Election Time In The Vale

[Heff 2460]

- the posters are torn down-

[Matt011011 166]

Milo Herbwallow stands by the notice board, handing out fliers to those who pass by. The fliers read:

"Vote for Rupert Herbwallow! A vote for Rupert will earn ye a better burrow! He invented the firesparks we love so dearly, co-invented the game of shogs we all play, and co-invented the cigars which would once again return to our village for our enjoyment if he were to be elected! Why would we not vote for him!"
 

[Heff 2460]

DONT VOTE FOR RUPERT.

HE DOESNT EVEN LIVE IN IVYBEND? HE IS SURE TO DIE OFF AFTER BEING ELECTED. HE ONCE TRIED TO LIGHT A PROTESTOR ON FIRE WHILE HE WAS ON THE KNOX STATUE. HE HASN'T DWELLED IN HALFLING CULTURE FOR LONG SINCE THE DAYS OF ANTHOS!

[Iosif 72]

((Remove the poll. We will vote in the comments so we know that only hobbits can vote. Please include your IC name and IGN with your vote.))

 

Thimble casts his vote, for himself of course. He then returns to guarding the voting box.

 

FORM

MC NAME: MushyNinja

RP NAME: Thimble Clearwater

AGE: 47

ARE YOU A HALFLING: Better, a Hobbit

CANIDATE: The extremely handsome Thimble.

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

Yokey is angry. He deserves mayor. A podium is setup and Yokey invites everyone.

 

"Ivybend. The home of the halflings. Our home. In recent yea's we've seen much change. The halflin's need some'n ta protect their home. No matter where. A strong, inderpendernt leadah. And that thar is why I, Yokorneius Barbashi Fatroot, General in the War on Castle Von Halflingstine, bringer of the Harvest, drinker of booze, and incredibler gambleh, am hereby announcing my canditancity, er whatevah, fer mayor."

 

The one homeless human that showed up claps.

 

Yokey

[Matt011011 166]

FORM

MC NAME: Matt011011

RP NAME: Milo Herbwallow

AGE: 111

ARE YOU A HALFLING: Better, A hobbit.

CANIDATE: Rupert Herbwallow

[LaCabra (Soda) 1519]

Milo Herbwallow stands by the notice board, handing out fliers to those who pass by. The fliers read:

"Vote for Rupert Herbwallow! He invented the firesparks we love so dearly, co-invented the game of shogs we all play, and co-invented the cigars which would once again return to our village for our enjoyment if he were to be elected! Why would we not vote for him!"

Bili Hollowmead sits inside a canoe made of clouds over the Vale, a smile on his face. While no one is around, he flies his cloud canoe down and reads the election papers. Suddenly his canoe turns a dark, sinister gray, and lightning booms down from it. Yelling at the top of his lungs, "INVENTED THE FIRESPARKS, 'E DID? OF ALL ME ACCOMPLISHMEN'S IN TOWN, AN' THEY CAN' REMEMBER ME COLOURED FIREBOMBS!"

Angry, he rows up into the sky and his canoe boat rains down on the town for the rest of the day.

[Heff 2460]

MC NAME: ryanheff74

RP NAME: Fumble F. Willowbottom

AGE: 34

ARE YOU A HALFLING: Yes

CANIDATE: Thimble

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FORM

MC NAME: cmack1028

RP NAME: Rupert Herbwallow

AGE: 94

ARE YOU A HALFLING: Of course!

CANIDATE: Rupert Herbwallow

 

Rupert sits atop the notice board, shouting to all who will hear him.

 

"Vote Rupert fer mayor! A loyal, fun-lovin' Halflin' of the Vale in Asulon must run Ivybend! He was Bili's bes' friend! Proud inventor of the firespark, smoker of cigars, worshiper of the Pumpkin God an' award-winning pyrotechnic, he shall lead th' Halflin's into a golden age of fun and prosperi'y!"

[Heff 2460]

A cricket chirps after Rupert's speech.

[Matt011011 166]

Milo claps after Rupert's speech, glancing up into the trees around him, winking, as dozens of birds begin to chirp happily and critters from all around emerge and begin to chitter in applause. 

"Even the animals o' the village want Rupert! Mus' be a sign from the pump'in lord that he wants n' ol'er 'obbit for mayor!" he shouts.

[eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 10]

MC Name: zach211w

RP Name: Garmel Fitzgibbon

Age: 29

Are you a Halfling: Nuh duh.

Canidate: Rupert Herbwallow

[Matt011011 166]

Pat's Garmel on the back, smiling ​"Ye jus' earned yeself a better burrow, m'friend!"

[Heff 2460]

Halfling politics, the most ruthless in the land.