-El Presidente re-enters the room, this time it's only Juan and 5 soldiers rather than 10 soldiers-
Greetings, -retires to his corner- I believe that someone plans to assassinate me tonight, so if it's perfectly alright, me and my men are going to sleep here in these corner couches when the time comes. I left some guards in my room, they should be arresting any one who tries to kill 'me'.
The Presidente requests that if there's anyone that he hasn't met, that they introduce themselves to him, he would wish to know what company he is in.
"You'd never do something as irrational as dying."No, it's fine...
I'm wondering if they all go out of their way to do this stuff, like some perverted version of revenge.
...Still can't go home, either.
...
What about you? What's your home like?
edited 24th May '12 1:44:15 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist"Dimensional crossroads. Intriguing."
He got up from his levitating sword-seat, and looked around.
"Wouldn't something like that be danger-" asked, glancing at the angry man who had a bunch of knives. He cut off when he realized the two were asleep. He smiled, and remained silent.
edited 24th May '12 1:47:56 PM by gameknight102xx
(Eyes widen. He sits next to Cloud.)
Gee, where to begin...
You've probably noticed my armor, helmet and the cannon in my arm, right? You may think that because I'm equipped for fighting, I must have been created to be a fighting machine. Right? Well, I am equipped for combat, but that's not how it all started.
No. Before that, I was created by Dr. Light to be his lab assistant. Me and my sister Roll were designed for house-keeping. It was a very simple way of life. I enjoyed it. But soon, a man named Dr. Wily rose to jealousy of my Doctor. In his anger against him, he took the eight Robot Masters Dr. Light had created, and reprogrammed them for his own selfish purpose of world domination. Heck! those Robot Masters, my own brothers, were powerful enough to make that happen!
So you know what I did? I wouldn't stand for that. I refused to watch my world get taken away. So I asked Dr. Light to redesign me for combat. I knew it would be dangerous for me to do that, but it was my choice to do it. And I have been defending what I love from that horrible man ever since.
It's by no means easy, Cloud, but I'm alright with it. I actually think I've learned a lot from it to. About myself, about my family, about my world.
So yes. That's where I came from. It's been a long journey... and to think it's still continuing every day...
(Looks sad, puts a hand on Cloud's shoulder.) I worry about you sometimes Cloud. I can see that where you came from was a lot worse off than myself.
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed.-El Presidente falls asleep-
-whispers quietly to himself- I always despised you Presidente, and I heard what you wanted to do, I won't let that slide, At first I despised you El Presidente, It seemed like you wanted a dictatorship, but now I despise you because you aren't following through with it. The other countries are weak with their democracies, Tropico is Strong, and it needs a Strong dictator. -Aims pistol at El Presidente-
-The Soldiers are looking the other way-
"You'd never do something as irrational as dying."(had lost a little bit of his confidence, watching Grand Master joining the fray)
(chuckles and takes a seat near Rachel and Nel) Es ist unglaublich, was die Sterblichen tun können, um die Macht wollen sie gewinnen...
(nods to Megaman) Ich verstehe.
edited 24th May '12 2:19:33 PM by FergardStratoavis
-notices the activity- And here I thought that you'd all not care for a Dictator's death.
The Presidente! Shoot the Traitor! -they open fire on Juan, riddling him with bullets-
-falls over, bleeding to death- I fall for Autocracy, may my memory live for fascists
-El Presidente wakes up- So you were the Assassin Juan, I should of known your Rebel spirit would eventually rear it's head, that's why I brought you in here.
"You'd never do something as irrational as dying."

(Slowly walks up next to Cloud, looking rather solemn, trying not to disturb him to much.)
You did the right thing, Cloud. I don't trust a word that man says.
Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed.