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A set, sort of like Conan O' Brien's set is the background. A large audience is cheering, the band is playing. The music is lively and fun, sort of like the Rosians. A man appears, he looks British, but he's Rosian. He starts dancing to the entrance music and chuckles. A booming voice can be heard. "And now introuding Michael Donner!" He stops and so his monalauge began.

"Welcome to Night on the Town! The only show that isn't state owned!"

The obvious chuckles can be heard throughout the audience.

"We have a diverse show, we have a racist, two leaders, and a rock star, plus some super secret guests."

The obvious chuckles are again heard throughout the audience again.

"Remember, I do not represent the Government. Anyway, now on to politics. The Corporate Party convention is in a few weeks, and they have alot of support. Predictions are that they might win election that is coming in two years."

Various boos and and cheers can be heard.

"Because as we all now, capatilists are corrupt."

Again, chuckles can be heard throughout the audience.

"Here's an interesting tidbit. The UN rated us as the the nation that exports porn the most."

A roaring cheer can be heard throughout the audience, it continues for a few seconds on until Michael can calm them down.

"We have no shame."

The audience chuckles.

"Right, so let's get to it." He goes over to his chair and sits. "Our first guest is from Communist Mississippi. Though he is the most Nazi man around, introducing, Joseph Mladic!"

A Nazi song in German can be heard, as cheers went throughout the audience. Cheers? You'll find out. Mladic walked over...

((OOC: Audience members can come and shout at the host. But the opening for celebs are closed!))

OOC: hmm this is different, interesting. *tag*

Mladic walked out, snapped to attention, threw his left arm into the air and shouted, "Hail Fabus! White power!"

Around the CM commonwealth, in unison, approximately 200 million children watching the program did likewise...

Mladic walked out, snapped to attention, threw his left arm into the air and shouted, "Hail Fabus! White power!"

Around the CM commonwealth, in unison, approximately 200 million children watching the program did likewise...

((OOC: As we all know t.v. hosts are smartasses))

Michael looked amusingly.

"Careful now, you're in Rose now. If the guns don't kill ya, the citizens will. So Joseph, how's life Mississippi?"

The audience listened attentively.

A young, Fascian, blonde haired, blue eyed woman with a glorious physique and an obvious advantage over men (OOC: Guess what THOSE are) yells out to Michael, "I wan't to have your babies!" before throwing a several flowers tied together with a well lubed condom.

OOC: Your allie, FC, supports the talk show thing! Swoo! :D

Several voiceswere heard in the crowd
"You suck fascist pig"
"Mommy look! A fight instigator and an asshole!"
"I want a muffin now!"
"300 dollars for these seats? Damn you ticketmaster!"

At the very moment that it was announced a representative of CM would appear on the show, the government shut down all broadcasting in the ARSB, censored the channel on all satellite, cable, and broadband feeds, blocked any website pertaining to it, and switched all video feeds to that of a wailing baboon. A ticker ran across the bottom proclaiming the wailing baboon has nothing to do with the CM representative although many citizens believe so.

Mladic replied to the host, "Mississippi is doing well. I am doing well... How are you doing?"


Mladic then turned to the man who yelled at him, and said, "Shall we have a duel about this? Right now? Put your money where your mouth is." Mladic snapped his fingers at a servant who brought a wooden box over, containing two early 19th centry dueling pistols.

ooc- Mladic has won over 300 pistol duels... He can hit a dollar coin at 100 yards with one of these pistols, he is very deadly accurate.

Mladic replied to the host, "Mississippi is doing well. I am doing well... How are you doing?"


Mladic then turned to the man who yelled at him, and said, "Shall we have a duel about this? Right now? Put your money where your mouth is." Mladic snapped his fingers at a servant who brought a wooden box over, containing two early 19th centry dueling pistols.

ooc- Mladic has won over 300 pistol duels... He can hit a dollar coin at 100 yards with one of these pistols, he is very deadly accurate.

((OOC: And we have no gun laws!))

Michael snapped his finger. Every Rosian in the audience took out either a rifle or an SMG. Michael chuckled.

"Like I said, if the guns don't kill you, the citizens will. I personally am good myself. Sure I was dumped by my girlfriend, but I only cheated on her 45 times!"

The audience chuckled, then putting their guns on their lap.

"Right. You know, we have a Facist party here. Unfortunately, the citizens usually kill those without bodyguards. That's those gun laws for ya."

The audience chuckled.

"Right, so what brings you here today?"

((OOC: And we have no gun laws!))

Michael snapped his finger. Every Rosian in the audience took out either a rifle or an SMG. Michael chuckled.

"Like I said, if the guns don't kill you, the citizens will. I personally am good myself. Sure I was dumped by my girlfriend, but I only cheated on her 45 times!"

The audience chuckled, then putting their guns on their lap.

"Right. You know, we have a Facist party here. Unfortunately, the citizens usually kill those without bodyguards. That's those gun laws for ya."

The audience chuckled.

"Right, so what brings you here today?"

Mladic laughed, somewhat nervously, six men in the audience were nervous also, but maintained their cool, they all had crew cuts and wore suits with jackets. (His SRG bodyguard detachment) each made had an MP-5K under his jacket... They were hoping they didn't have to use them.

Mladic laughed, "No, no, dueling is between two men, with dueling pistols... Not regular weapons. I was simply offering any of you insolent lemming worms the chance to duel me in a gentlemanly fashion... If there are any takers?"

Mladic paused and waited for any replies.

OOC: Crikets.....

o.o.c. Jeez CM. It was a joke.....
i.c. a voice calls out

"I'll take you up on that if i can wear a flak jacket...."

o.o.c. Jeez CM. It was a joke.....
i.c. a voice calls out

"I'll take you up on that if i can wear a flak jacket...."


Mladic smiled and then grinned, before he shouted back, "Sure thing, it won't help your head though!"

Mladic laughed, somewhat nervously, six men in the audience were nervous also, but maintained their cool, they all had crew cuts and wore suits with jackets. (His SRG bodyguard detachment) each made had an MP-5K under his jacket... They were hoping they didn't have to use them.

Mladic laughed, "No, no, dueling is between two men, with dueling pistols... Not regular weapons. I was simply offering any of you insolent lemming worms the chance to duel me in a gentlemanly fashion... If there are any takers?"

Mladic paused and waited for any replies.

Michael chuckled.

"Oh guns are for sissies. We usually duel with rapiers. Sergei is a nice dueler himself. Then again he only fights Alexander."

The audience chuckled.

"So mein Kapitan, as you may have noticed, nobody wants to duel you. Now, what brings you to this lovely island we call Rose?"

He heard the audience member and took out an AK-47 from under the table.

"If you're going to duel, at least do it with some manners! Please?"

The audience chuckled as Michael put his AK under the desk.

"Answer his question, he's asked it at least 3 times answer him" yells A strange liitle man in the back

Michael chuckled.

"Oh guns are for sissies. We usually duel with rapiers. Sergei is a nice dueler himself. Then again he only fights Alexander."

The audience chuckled.

"So mein Kapitan, as you may have noticed, nobody wants to duel you. Now, what brings you to this lovely island we call Rose?"

He heard the audience member and took out an AK-47 from under the table.

"If you're going to duel, at least do it with some manners! Please?"

The audience chuckled as Michael put his AK under the desk.

"Well I am here to talk about my new book. I'd like to, it's called "The Rising Tide of Color Against Mississippian World Supremacy"... It's basically about the dangers of the recent non-white population explosion and how we are threatened with being overwhelmed, not now, but in a few decades... It's simple demographics, women in Mississippi are having 12-18 kids each, but white women in other nations are not doing likewise..." He points to a young good looking white woman in the audience, "Take her for example, I doubt she has any children..." He smiles at her, "But I'd be willing to help with that", he says in a sly tone...

the same voice who wanted a flak jacket calls out

"I think I need new underwear.The though of nazi's breeding is scary..."

the same voice who wanted a flak jacket calls out

"I think I need new underwear.The though of nazi's breeding is scary..."


Mladic looked at the man and sternly said, "The thought of low IQ nig--rs breeding scares me... My IQ is over 150 and I should be breeding as much as possible. It's simple Eugenics. Now when are we dueling? The sooner the better, I can remove you from the gene pool."

((OOC: And you have pissed off the Hispanics..))

Some Hispanics from the audience stood up.

"Of course they're not sleeping with the gringos! They prefer us, at least we don't come up short!"

The audience cheered loudly, then stopping a few seconds. Michael chuckled.

"Ooooh dirrrty. But seriously, 10 to 12 children? Hell combine the horniness of the Rosians and the whiteness of the genes, we can give you 50!"

The audience chuckled, some groaned.

"Not our fault the Europeans settled us and we didn't slavery. So you want to sleep with her eh? Eh, she'll probably have sex with you a few... hundred... thousand... times."

The audience let out a huge cheer.

"We have no shame."

The audience chuckled.

"So mein Kapitan, how are the coloreds as you call them a threat to the stability of our already unstable world."

((OOC: And you have pissed off the Hispanics..))

Some Hispanics from the audience stood up.

"Of course they're not sleeping with the gringos! They prefer us, at least we don't come up short!"

The audience cheered loudly, then stopping a few seconds. Michael chuckled.

"Ooooh dirrrty. But seriously, 10 to 12 children? Hell combine the horniness of the Rosians and the whiteness of the genes, we can give you 50!"

The audience chuckled, some groaned.

"Not our fault the Europeans settled us and we didn't slavery. So you want to sleep with her eh? Eh, she'll probably have sex with you a few... hundred... thousand... times."

The audience let out a huge cheer.

"We have no shame."

The audience chuckled.

"So mein Kapitan, how are the coloreds as you call them a threat to the stability of our already unstable world."



Mladic started to speak, "Well it's all in my book, and by the way, every member of the audience gets a signed copy for free... Well basically the inherently low IQ of the common nig--r or the wetback, they are so stupid they don't realize it... It's really a shame, you can't help but pity them... But then when you realize that the pity is misplaced, we must rise up against them and stop them from polluting the world with their corrupting genetic influences and infesting all corners of the Earth with their inferior offspring..."

Mladic then winked at the woman he spoke to earlier.

Mladic started to speak, "Well it's all in my book, and by the way, every member of the audience gets a signed copy for free... Well basically the inherently low IQ of the common nig--r or the wetback, they are so stupid they don't realize it... It's really a shame, you can't help but pity them... But then when you realize that the pity is misplaced, we must rise up against them and stop them from polluting the world with their corrupting genetic influences and infesting all corners of the Earth with their inferior offspring..."

Mladic then winked at the woman he spoke to earlier.

Michael looked at the girl.

"Now I know you, you're that Hispanic I banged!"

The audience chuckled.

"I guess you can't have her hm Mladic? So if the ni**er as you call them is so inferior, why must you whipe them out? Are they so dumb that they'll whipe themselves out? Or is it a manner of fear?"

The audience cheered loudly, the host always started a debate.

"But seriously now. I have a gift for you."

He took out a book from under the desk.

"This is titled "Black and White Defined". This is the book Facists here swear by, I'm sure you'd enjoy it. Just try not to get shot on your way out."

The audience chuckled.

((OOC: Come on audience members!))

Michael looked at the girl.

"Now I know you, you're that Hispanic I banged!"

The audience chuckled.

"I guess you can't have her hm Mladic? So if the ni**er as you call them is so inferior, why must you whipe them out? Are they so dumb that they'll whipe themselves out? Or is it a manner of fear?"

The audience cheered loudly, the host always started a debate.

"But seriously now. I have a gift for you."

He took out a book from under the desk.

"This is titled "Black and White Defined". This is the book Facists here swear by, I'm sure you'd enjoy it. Just try not to get shot on your way out."

The audience chuckled.

((OOC: Come on audience members!))


Mladic looked at the host, and then at the woman, "I'm a graduate of racial science, and it is a blatantly obvious that woman is 100% white, mostly likely from central or southwestern France, possibly northern Spain... So if she wants to, she is more than welcome to leave here with me..."

Ooc- For sake of him being right, have him be right. (He is an ethnologist and a racial scientist, so he can readily identify these sort of things.

OOC: You should interview this guy:
http://img86.exs.cx/img86/7176/FlyingSwordMech.jpg
What about it, ey? And FYI, I made him in Doga with an extra part set.

Mladic looked at the host, and then at the woman, "I'm a graduate of racial science, and it is a blatantly obvious that woman is 100% white, mostly likely from central or southwestern France, possibly northern Spain... So if she wants to, she is more than welcome to leave here with me..."

Ooc- For sake of him being right, have him be right. (He is an ethnologist and a racial scientist, so he can readily identify these sort of things.

Michael narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, you're right, that's the Frenchwoman I banged. And that's up to her..."

The women flipped Mladic off.

"I guess not, well that's the time we have for you. It's been nice having you, read The Rising Tide of Color Against Mississippian Supremecy, it's been nice having you."

Michael narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, you're right, that's the Frenchwoman I banged. And that's up to her..."

The women flipped Mladic off.

"I guess not, well that's the time we have for you. It's been nice having you, read The Rising Tide of Color Against Mississippian Supremecy, it's been nice having you."

Mladic grinned at the woman, as he smuggled chuckled, "Your loss."


Mladic smiled as he shook the host's hand and then handed him a copy of his book. He stood up, snapped to attention, shouted, "Hail Fabus!" and then in a military fashion, turned and strode off the stage and towards where his car was parked. His car was being guarded by two SRG men.

((OOC: That that were interviewed can still stay and do backstage action))

Mladic walked back behind the stage and sat down in a chair and started to smoke a cigar, a young and pretty white girl, just barely over nineteen was working in the stage area near him... She had always been a fan of his "White People's Radio" but listened in secret and kept it to herself, she was in a leftist nation, and the program was hard to receive here... Now was her chance to meet the man behind the broadcasts...



Ooc- Island, why don't you handle that there?

Michael looked as Mladic left.

"Hope he doesn't get killed... right, so our next guest! The owner of Weapons-Tech Inc, a rich bastard, and all around capatilist! Introducing, Terry Les Demones!"

Music started playing again, this time it was 'Here Comes the Money' being played. The audience cheered loudly as Terry walked in...

((OOC: Here comes the money! Here we go! Here comes the money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Dolla Dolla! Dolla Dolla!))

Mladic walked back behind the stage and sat down in a chair and started to smoke a cigar, a young and pretty white girl, just barely over nineteen was working in the stage area near him... She had always been a fan of his "White People's Radio" but listened in secret and kept it to herself, she was in a leftist nation, and the program was hard to receive here... Now was her chance to meet the man behind the broadcasts...



Ooc- Island, why don't you handle that there?

((OOC: Heh >_<))

She looked as Mladic sat down. She was excited, her first time to meet Mladic! She was a secret Facist, nothing about Government oppresion, but the people were hard to convince. She walked up to her and whispered.

"Are you Mladic? I listen to you everyday! But I live in a neighborhood that's so socialist. Luckily the police protects my family, I love the Government but I wish the people could leave me alone."

He got on top of Mladic.

"Take me with you!"

((OOC: And you take it from here @_@))

As Terry walks out he hears the music and starts to dance. after dancing he walks over to the hosts table, and shakes his hand, and says " I Love the Intro very nice. Oh before we start let me say that your Island is beautiful. And that I love you guys. Communist countries make up 30% of our busniess so heres to you( gives a U.S. salute)

((OOC: Heh >_<))

She looked as Mladic sat down. She was excited, her first time to meet Mladic! She was a secret Facist, nothing about Government oppresion, but the people were hard to convince. She walked up to her and whispered.

"Are you Mladic? I listen to you everyday! But I live in a neighborhood that's so socialist. Luckily the police protects my family, I love the Government but I wish the people could leave me alone."

He got on top of Mladic.

"Take me with you!"

((OOC: And you take it from here @_@))

Mladic could harldy contain how aroused this woman had made him, sitting down right on his lap... He smiled at her and then asked her, "Would you like to come back to my hotel and we can discuss this in more detail?"

Ooc: You're going to want to edit that to "She" got on top of him...

As Teery walks out he hears the music and starts to dance. after dancing he walks over to the hosts table, and shakes his hand, and says " I Love the Intro very nice. Oh before we start let me say that your Island is beautiful. And that I love you guys. Communist countries make up 30% of our busniess so heres to you( gives a U.S. salute)

Michael chuckled.

"Yes well, thank God for those insane enviromental restrictions!"

The audience chuckled.

"So tell me, how does it feel to run one of the fastest growing corporations in the entire world?"

Mladic could harldy contain how aroused this woman had made him, sitting down right on his lap... He smiled at her and then asked her, "Would you like to come back to my hotel and we can discuss this in more detail?"

Ooc: You're going to want to edit that to "She" got on top of him...

((OOC: Nah, they get the point))

She chuckled.

"Of course." He started playing with his hair. "We can talk about alot of things..."

((OOC: Okay, that's enough, I figure you can do the rest hm?))

As Terry sits there he thinks to himself " we have enviormental restrictions?" then he snaps back in to reality. and waits for the next question. But then calls his head of production" hey check the emissions levels now ! " and then hangs up the phone.

((OOC: Nah, they get the point))

She chuckled.

"Of course." He started playing with his hair. "We can talk about alot of things..."

((OOC: Okay, that's enough, I figure you can do the rest hm?))



Ooc: Yes, let's just say after they go to his hotel, she enjoys the 'discussion' so much, she accepts his invitation to Mississippi. This can make for a nice few posts of dialogue and such. (more ooc- I need to get Mladic married and fast, people don't live forever, he is already 39 and he needs to have at least 10-15 kids... So if you could get this character a history, names, etc, we could work a marriage RP if yer up fer it?)

Ooc: Yes, let's just say after they go to his hotel, she enjoys the 'discussion' so much, she accepts his invitation to Mississippi. This can make for a nice few posts of dialogue and such. (more ooc- I need to get Mladic married and fast, people don't live forever, he is already 39 and he needs to have at least 10-15 kids... So if you could get this character a history, names, etc, we could work a marriage RP if yer up fer it?)

((OOC: Hmmm, I'll lend her out to you. I personally don't like marriage RPs I'm more of a party guy. Sorry...))

As Terry sits there he thinks to himself " we have enviormental restrictions?" then he snaps back in to reality. and waits for the next question. But then calls his head of production" hey check the emissions levels now ! " and then hangs up the phone.

Michael starts snapping his finger over his face.

"Hey, Mr. Corpy, how's it like to run a company?"

" its like sex, its great up until the part your finished and you are all tried. Running a company is alot like that. It has its ups and downs. I only have 1 regret. I have wasted my life behind a desk and forgot to enjoy life. but I am still 29 years old I have a liitle time left. Also Running a conpany is like having children, employees cry to you for everything." says Terry

" its like sex, its great up until the part your finished and you are all tried. Running a company is alot like that. It has its ups and downs. I only have 1 regret. I have wasted my life behind a desk and forgot to enjoy life. but I am still 29 years old I have a liitle time left. Also Running a conpany is like having children, employees cry to you for everything." says Terry

Michael chuckled.

"The sex I know involves a whip and multiple persons."

The audience chuckled.

"Well, you're in the City of Rose. You know what, let's go on a Night on the Town! Come on!"

He stood up, a camera man was following him, he expected Terry to follow him...

" what the hell. I haven't had a good time since i was shot." thinks terry

" Hey wait up" screams terry.

As Terry runs after mick he see's a girl in the crowd as he passes he throws her a picture of himself with his personel phone number on the back

http://www.rareads.com/scans/11954.jpg?SSImageQuality=Full

Island of Rose cartoonists drew a rather insulting cartoon of how they believe Joseph Mladic looked when he walked out onto the stage.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v293/ComMiss/Mladic.jpg

" what the hell. I haven't had a good time since i was shot." thinks terry

" Hey wait up" screams terry.

Michael and the cameraman waited for Terry. He then exited the building walking along the river that cut through the City. After a few minutes they went up to "Vice Ave." It was called Vice for a reason of course. Yes they had lots of sex clubs. A girl in her 20s walked to Terry and started talking to him.

"Well who are you?" The cameraman focused on the girl. Michael chuckled.

"Yes, we are famous for our shallowness. Ironically, our nudists are the most Christian here..."

Island of Rose cartoonists drew a rather insulting cartoon of how they believe Joseph Mladic looked when he walked out onto the stage.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v293/ComMiss/Mladic.jpg

This cartoon was then spread throughout the world through the internet and other mass media means, of course this was by civilians and not the state, but damn was it funny.

((OOC: Heh, what gave you the idea?))

A half dozen ARSB visitors, all male, emerge from the sex club in front of the camera... They're all obviously drunk as they meander down the sidewalk, each one giving the cameraman the bird. One swigs a bottle of hard liquor.

This cartoon was then spread throughout the world through the internet and other mass media means, of course this was by civilians and not the state, but damn was it funny.

((OOC: Heh, what gave you the idea?))



http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=6953322&postcount=2

His post with a family guy item, so I got the idea to do one also. :D

Michael and the cameraman waited for Terry. He then exited the building walking along the river that cut through the City. After a few minutes they went up to "Vice Ave." It was called Vice for a reason of course. Yes they had lots of sex clubs. A girl in her 20s walked to Terry and started talking to him.

"Well who are you?" The cameraman focused on the girl. Michael chuckled.

"Yes, we are famous for our shallowness. Ironically, our nudists are the most Christian here..."


As terry talks to the girls and walks away with them he looks back and Throws him $20,000, and says" I owe you Mick. hahahaha"

Then mick grabs the money and sticks it into his pocket, then grabs terry and says " remember use Protection"

Terry laughs. and says " i'll be beck before the end of your show. i hope. hahah."

A half dozen ARSB visitors, all male, emerge from the sex club in front of the camera... They're all obviously drunk as they meander down the sidewalk, each one giving the cameraman the bird. One swigs a bottle of hard liquor.

The cameraman focused on the drunkon tourists, Michael chuckled, extending his hand like they were a display on a museum.

"And these are the tourists that enjoy our small businesses. As you can see, they had a great time and appear to be escaping communist opression."

The cameraman zoomed in on the man swigging the hard liquor.

"That is our famous Red Rose Liquor. Can kill a man with 5 drinks, only the few can survive..."

((OOC: I don't like it when people use my chars, but that's what he would've said anyway...))

Michael looked towards the camera.

"Well there goes our nice Corporate bastard. We'll be back after these messages!"

A commercial appears, the background is red, the hammer/sickle and dollar sign appear in the same screen. Soldiers are shown fighting, training, marching and the like. A man appears.

"Join the Rosian Army, serve your motherland!"

The commercial is over, now Michael is back at the studio.

"We'll get back to Terry later. Our next guest is President of Grenval, introducing, Devlin George!"

The audience cheered loudly as Hail to the Cheif played.

* * *

Meanwhile the cameraman was still in Vice Ave...

((OOC: Since Grenval ain't on... any person who wanted to interviewed but couldn't/not his turn can come now.))

The producer started mouthing a message towards Michael. He narrowed his eyes to see what he was saying. After a few moments Michael sighed sadly.

"It seems that Devlin is not here, he is late. Apparently his escort is stuck in traffic."

The audience groaned.

"Well. Bah..."

Only a guest could save the show.

I would like to be on the show later if thats ok.

I would like to be on the show later if thats ok.

((OOC: Will you use correct spelling and nice grammer? Also, it's now or never, because I need a new guest to keep this going... just say yes or no and then I'll tell you my answer))

((OOC: Bump to see if Grenval is online))

o.o.c TIOR my good old NATO buddy. Mind I have soembody apear as a guest?

o.o.c TIOR my good old NATO buddy. Mind I have soembody apear as a guest?

((OOC: Please, this thing is dieing >_<))

"When's my cue?" Celackain actor Richard Jansen asked the director backstage. Jansen was here to promote his latest venture, a musical comedy that was based on recent events concerning NATO and CM. He shot a dirty look at the nazi as he left the building then Jansen went back to pacing around teh room.

"When's my cue?" Celackain actor Richard Jansen asked the director backstage. Jansen was here to promote his latest venture, a musical comedy that was based on recent events concerning NATO and CM. He shot a dirty look at the nazi as he left the building then Jansen went back to pacing around teh room.

The producer started mouthing a sentence to Michael again, luckily a commercial was on. The show went back... to the show.

"Oh! We have a special guest! All the way from Celack, he'll more likely piss you off, Richard Jansen!"

The audience cheered loudly as techno music played loudly throughout the set.

Jansen walks out on stage and waves to the crowd and he walks over to Micheal and stuck out his hand.

Jansen walks out on stage and waves to the crowd and he walks over to Micheal and stuck out his hand.

Micheal shook his head and chuckled.

"Sit sit. So you have come from Celack to aid me in further humiliating Communist Mississippi, I mean, represent their culture and style."

The audience chuckled.

"Mississippians, this is not state owned, remember that."

The audience chuckled.

"That's true. Also I'm here to find someone who wants to play the island of Rose in my latest project. Any volunteers?"

Michael looked at Robert.

"Oh our nice nation is in this? Now this should be interesting."

Michael then stood up and started walking towards the audience, and of course the cheered very loudly.

"Come on people! I need a volunteer!"

((OOC: So who wants to RP a guest? ANybody? I'll wait a few...))

((bump))

[OOC - Sorry about the delay. Will post tomorrow.]