Standing on top of one of the buildings in West End, the odd man in the purple long coat lifted his hands up into the air as a crowd gathered below. Unsure if he was a jumper or not.
"Friends, Romans, Countrymen and all you other pathetic creatures. I'm come here before you to not announce my running for Governor but to comment on such merely, honest and true. Now let's see....we've got a few running this year and my, aren't they colorful" Pathetic is more like it. Truly, a drunk would be better in the office then that of what currently is laid forth as our so called, Governor."
A slow skip of the mad one along the roof top.
"Now let's see, what?s he done...oh...hm....well he's hosted a Ball or two. Smashing weren't they' And...he's shown up a few times to some...dueling things or other....but honestly' I think my face has been around town among the people more then his has now am I right' Do you feel more secure" Safe?"
He turned and disappeared a moment from the roof top, only to appear a moment later with a woman who he promptly pushed over the roof's edge. Following her down with his eyes till she made a nice splat on the ground before the crowd. A chuckle at the man's lips as he shook his head.
"Surely she didn't feel anymore safe due to the current Governor, now did she" Has anything really changed in the city since somebody elected this 'boy wonder' in government here" I mean I get more done with gasoline and dynamite in one day then this guy has gotten done in a whole term as Governor."
The figure grumbled and then perked that eerie smile once more down at the crowd.
"You know what I want' I want somebody to run for Governor that has the balls to actually put forth change. I want somebody to run that can maybe...maybe...do more then host dancing balls...where kiddies show off their new hot lines of clothes they've bought. I want someone to run that can actually do something other then parade around the duels once in a while with an...oh, look at me type of face. You know what I miss" I miss the days of the former Governor Kitty. Why' Let's face it...she had guts...she had spunk...and she had sex appeal. Not to mention she knew how to lay down a party! What does this current Governor have" Bad taste in clothes...and a lack of imagination. Now I'm not going to run, why do you ask" Quite simply because I think the position is a complete waste for a city that has so much to offer. Besides, I'm a simple man...errr....of sorts. I like matches and gasoline and gunpowder. Not snooty Governor Balls and dancing duels. I have a better idea actually. I'll pay out five million in gold coins, to whoever can bring me the head of our current Governor, Mr. Simon. That's five million in gold kiddies. However, just like the election, this offer has a time limit. I want the Governor's head on a plate, with all the trimmings. Oh, but no spinach, I hate that stuff. Lettuce...now lettuce is okay. Thanks for coming out boys and girls. Now if you'll excuse me I've got places to go, people to kill and ice cream to eat."
Striking a match and setting to life a stick of dynamite to which he tossed at the crowd below before disappearing from the roof top with that odd laugh upon the air.
"Friends, Romans, Countrymen and all you other pathetic creatures. I'm come here before you to not announce my running for Governor but to comment on such merely, honest and true. Now let's see....we've got a few running this year and my, aren't they colorful" Pathetic is more like it. Truly, a drunk would be better in the office then that of what currently is laid forth as our so called, Governor."
A slow skip of the mad one along the roof top.
"Now let's see, what?s he done...oh...hm....well he's hosted a Ball or two. Smashing weren't they' And...he's shown up a few times to some...dueling things or other....but honestly' I think my face has been around town among the people more then his has now am I right' Do you feel more secure" Safe?"
He turned and disappeared a moment from the roof top, only to appear a moment later with a woman who he promptly pushed over the roof's edge. Following her down with his eyes till she made a nice splat on the ground before the crowd. A chuckle at the man's lips as he shook his head.
"Surely she didn't feel anymore safe due to the current Governor, now did she" Has anything really changed in the city since somebody elected this 'boy wonder' in government here" I mean I get more done with gasoline and dynamite in one day then this guy has gotten done in a whole term as Governor."
The figure grumbled and then perked that eerie smile once more down at the crowd.
"You know what I want' I want somebody to run for Governor that has the balls to actually put forth change. I want somebody to run that can maybe...maybe...do more then host dancing balls...where kiddies show off their new hot lines of clothes they've bought. I want someone to run that can actually do something other then parade around the duels once in a while with an...oh, look at me type of face. You know what I miss" I miss the days of the former Governor Kitty. Why' Let's face it...she had guts...she had spunk...and she had sex appeal. Not to mention she knew how to lay down a party! What does this current Governor have" Bad taste in clothes...and a lack of imagination. Now I'm not going to run, why do you ask" Quite simply because I think the position is a complete waste for a city that has so much to offer. Besides, I'm a simple man...errr....of sorts. I like matches and gasoline and gunpowder. Not snooty Governor Balls and dancing duels. I have a better idea actually. I'll pay out five million in gold coins, to whoever can bring me the head of our current Governor, Mr. Simon. That's five million in gold kiddies. However, just like the election, this offer has a time limit. I want the Governor's head on a plate, with all the trimmings. Oh, but no spinach, I hate that stuff. Lettuce...now lettuce is okay. Thanks for coming out boys and girls. Now if you'll excuse me I've got places to go, people to kill and ice cream to eat."
Striking a match and setting to life a stick of dynamite to which he tossed at the crowd below before disappearing from the roof top with that odd laugh upon the air.