#♔;; v ╚ here at the beginning ╗

[exclamania-news-network]

[A sentient chess set, minus the board, floats in. the pawns start speaking one by one, from a to h, alternating white and black.]

♙Hey, I'm Alfred, and I'd like to vote Nefarious!

♟Oi'm Aaron, and Oi'm vot'n José.

♙Bailey here, I'll BE voting Nefarious as well.

♟Name's Bianca, and I'm gonna vote for the Wizard also!

♙I'm Chloé, and I'll vote Nefarious.

♟My name'sssss Carter, and Nefariousssss hasssss my vote too.

♙I'm Dani, and I'm voting Nefarious.

♟Drake's the game and chess is my home game- aw wait. Whatever I'm voting for The Nefarious Wizard.

♙ei'm Edith, aend ei'm votinge Nefarious alsoe.

♟Emerson. I'm voting Status.

♙Hey, name's Felix. I'll cast my vote for Nefarious.

♟I'm Finn and you're watching me vote Nefarious!

♙I am known as Grace. I will use my ballot to increase the number of votes for the one known as Nefarious by one.

♟Gerry Mander here, I'm voting Status.

♙i'm... my name is henry.... and i'm v-voting for josé...

♟HEY MY NAME IS HARPER I AM GOING TO VOTE FOR NEFARIOUS!!!

[The other pieces begin talking one by one, in the same order of a to h and alternating white and black. The kings, however, remain silent for now.]

♖Akta like chaos. Akta vote Nef.

♜Argona is me.... Nefarious is my president...! If I am to decide...

♘I am Belle of the Ball. I will vote for Status.

♞Bolaro says Bolaro counter Balls Belle vote.... José.

♗I am High Priestess Christiansen, and I will cast my shining vote for The One who Updates, Status.

♝I am,, Higher Priesbt, Carlosen. I vooote Nefarious. Hehehehe.... I surej am th higher Priest of dis land..

♕Hello, friends.... I am Darci, Queen of the army of Light. I am going to vote for Status Updates.

♛I'm Dianne, Empress of the Army of Shadow. I will do my best to ensure Nefarious gets his reign... with a singular vote, of course.

♗My name and title is Lowest Priest Fitzgerald. I have been documenting my findings on each candidate, and have decided that none of this matters. I cast my vote for a write-in, named Spinel, just to see her name on the results.

♝I be low priest Fabio. I will vote for the true chosen, José.

♘I am Great Galerider. I will cast my ballot for Nefarious Exclam.

♞....they named me Grecy Guuci. I'm voting for Nefarious as well.

♖Hantril Cobblesplitter. I vote for Nefarious.

♜Hudileg Bonegrinder's the name, voting for José's my game, right now at least.

[...]

♔ I am Ernest, King of the Serious and those of brightened sun. I hold no hostility to those who went against me, though I will not change my mind from their actions. I am voting for Status Updates.

♚ I am Erebou, Monarch of the Primal and those of darkened shadow. You need not know my story, though my vote is clear. I will cast all my strength, and this ballot, to Nefarious Exclam.

[okeey....]

[20 for Nef, 6 for Status, 5 for José.]

[claairvoyancy]

[cont. bc reasons]

      Hands slide from broad shoulders and seer moves to lean against the other’s desk, arms folding across his chest. He mulls over Kallian’s words, and watches him scribble something on paper before speaking up, a brow raising as he looks down at him. Tone is teasing, smile coy.

                    “Well then, I suppose you would not be                      interested in any sort of plans I have                      for later -- I can just go, if you like.”

&.princeofskies

[claairvoyancy]

                   “Your highness -- may I?”

      The Homs makes a small gesture to the various stray feathers stuck in her hair. He couldn’t blame her if she hadn’t noticed. They did blend in rather well with her hair.

&. blessedentia

[claairvoyancy]

       An eyeless gaze observes the on goings of a sleeping research facility with feigned interest, ever patient to wait until it reawakened with the usual bustle of a work period. It was when circular halls were filled with activity, the air thick with lively conversation and other exchanges among people, that the AI felt most comfortable. Not that he was necessarily bothered by the lack of activity when most the employees had seen fit to rest for a few hours. After all, there were always the stragglers who stayed up for the sake of meeting a deadline or simply got too caught up in their work to stop. He did not address these people, usually, however he enjoyed watching them toil away; especially if the end result was them falling asleep in their chair.

       He has a routine when ‘morning’ rolls around. It is one mostly rooted in programming -- switch on the lights, get the water supply refreshed and running, make sure the artificial gravity is properly calibrated to handle the mass of bodies in motion -- though for himself, he has a personal wake up call for two physicists in particular. With a pleasant chime does he address the two, simultaneously despite their separate locations, his voice just a touch above monotone as the lights fade from dim to bright at a slow progression; quite a biased difference from the sudden jolt of illumination in other rooms.

                           “Good morning. A comet passed quite close                             to the station from 00:36 to 01:52 hours.                              Within a hundred fifty million kilometers.”

&. ascxnsion​ // monadohero

[claairvoyancy]

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