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Janice Sparco walked along the corridor leading to president Halfitti’s study. She was his chief advisor and personal assistant. She also worked secretly for P.A.C.E.

This made it extremely easy for her to spy on him, then report everything back to them.

Janice hated Nino with a passion, but she was also an excellent actress, given she had studied it in college, but decided it would be far more beneficial to pursue politics instead. Her theater background had been helpful to get her in the position that she was in.

She took a moment to ready herself before knocking on the door. Game on, she thought.

“Come in.” Came the raspy, thick response.

The fake smile came naturally for her.

“How are we doing fruitcake.?” A cute pet name he insisted on.

Nino giggled, looking up at her. “Did you find that item I was looking for Fan Jan ?”

She hated the stupid nickname, but faked her response as always. he was too dumb to notice anyway.

She tucked a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear. “Yes, as a matter of fact.”

She reached into the bag she had slung over her shoulder, then handed him the item wrapped in a linen napkin.

His chubby fingers reached for it, then he proceeded to devour the pastry filled with butter cream and walnuts.

Janice had to restrain herself from being disgusted. He reminded her of a toss up between Marlon Brando from The Godfather and Jabba the Hutt. The buttercream squirted from the corners of his mouth.

Geez, what a pig, she thought as she politely handed him a napkin.

“You’re the best Jan.” He mumbled, his mouth still full.

You have no idea, she thought.

“When you’re ready, they’re waiting for you downstairs.”

She flippantly watched as he finished wiping his face.

Janice peaked out of the floor to ceiling window.

The crowd was brewing outside, looking restless. She nodded. OK… A good distraction.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33601927

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thinking about doing some anti elon musk graffiti but i’ve never done any larger scale graffiti before. anyrhing i should know?

General graff rules first

When possible don't paint over someone else's work

If unavoidable then the hierarchy is tags < throwies / throw ups [two or more colours, bold writing] < piece [large and elaborate with multiple colours]

Don't cover a memorial

Political graffiti gets its own place bc its generally large but single colour bc it's writing. Still don't cover a piece but it can run across tags and throwing

Plan what you want to write before you hit the streets so you're not hesitant

Enjoy yourself!

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Janice Sparco walked along the corridor leading to president Halfitti’s study. She was his chief advisor and personal assistant. She also worked secretly for P.A.C.E.

This made it extremely easy for her to spy on him, then report everything back to them.

Janice hated Nino with a passion, but she was also an excellent actress, given she had studied it in college, but decided it would be far more beneficial to pursue politics instead. Her theater background had been helpful to get her in the position that she was in.

She took a moment to ready herself before knocking on the door. Game on, she thought.

“Come in.” Came the raspy, thick response.

The fake smile came naturally for her.

“How are we doing fruitcake.?” A cute pet name he insisted on.

Nino giggled, looking up at her. “Did you find that item I was looking for Fan Jan ?”

She hated the stupid nickname, but faked her response as always. he was too dumb to notice anyway.

She tucked a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear. “Yes, as a matter of fact.”

She reached into the bag she had slung over her shoulder, then handed him the item wrapped in a linen napkin.

His chubby fingers reached for it, then he proceeded to devour the pastry filled with butter cream and walnuts.

Janice had to restrain herself from being disgusted. He reminded her of a toss up between Marlon Brando from The Godfather and Jabba the Hutt. The buttercream squirted from the corners of his mouth.

Geez, what a pig, she thought as she politely handed him a napkin.

“You’re the best Jan.” He mumbled, his mouth still full.

You have no idea, she thought.

“When you’re ready, they’re waiting for you downstairs.”

She flippantly watched as he finished wiping his face.

Janice peaked out of the floor to ceiling window.

The crowd was brewing outside, looking restless. She nodded. OK… A good distraction.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33601927

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Join the Revolution

instead of MAGA, let's become P.A.C.E.

People Against Corrupt Establishment

now we just need some posters and propaganda signs...

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Super

Callous

Fragile

Racist

Sexist

Nazi

Potus

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Saw the perfect sign yesterday at one of the protests.

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Join the Revolution

instead of MAGA, let's become P.A.C.E.

People Against Corrupt Establishment

now we just need some posters and propaganda signs...

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Oui, à peu près aussi stupide qu'ils le sont.

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what a shame it would be if this were to be rebloged by a bunch of people, spreading the message further than the original reddit post could have ever reached.