Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
Saeculum Galaxy => Tefillin => Topic started by: Zero on June 08, 2011, 05:56:08 PM
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Another attempt at a campaign would be launched as Magi-Androids flew to the busy areas and began to hand out flyers about the good things Lustre had done in his life, an attempt to boost his reputation somewhat so that whatever schemes Mann or Hermitage hatched would fall flat. They were in the down town area.
At the same time however in the capital region?s epi-center Aseron was walking over to a soon to be demolished store that was the main source of income for a poor family. Should he bail them out? Well since he was in the business district he thought he would handle it himself. So he walked over to the crew about to demolish, passed them a few credit chips and cancelled the demolition saving the family from bankruptcy at the moment.
Now he walked over to the child and took out his galaxy phone, erasing all his contacts from it and all his personal files from it. Kneeling before the child so he could look said child in the face, Aseron said kindly to the child. ?You might need this. If your family ever needs help or anything?give me a call. Just push 1.? He had programmed the number of his phone into the speed dial of the phone he was giving the child as a present.
While he did this, television ads began to go in place of commercial. The background of a Zarethian Flag was chosen this time for his commercial and the anthem of the Zarethians played in the background.
"People of Teffilin. I am Aseron Lustre. Those of you who don't know me are obviously few and far between. The information given by Interpol about me is false and wrong. And to those of you who would spread defaming messages against me I shall only say this, quit while you are ahead. "
And at that pictures of him assisting charities, helping with construction projects and being a good samaitan played all over the planet in place of the normal commercials.The words VOTE FOR LUSTRE were engraved on the flag at the moment in time, shining brilliant different colors against the background of the Zarethian Flag.
And then his commercial ended.
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"Gee thanks mister!" He said, running and taking the phone.
This stunt certainly gave him more people looking at him.
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With that, he walked over to the crowds that had gathered. "If elected the poor, and those about to lose their businesses will not lose them while I am in the sentate, you can take that assurance to your families."
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They were hopeful but very skeptical.
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With that he continued his spree of good deeds at the moment, he was trying to make himself on the popular roll to become stronger among the senators, so that he would build up a good reputation among the people. Magi-Androids handed out brochures, as televisionm ads for Lustre went off all over the planet.
"Lustre is a good man. Vote for him. He is named after your saviour Aser after all."
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OOC- I have Zaks permission
lustre was fined for speaking out against an ally, slander, libel, and almost inciting political turmoil.
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Instead of paying the steep fee of 750,000 credits Aseron Lustre decided on something else. He called up Mazoc on his cell phone and asked. "Can I have access to the pictures and video of your meeting with Ezra Tan please Elder? I need it for something that has come up recently about me being in the race. You see I complained about some of Interpol's information being false and incorrect because it was outdated. And extremely outdated after you read Ezra's mind. Which cleared him of terrorist charges I believe if that is the case, then they had no legal basis for publishing their claims in the channel 7 news." He would wait to pay the fee until the phone call got through.
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When Masoc heard of this he swore. Damn Interpol and their interference. He was rarely angry but this was a bit much. He sent the recording of Ezra to Lustre.
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Aseron then went over to the local news station, published the information, thanked Mazoc and asked him what he should do if another similar occurrence were to happen at the moment in time. Well he did not feel like dealing with the idiots of Interpol and was tempted to shoot them if they came within 500 feet of him at this point. So all he had to do now was find some way to ensure they could not broadcast their information. "Mazoc, do you mind blackballing them from using our media until the election is over?"
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Masoc pondered this for a moment before agreeing. "Ill do something about them." He says, before telling him to get the TV companies to report it.
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"Alright." said Aseron over to the council member Mazoc over the phone. "So, how am I supposed to keep them from interfering if they decide to make an early return of their complaints?" He listened for the moment in time, and then walked over to one of the media officials.He handed them the files on Ezra, which he had printed out/recorded to microchip, and a sound recording of the call he had made with Mazoc. "Please publish this."
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"I'll think of something." Masoc said. The news would publish the information later that night.
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Waiting until later that night in his office, Aseron Lustre thought of his plan that could be used at the moment in time. Now he had his mission that needed to get done at the moment in time. But to do that he would need to make sure certain parties could not intervene in the election, including Interpol. Now he turned his attention towards Mazoc and called him once more at the moment in time. "Also Mazoc...what should I do since hermitage is the one who gave it to the news?"
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"You cant touch him unless you could somehow legally discredit him." Masoc told him.
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OOCn Declassified documents under the Zarethian Freedom of Information act.
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"Can't touch him huh? Also, could you waive my fine? Since it is unjust as my information was true, and theirs was not at the moment the fine was issued?" asked Aseron Lustre considering matters at the moment in time that would allow him not to have to pay a fee for telling the truth currently. While he waited for his response, he began to go take his other phone and prepared to call a delivery resteraunt. He would be working late tonight, and would need some food likely.
Calling up Mil Hut with his spare phone he said. "I'll have 12 Qi wraps, a salad, a pitcher of La'con brew and some wine. Also, throw in any foods you have that are high in protein as well, and anything with caffeine that you have. I have a long night ahead of me at the moment in time. " Then he told them the code to access his account, hung up and went over to the one Masoc was on. "So Masoc, anything you can do such as reprimand him?"
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"Nope. Hes not got immunity but he has connections. And you have nothing on him." Masoc said.
The poor, poor server at the Mil Hut. They just got a new batch of food out and one person ordered it all. Then several more people arrived. "It'll be there in fifteen minutes, sir." She said.
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"I can wait," said Mr. Yevit. He was a patient man.
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Great. He would be paying fees many a moon if Interpol had their way, and there was the problem that he had NO connections. Well, for the current period of time, he might just have to pay. But Lustre was not quite willing to pay those idiots since he had proven beyond a shadow of a reasonable doubt. Going over to the phone with the other person on it, he said to them. "Well, alright. 15 minutes. " And then he went over to the other phone, and said to Mazoc. "See what you can do to get the free waived. I'll see what info I can get on Hermitage."
Waiting the stretch of time that had been recommended by the waiters or waitresses or cashiers at the other end, Aseron decided that he would make a call during this season so that he could have a solution to this madness. But what kind of call would he need to make now to free himself from those idiots?
Looking through the peep hole of his door he waited for the delivery person to arrive so that he could get the food that he wanted now because it seemed that he was hungry.
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There were two delivery people there, each stacked with the food. They struggled to ring the door bell but eventually did.
"Im working on the fee." Masoc told him.
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Welcoming the people into his campaign office, Aseron led them to the living room area of his office and instructed them to set the food down on a sturdy oak table he had in the room. For that would be where he would eat the food when he got good and ready to. Of course, he still had the fee to deal with. If those idiots wanted to play fee wars, perhaps he could do something about it but what would be possible? Any slander or libel would get more of a fine, or expulsion from the race and likely because Interpol held all the advantages even using the truth would get him in trouble. Perhaps if he postponed his campaign, that would be better.
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They did so and asked for payment.
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Handing them twice the payment, that was needed Aseron asked them. "Did Hermitage ever buy food in bulk from you by any possiblity or chance?" Well he hoped that might work, to dispel him from this problem so that he would be free of this madness that was a problem, because he didn't want to deal with those idiots most of the time. When they sat the food down, he paid them thrice what the needed amount was.
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They replied they didnt even know who he was.
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"Alright. Feel free to head back to work. Also have a bigger order than this ready in 2 hours." With that, he sat down and bega to munch on the food immediately. For in this current moment, he needed to eat a lot of food as his body metabolized things too quickly for his own tastes. Obviosuly he would need something to deal with those idiots of Interpol and their harassment of him and Ezra. His phone rang, it was Ezra.
"Wait. You want me to what? Take Will Atlas and get him a weapon license with my senate seat, well you see....as of yet I have not won the election...." An awkward silence followed, and then Ezra gave him instructions to do after he finished eating, and so he resumed eating.
He then called Masoc once more. "Got it gone yet? Or should I pay it?"
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"Listen, kid.Its not going to take a few hours or a phonecall. Its gonna be a bit." Masoc explained.
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Contemplating what could be done in such a foul circumstance, Aseron made a reply to Masoc at the moment and asked him about what was a problem. "Well Masoc, I will be looking for a solution. And try to assemble connections for myself as well so that I can stop any future occurrences and repeats of these events." With that he looked through his phone book at the occurence at time, because as of now he needed a solution.
Finding the number for a high ranking general he called him up. "Hello Sir...."
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"Alright, dont get yourself into any trouble though. This'll be hard enough without you doing something." He says, hanging up.
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Now he dialed the number for the military general he had chosen, an equal ranker to Akki and was a good choice for what he had in mind. Not that he knew much about the person he was calling, except for their name and a brief amount of their history, but that would have to do. For to solve this problem he would need connections in this given situation to put Mann and Hermitage off of his back permanently. But what ranking one would be good for him in the person. Aseron did not feel like dealing with the idiots of Interpol.
"Is this Kotor Malak?" He asked as he dialed the number.
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"Yes it is. Who is asking?" The Kotor asked.
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"Someone who is running for senate. Listen, I kind of need a favor from you. If you are willing to grant it..." said Lustre, he was not sure if it would be of much help to him to offer this guy anything in order to get those interpol idiots to permanently lay off of him permanently.
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"I need to know who it is first." Kotor said, a little confused.
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"Aseron Lustre." He said over the phone. "And the favor I need from you is simple. But how about we meet at my place, I have a lot of food if you are interested."
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"Why cant we talk about it over the phone?" Kotor asked hesitantly. He was just about to go to sleep....
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"Fine. I'll just email you the details. " An email was sent that had all the information on Mann, and Hermitage and all the harassment that had been done to him at the moment in time, including the outdated information that was dealt out by Interpol as well. "There. I want you to make them stop interfering with the race."
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"Right...Thats not exactly within my power..." Kotor said slowly beginning to think the person on the other side was a bit loose in the head.
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From the tone of the guy, Aseron could tell he wasn't thought of as sane. The phone hung up, Lustre was tired of all this pomp and fancy garments and what not he had to wear during this mess, and how he had acted. Well he had a few things that he needed to accomplish for himself. Some sleep would be needed now, so he hung up and unplugged all his phones, cleared all his schedule and walked to bed.
Laying down on it, Lustre would get some sleep hopefully for the rest of the night. Without any interference hopefully from the peanut galleries as he did not have it in him for the rest of the night to deal with Interpol, hermitage or any other problems either, since he was so sleepy.
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"Hello?" Kotor asked, then, seeing as there was no answer, hung up and went to bed.
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Waking up in the morning, he would go through his morning routine. Changing into a business suit out of the pajamas he had worn the night before, Aseron went into the kitchen and prepared his morning cup of Zava, a Zarethian version of the beverage known as coffee. Throwing a couple of bagels with magic in the toaster he sighed. Things were going to get worse before they got better apparently and so he walked to his closet. Now more than ever something had to be done, and it was about time he used one of the gifts Ezra had given him for just such an emergency.
Changing out of his tuxedo into the second skin v2 that had been given to him by Ezra as a tool in case he needed it for his campaign or if he needed to ditch people an idea began to form in the mind of Aseron, a way to legally put Interpol's interference to rest for the rest of the senate race. Of course he would have to play his cards right to accomplish this but still. With that he pulled out his galaxy phone and began to check the phone book for the nearest court house that would do for this mess.
No more legal trouble was needed that much was for certain. To handle such, he would likely have to go beyond his current means of survival, 60 billion credits that had been paid to him by Ezra for him to win the race, so that it was not full of people who hated the Narrikians so blatantly, IE racists. But if he was to win he would need to remove the aspect of interference from this race, or aspects. In this case that was both Hermitage, and Interpol. So he skimmed the phone book looking for the number for a court house that would help him. "Which one is it?"
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The first court house he found was Grand Jury Court, on East West Mainstreet.
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Cool. One that would work, and it hadn't taken too long to find. So he dialed the number for the court house with one phone, and summoned his other to his hand and called Masoc up. Using the one with Masoc first he asked. "Does it go against any election regulations to file an injunction against Interpol, a cease and desist order?" While he waited for the court house to pick up he would talk with Masoc, and make sure his scheme was legal.
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OOC- hey Zak, I forgot if you cleared this when I Skyped you last night... if you didn't approve of this punishment, then disragard this post, but tell me if I was mistaken .
<<<Immediate Wire from the Zarethian Government... Department of Foreign affairs and Department of Political Stability. As follows.....
AS PER SENATE ELECTORAL POLICY, THE CANDIDATE, ASERON LUSTRE'S CAMPAIGN PRIVLAGES ARE HEREBY REVOKED FOR THE LENGTH OF 10 DAYS (IRL) ANY VIOLATION OF THIS WILL RESULT IN FURTHER FINES AND INCREASE IN REVOKE TIME. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION.
-Alice Walker, Dir. Of Foreign Affairs
-Administrator, Greg Lovell, Political Stability Head Administrator.
<<<END>>>
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OOC: Now that's just cruel, but it does make sense. You don't want someone from another nation messing with your election.
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OOC: Sorry, Lyoko. I think the fine is enough as is. The post is nulled, Hawk.
"No. If you were to request it within the confines of the court then you could technically stop Interpol." Masoc said.
The phone with the court picked up, answered by an automated assistant. "Yes? What is your quandary?"
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Going over to the phone that had the court person Aseron Lustre would ask a simple set of questions. "Could an injunction be put up against Interpol to stop their interference in the race for the senate? If so, how much would it cost?" He also ordered someone in his office, and they sent payment to the government.
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"Yes. An injunction can be filed against almost any party not already unable to interfere with the senatorial elections." The aide said. "Standard fee is 500 credits."
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With that spoken about and prepared Aseron walked out to his motorcycle and got on it and drove to the court house clad in his tuxedo, not a hint of food or damage on his clothing. He brought about 30 million credits with him, to ensure there would be no legal loopholes for Interpol to use. He then walked in. "I'd like to file an injunction against interpol..." He said to one of the clerks that he encountered now.
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"Please fill out the form and submit it. Your request will be reviewed and processed. You'll hear about it next week." She said, giving him a paper to fill out asking about the injunction and why.
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Writing on the paper, Aseron considered what could be done against Interpol. So he wrote on it the reason was to end unnessecarry hassles during the races. And he wrote that it would just ban them from intervening in the mess of the election to save time.
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"Thank you. You'll get a response in a week." She said.
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With that he walked back to his motorcycle, driving it back to his office. There he would check the digital polls of a fansite, to see what the ratings were for him currently, and those of his opponent, Eric Mann.
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He would see that his ratings were currently 50% higher than Mann's.