Other then that, the vault appeared to be a home of sorts. It had normal recreation items, such as pool tables, Tv's, Computers (although, no internet), and a fully working bar! The only odd thing, was the giant tv in the main hall of the vault. For all day, it was turned off.
Suddenly, the giant Tv turned on, and the twelve voters were puzzled with what they saw. They saw the two candidates, that they elected (due to that mysterious fellow)!
"Hello Bastards," Trump, who was sitting in a gaint oversize chair, "You twelve lucky voters have been brought to base 37, a secret base that deals wi."
"Will you please not give the terrorist that are in that room more info?" Clinton said, starring at Trump.
The twelve voters looked at each other, Terrorist?
"Good Job ruining my delivery!" Trump turned back to the Tv, "Yes, Some of you are indeed Terrorist, Whom we are not sure. Therefore, we," Trump pointed to himself, "decided to let you folk decide for us. You see, in here, you can do whatever you want, kill each other, friend each other, it doesn't matter. What does matter, is if you live or not. You see, if you do not figure it out fast, we will be forced to kill you all."
Clinton cleared her throat, "And to get the ball moving, we are going to show you that we do mean business." She looked down, and pressed something a table,
Out of no where, two turrets game out of the ceiling. They locked on onto two of the 12 voters, and opened fire. The bullets tear through the bodies, like a swordfish stabbed it's prey.
One of the bodies, a man named E.M.P, Dropped a dogtag. One of shocked members picked it off. "K.I.L.L.Z.?"
"YES!" Trump said throwing up his arms, "I TOLD YOU CLINT THAT KILLING THEM WILL WORK! HAHAHA!"
"Might be more dumbass, or can you not count?" Clinton said crossing her arms,
"Yes I can, Remaining voter's, Welcome to the first ever Hunger games!"
"But you cannot use that, that's copyrigh..."
"TRUMP GAMES!"
QuickTwist a Vanille Townie has been killed!
emperorchampion a 2-shot Mafia Rolecop has been killed!
It is now Day 2. Day ends Wednesday, Jun 29 9:00pm GMT (GMT+00:00) in .
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