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 Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:37 am
 Barth has tuckered himself out just getting to the booth area. The entirety of his booth is a chair, a sleeping candidate, and a Suggestion Box. Edit: There is now also a pen and notepad to write your suggestions with, courtesy of Christof Edit edit: And a tank of snails. Mandy brought them. She is here too. (( Since we've got two days until speeches, I'm going to use this space to make incredibly lazy comics. Post OOCly or ICly a Student Council concern/idea, or something completely unrelated, and I'll probably make a comic out of it. ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:37 am
Suggestions.Snails. mandy brought snails she is running for vice president  Quote: Post your Minipets SN to get one.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:43 am
Jericho walked up to the .... booth, staring at the suggestions box.
Well. Barth was asleep... of course.
Glancing back and forth, he scribbled something out on paper quick, making sure to leave it anonymous before stuffing it into the box and going on his way.
'I suggest voting for Riley.'
Was the note.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:43 am
Taking a break from his own booth for a moment, Christof spotted the sleeping demon just along the way and sighed.
Well. At least it looked like he did it all on his own this time.
After giving the demon a few pokes with the back of his pen to Barth's side, he rolled his eyes, pulled out his pocket note pad and scribbled something down before tearing the sheet out and slipping it into his box.
Presidents should not be so lazy.
He tore out the rest of the pages he had already written on before setting the notebook and pen on the demon and lurched away.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:50 am
Having missed most of the booths during the florestival, the little pup was out and about on his free time trying to educate himself on this topic of "school council" and whatnot. Now was apparently time to meet the candidates and talk with them, even though he had met many of them before and talked with them on a regular basis.
It was certainly a puzzling affair...
However, it wasn't long before he stumbled across a student he hadn't personally met before. And he was... sleeping. It looked like a good enough way to pass the time.
Jove looked at Barth for a second, head tilted. Then he took a mushroom from his pocket, stuffed it in the suggestion box with a tail wag, and trotted off.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 12:03 pm
Hel was pretty eager in checking out more booths, and this candidate happened to be one she missed when she was here for the festival. The reaper walked up to the table and blinked, taking in the appearance of the sloth demon. He was…sleeping? On a suggestion box? The reaper rubbed her chin thoughtfully, staring down at him for a moment longer before taking a piece of paper and a pen and wrote:
A train track is 300 miles long. On one end of the track, Train A leaves the station at 4PM. On the opposite end of the track, Train B leaves at 6PM. If Train A travels 45 mph and Train B travels 60 mph, when will they meet?
The ghoul grinned, and also fished around in her apron pocket for a piece of beef jerky, and folded the piece of paper around it. The valkyrie stuffed it into the suggestion box, and gave the sleeping Barth a pat on the head before she turned around and wandered off. “Looks like you could use the energy, friend!”
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 1:34 pm
it's a box doing it in whatever order i want • Presidents should not be so lazy. 1 pen, 1 notepad  BOOTH LEVEL UP + notepad and pen
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 2:02 pm
• I suggest voting for Riley.
 lizbot A passing gnome happened to glance over and see a certain doodle. Within an hour the tale of Riley and the Great Gnome Rub Out had evolved from rumor to legend. Over the next few days, Riley would finding gnomes loitering wherever she turned, the little men giving her creepy stares while trying to appear rubbable.It's canon because I'm a GM.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 2:57 pm
A sleeping Barth hugging onto a box was... not surprising. Bea came up to him and bent over to take a better look at his face. Yup! He was sleeping alright. "Oh, Barth... Well, might as well leave something in the box for him..." She stood there thinking for a bit, shifting her weight from side to side. After a while,she thought of something and wrote it down neatly on a small slip of paper.
Don't fall asleep during your speech! Stay alert and show leadership!
She carefully dropped the paper into the box, hoping not to wake him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 3:17 pm
There was a loud scarping sound as Mandy trudged towards Barths booth, dragging a table and chair behind her in one hand. Plonking her items down next to where he rested she set down on the table a large glass tank full of a slime n snails, painted on their shells various campaign slogans.
Well. Looked like Mandy was choosing the lazy campaigning option as well.
((OOC: Post your student taking a slime n snails plus your mini sn to get one! It's first come first serve, if I run out you'll just have to wait till I get more in to take one! Also feel free to ask Mandy questions, no guarantee that she'll do more than stare in reply though!))
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 3:19 pm
Passing by the student campaign booth in his quest for a new office door, Dr. Hyde noticed a comatose student holding a box. Pausing, he wondered if he should could a doctor. Then he remembered he was a doctor and knew perfectly well what to do with a passed out student. Reaching in his shirt pocket, he pulled out a vial of purple liquid that the boil's igor friend was likely familiar with. Tilting Barth's head up, he was about to administer proper treatment, when his skellyphone groaned. It was a text from the secretary, something about questionable use of school labs.
The counselor cursed softly and quickly walked away, but not before placing the vial in the suggestion box. Maybe he'd take it on his own if he ever woke up.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 3:26 pm
• A train track is 300 miles long. On one end of the track, Train A leaves the station at 4PM. On the opposite end of the track, Train B leaves at 6PM. If Train A travels 45 mph and Train B travels 60 mph, when will they meet? + 1 beef jerky
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 4:57 pm
• Pretend that the snails have VOTE written on them.
BOOTH LEVEL UP + 1 VP Candidate, ??? Snails
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 5:39 pm
• 1 vial of purple liquid 
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:53 pm
Lattice approached Barth's booth and got a vague idea of what needed to be done 'Vote' and 'Suggestions' sprung out at her easily enough and so did the fact that there were ink pins and paper there. She drifted toward the set up and wrote down:
'Please make writing in ink mandatory for students with special sight needs. Also make students put spots of ink on themselves for their safety. Thank you.'
Obviously the Engraver overestimated Barth's ambition and energy.
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