News of the Gubernatorial Race starting for Rhy"Din City had spread through the news networks all the way out to Den City. Amidst rolling waves of protests and a lot of medicated pill bottle shaking in faces, a reporter with sandy colored fur and brown hair was on the next City Shuttle bound for Rhy"Din City with a back pack full of gear and a company supplied EYE Com to give updates live on the scene. A lot of passengers were giving awkward stares at the Lupinossai as she fixed her hair back into buns with clear plastic blue chopsticks and straightened out her favorite mint green business dress. With some work she untangled her press passes from her back pack of gear and dropped the bright yellow lanyard over her furred head. She settled the picture ID's and looked at the crowd watching her with pride.
"Smile everyone, you all may end up on the front page of the Den Howler or on tonight's news broadcast with Den City News Network. Just keep smiling and everything will by shiny." Tazzy giggled.
The city shuttle couldn't glide into Rhy'Din fast enough as everyone repressed the urges to ask the reporter a lot of odd questions about the 2014 Gubernatorial Conspiracies she'd spearheaded two years ago. Soon the shuttle came to a smooth stop on its bed of magnetic fields from the white crystals in its belly. Everyone disembarked and Tazzy hefted her pack and looked around the Market Place District that the Shuttle had stopped at. It'd been a while since she'd done some pieces out here in the wild city. Allegations, threats, bounties, therapy sessions and medications had lead to her now standing once more in Rhy'Din city and she was grinning. She could smell news out there and election time was the juiciest time to get stories. Pulling out the new piece of equipment she was nagged to use, Tazzy activated the EYE Come in bubble gum pink and put it on.
With a few fidgets, some curses and restarts trying to understand such new fangled tech, she got her day planner to show that her bosses, yes, bosses had set up. Scrolling through the entries and plans for the next few weeks she saw a rough list of possible candidates to interview. The scroll bar landed on Donald J. Drumpf to go speak with first. The man's name sounded like a rip off law suit for a cartoon character; probably and easy interview to start off her news hound journey this year in election times. A target selected, Tazzy moved through the streets until she reached the popular watering hole known as the Red Dragon Inn. It would seem though that the outside of the Inn was crowded as people were gathered around to listen to someone talking rather loudly about making Rhy"Din great again and building walls to keep out immigrants.
She wiggled and moved through the crowds, flashing her press badge and gave a few threats to include people blocking her way in her news reports and not in a good light. She was able to reach the front row of spectators as a man with a very bad comb over talked at length behind four burly, black suited guys sporting sun glasses, bald heads and government looking ear pieces. She set her EYE COM to record and broke past the forest of people.
"I tell you now, that as a nation, we are weak, not because of our own failings but because of all the immigrants that have funneled in uncheck. We are weak because of the inhumanity we have let live and mingle among us and they need to go! No more half breeds! No more immigrants! Let's make Rhydin great again by outing the immigrants, bringing back the jobs, and making Mt. Yasuo pay for the walls to keep everyone out since they love staying in their secluded mountains. Let them help for once and lift a finger finally!" Spoke Drumpf.
People applauded his speech and he stared to step down from the soap box apparently done with his moment of campaigning. A news crew was rolling film on the scene from a local news station, Channel 5 by what Tazzy could see. She noticed the blonde reporter was walking for Drumpf and past the wall of black suits. Tazzy raised her hands and waved following in the wake of the reporter like a sucker fish on a large shark in the ocean of media.
"Excuse me! Excuse me! Candidate Drumpf! Candidate Drumpf! May I get a moment or two with you for an interview?" She howled out.
Drumpf gave Tazzy a momentary glance, a light shrug and a dismissive wave and walked inside the Red Dragon Inn as if she was nothing. Tazzy took that as a challenge to be creative and she moved to follow him and was promptly blocked by a rent-a-cop.
"Stop right there. Mr. Drumpf does not want to be bothered and has asked that all press refrain from using the Red Dragon Inn during his visit. Thank you for your cooperation sir." The bodyguard spoke.
Tazzy glanced up at the tall man. "Sir" I am a woman, thank you very much, and I am with DCNN and DH. Big names in the realm outside of Rhy"Din City so if I were you I'd move before you find yourself working birthday parties as a clown."
"Real cute. No. Please leave. Mr. Drumpf has no time for flea ridden dogs that can talk or any other creatures that have talent. Nor do we care about your news networks. You're not the authorities and Mr. Dumpf is not causing any scenes. Now leave before I do contact the authorities and have you removed and sent to the pound." The man said.
Tazzy raised herself to her full five foot and change height to stare up into the six foot tall mans eyes. "You let that other reporter in. What is this, you have a contract, a bias with Channel 5 news for only certain angles?"
The man raised a hand to his ear set as the other three suits were busy deflecting more press. "Please contact the Watch that we have an unruly thing trying to force its way to see Mr. Drumpf. Ask if he'd like to press charges. It's with some news group in a foreign town most likely full of illegal's and non-humans."
Tazzy didn't even waste words on the man anymore. She gave him two sharp kicks to the shins with her clawed feet and pushed her way back into the crowds until she was clear of the masses. She hit pause on the record function on the EYE COM then hit the broadcast button and held out a small personal digital camera orb.
"This is Tazzy Stream-Dancer, coming to you live from outside of the Red Dragon Inn and broadcasting to you all in Den City, Fang Wood City, the Lupinoss Glade Territories, any city's sharing our broadcasts for DCNN and to the few out in the cold reaches of Winterpaws Kingdom. Rhy"Din city has started the gears of the massive machine known as governor elections. They are seeking out candidates and rumors fly about who's running as well as many flyers are posted showing who wants to step in the rings and duke it out.
I was hoping to get you all an interview with one Candidate, a Donald J. Drumpf, but I have been denied my rights as a reporter to see him by bodyguards. I do have on record why. I am playing for you what has been said so far. Here is the statement of intent he has when I arrived on the scene. "I tell you now, that as a nation, we are weak, not because of our own failings but because of all the immigrants that have funneled in uncheck. We are weak because of the inhumanity we have let live and mingle among us and they need to go! No more half breeds! No more immigrants! Let's make Rhydin great again by outing the immigrants, bringing back the jobs, and making Mt. Yasuo pay for the walls to keep everyone out since they love staying in their secluded mountains. Let them help for once and lift a finger finally!"
It would seem this candidate has no love for anyone but humans and non-immigrants. Though one has to ask, what defines an immigrant legal or illegal in Rhy"Din" Does he really have a complete dislike of non-humans. I know his bodyguard seems to. Here is what his staff told me about why I was not allowed to see Candidate Drumpf for an interview. "Mr. Drumpf has no time for flea ridden dogs that can talk or any other creatures that have talent. Nor do we care about your news networks. You're not the authorities and Mr. Dumpf is not causing any scenes. Now leave before I do contact the authorities and have you removed and sent to the pound."
Anyone employing people with such xenophobic outlooks as staff much less security has little to no respect for the community at large in which they are campaigning in. Only time will tell how Candidate Drumpf will play his hand in his dreams to build walls and toss out people he views as "illegal immigrants". This has been Tazzy Stream-Dancer for Den City New Network and the Den Howler live outside the Red Dragon Inn.?
Ending the broadcast she heard the voices of Watch Members asking about a short looking person that resembled Lassie Come Home in a mint cocktail dress. Taking this as her cue to vanish for the moment, she went past the news vans and caught sight of the blonde reporter exiting the Inn looking very unhappy and irked with a camera man in tow trying to fix a broken camera. Perhaps she wasn't the only reporter having a bad day today.
((Thank you to Captain Combover-Mun for permission to post this vapored RP encounter with Tazzy.))
"Smile everyone, you all may end up on the front page of the Den Howler or on tonight's news broadcast with Den City News Network. Just keep smiling and everything will by shiny." Tazzy giggled.
The city shuttle couldn't glide into Rhy'Din fast enough as everyone repressed the urges to ask the reporter a lot of odd questions about the 2014 Gubernatorial Conspiracies she'd spearheaded two years ago. Soon the shuttle came to a smooth stop on its bed of magnetic fields from the white crystals in its belly. Everyone disembarked and Tazzy hefted her pack and looked around the Market Place District that the Shuttle had stopped at. It'd been a while since she'd done some pieces out here in the wild city. Allegations, threats, bounties, therapy sessions and medications had lead to her now standing once more in Rhy'Din city and she was grinning. She could smell news out there and election time was the juiciest time to get stories. Pulling out the new piece of equipment she was nagged to use, Tazzy activated the EYE Come in bubble gum pink and put it on.
With a few fidgets, some curses and restarts trying to understand such new fangled tech, she got her day planner to show that her bosses, yes, bosses had set up. Scrolling through the entries and plans for the next few weeks she saw a rough list of possible candidates to interview. The scroll bar landed on Donald J. Drumpf to go speak with first. The man's name sounded like a rip off law suit for a cartoon character; probably and easy interview to start off her news hound journey this year in election times. A target selected, Tazzy moved through the streets until she reached the popular watering hole known as the Red Dragon Inn. It would seem though that the outside of the Inn was crowded as people were gathered around to listen to someone talking rather loudly about making Rhy"Din great again and building walls to keep out immigrants.
She wiggled and moved through the crowds, flashing her press badge and gave a few threats to include people blocking her way in her news reports and not in a good light. She was able to reach the front row of spectators as a man with a very bad comb over talked at length behind four burly, black suited guys sporting sun glasses, bald heads and government looking ear pieces. She set her EYE COM to record and broke past the forest of people.
"I tell you now, that as a nation, we are weak, not because of our own failings but because of all the immigrants that have funneled in uncheck. We are weak because of the inhumanity we have let live and mingle among us and they need to go! No more half breeds! No more immigrants! Let's make Rhydin great again by outing the immigrants, bringing back the jobs, and making Mt. Yasuo pay for the walls to keep everyone out since they love staying in their secluded mountains. Let them help for once and lift a finger finally!" Spoke Drumpf.
People applauded his speech and he stared to step down from the soap box apparently done with his moment of campaigning. A news crew was rolling film on the scene from a local news station, Channel 5 by what Tazzy could see. She noticed the blonde reporter was walking for Drumpf and past the wall of black suits. Tazzy raised her hands and waved following in the wake of the reporter like a sucker fish on a large shark in the ocean of media.
"Excuse me! Excuse me! Candidate Drumpf! Candidate Drumpf! May I get a moment or two with you for an interview?" She howled out.
Drumpf gave Tazzy a momentary glance, a light shrug and a dismissive wave and walked inside the Red Dragon Inn as if she was nothing. Tazzy took that as a challenge to be creative and she moved to follow him and was promptly blocked by a rent-a-cop.
"Stop right there. Mr. Drumpf does not want to be bothered and has asked that all press refrain from using the Red Dragon Inn during his visit. Thank you for your cooperation sir." The bodyguard spoke.
Tazzy glanced up at the tall man. "Sir" I am a woman, thank you very much, and I am with DCNN and DH. Big names in the realm outside of Rhy"Din City so if I were you I'd move before you find yourself working birthday parties as a clown."
"Real cute. No. Please leave. Mr. Drumpf has no time for flea ridden dogs that can talk or any other creatures that have talent. Nor do we care about your news networks. You're not the authorities and Mr. Dumpf is not causing any scenes. Now leave before I do contact the authorities and have you removed and sent to the pound." The man said.
Tazzy raised herself to her full five foot and change height to stare up into the six foot tall mans eyes. "You let that other reporter in. What is this, you have a contract, a bias with Channel 5 news for only certain angles?"
The man raised a hand to his ear set as the other three suits were busy deflecting more press. "Please contact the Watch that we have an unruly thing trying to force its way to see Mr. Drumpf. Ask if he'd like to press charges. It's with some news group in a foreign town most likely full of illegal's and non-humans."
Tazzy didn't even waste words on the man anymore. She gave him two sharp kicks to the shins with her clawed feet and pushed her way back into the crowds until she was clear of the masses. She hit pause on the record function on the EYE COM then hit the broadcast button and held out a small personal digital camera orb.
"This is Tazzy Stream-Dancer, coming to you live from outside of the Red Dragon Inn and broadcasting to you all in Den City, Fang Wood City, the Lupinoss Glade Territories, any city's sharing our broadcasts for DCNN and to the few out in the cold reaches of Winterpaws Kingdom. Rhy"Din city has started the gears of the massive machine known as governor elections. They are seeking out candidates and rumors fly about who's running as well as many flyers are posted showing who wants to step in the rings and duke it out.
I was hoping to get you all an interview with one Candidate, a Donald J. Drumpf, but I have been denied my rights as a reporter to see him by bodyguards. I do have on record why. I am playing for you what has been said so far. Here is the statement of intent he has when I arrived on the scene. "I tell you now, that as a nation, we are weak, not because of our own failings but because of all the immigrants that have funneled in uncheck. We are weak because of the inhumanity we have let live and mingle among us and they need to go! No more half breeds! No more immigrants! Let's make Rhydin great again by outing the immigrants, bringing back the jobs, and making Mt. Yasuo pay for the walls to keep everyone out since they love staying in their secluded mountains. Let them help for once and lift a finger finally!"
It would seem this candidate has no love for anyone but humans and non-immigrants. Though one has to ask, what defines an immigrant legal or illegal in Rhy"Din" Does he really have a complete dislike of non-humans. I know his bodyguard seems to. Here is what his staff told me about why I was not allowed to see Candidate Drumpf for an interview. "Mr. Drumpf has no time for flea ridden dogs that can talk or any other creatures that have talent. Nor do we care about your news networks. You're not the authorities and Mr. Dumpf is not causing any scenes. Now leave before I do contact the authorities and have you removed and sent to the pound."
Anyone employing people with such xenophobic outlooks as staff much less security has little to no respect for the community at large in which they are campaigning in. Only time will tell how Candidate Drumpf will play his hand in his dreams to build walls and toss out people he views as "illegal immigrants". This has been Tazzy Stream-Dancer for Den City New Network and the Den Howler live outside the Red Dragon Inn.?
Ending the broadcast she heard the voices of Watch Members asking about a short looking person that resembled Lassie Come Home in a mint cocktail dress. Taking this as her cue to vanish for the moment, she went past the news vans and caught sight of the blonde reporter exiting the Inn looking very unhappy and irked with a camera man in tow trying to fix a broken camera. Perhaps she wasn't the only reporter having a bad day today.
((Thank you to Captain Combover-Mun for permission to post this vapored RP encounter with Tazzy.))