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[choosetruth]

Who: Georgia Mason, the crew of After the End Times, and YOU
Where: Republican National Convention
When: the year 2040. But also all through the event.
Rating: idk PG-13, will update if it gets higher.
Summary: Georgia Mason, head of After the End Times and well-known Newsie, is here at the Republican National Convention ready to make some NEWS.
The Story:

The Republican National Convention is a fucking madhouse, but Georgia's used to that. Weeks in on the campaign trail, she's working harder than ever and driving herself to near death trying to run a site and write and cover everything that happens during the election. She's got plenty of betas and interns, of course, and they help, but she still pushes herself to cover as much of everything as she can.

She's here, a vision of journalistic integrity in black and white, sunglasses firmly planted on her face and press pass clipped to her blazer. If she sees a politician or someone else that looks even mildly interesting, she's likely to approach, recorder in hand.

"Excuse me? Georgia Mason, After the End Times. Do you have time for a few words?"

[Come get interviewed, or reply one of the starters below! If none of them work poke me at antivillain and I can set something up.]

Comments

[mrsarcastic003]

I think Cissie's up to the challenge. [Tim grins over at Peter. For the time being, he's glad that the girls' targets are each other--the longer it is before it's his turn to be at the mercy of their imaginations, the happier he is.]

[shorthair]

( clementine nods her approval too. the ladies are seriously kickass like that. she looks up to cissie and mary jane a lot. she likes mary jane chose dare instead of truth. ) Cissie's got this.

( she declares this firmly as she takes a bite of her pizza like a normal person instead of shoving it into her mouth, ahem. )

[cisskabob]

[Cissie does have this. She sits back and smiles a little dangerously at MJ.]

MJ, I'm thirsty. I dare you to bring me one of Georgia's cokes. It doesn't count if it comes from a vending machine.

[dramatic]

( mj gulps. even someone as bold as mary jane watson thinks twice before going anywhere near georgia's stash. of course, she can't show that. gotta bluster until she makes it. she stands with a cheerful smile, wagging her pointer finger at them. )

Don't have too much fun without me.

( to peter, she whispers: ) It was nice knowing you.

( then she's off to see if she can snag that coke. pray for her. )

[mrsarcastic003]

Let's all have a moment of silence for our poor, departed friend. She'll be missed.