Mayor Pablo Mitchell

Night Vale needs the Vale games.

And I can kill you off.

You just basically summed up Night Vale itself.

#reallythemayor

A lost case [Open rp]

#open rp #someone?#indie rp

A sight escaped Pablo as he gazed up in the sky. One of the documents he had been carrying had just been swept away in the wind. Raising an eyebrow he gave a soft smile. 'May the smiling god be in my favour' The only thought that ran through him was the hope that someone would bring it back. Perhaps to his office, perhaps somewhere else. Just somewhere where he would be able to find it. The document itself was a letter from StrexCorp to inform him of the new rules. He was still holding on to the rules but the letter itself was missing. To the one who found it it would be confusing as the letter said;

Dear mayor Mitchell

We hope our previous writing has arrived on time. This letter will be followed by a package of documents describing the new set of rules we wish you to follow.

Please keep in mind to write us back your approval. Approval or not we would like an answer. Behind the documents you will find a contract which you will have to sign and mail back to us.

We thank you for your time. StrexCorp

Oh how he hoped someone would find it and bring it back. Pablo didn’t even know the address out of the top of his head!

M!As

((The Mun reserves the right to deny any M!A they are not comfortable with))

Gender Bender: Muse is the opposite gender for ___.

Baby: Muse is pregnant and due in ____. (Father specified by anon)

Sight: Muse is blind for ___

Hearing: Muse is deaf for ___

Ariel: Muse doesn't have a tongue for ___

Memory: Muse cannot remember anything for ___

Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____

Fear: Muse will be terrified by something or someone (anon specifies who) for ___

Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themselves for ___

Basket: Muse finds a baby in a basket and has to take care of it for ___

Love: Muse will be in love with (Anon decides) for 2 days

Cloak: Muse will be Invisible if wearing a special Clothing (Anon decides) for 3 Hours

Cough: Muse will be ill for 14 Hours

Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 4 Days

Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.

Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk and hit on everybody, lasts 3 Hours

Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours

Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours

Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides)

Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies)

Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what)

Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours

Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day

Sick: Muse will be sick with a unique flu for (Anon decides. Anon may also specify flu symptoms, they can even be really odd, different from Cough curse.)

Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)

Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.

Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)

Extremist: Muse becomes an extremist for (Anon specifies and decides for how long)

Class: Muse will believe they are a high-class prostitute for (Anon decides)

Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)

Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours

Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours

Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours

Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours

Dream: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours

Impression: Muse thinks they are a ______ (Anon pick an animal) for 15 hours

Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 16 hours

Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour

Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)

Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days

Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)

Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 4 days

Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)

Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 18 hours

AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week

Craving: Muse will have an unusual craving for (Anon specifies) for 9 hours

Mother: Muse suspects everyone has insulted their mother for 4 hours

Thin Ice: Muse strays onto thin ice and falls through unless saved. (Mun chooses whether they live or die)

High Tide: Muse is trapped in a cave with water that will fill it in 4 hours.

Pins and Needles: Muse feel as if someone is sticking needles in them for 2 hours.

Crawling Bugs: Muse becomes paranoid of bugs crawling on his/her skin and keeps hallucinating that there are bugs crawling on them.

Angel: Muse is and angel for ___

Demon: Muse is a demon for ___

Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___

Broken: Muse is mentally broken and upset with themselves to the point that they harm themselves for ___

Neko Kid: Muse turns into a little neko kid version of themselves, acting with cute cat-like instincts and such for ___

Feel free to add more!

A lost case [Open rp]

A sight escaped Pablo as he gazed up in the sky. One of the documents he had been carrying had just been swept away in the wind. Raising an eyebrow he gave a soft smile. 'May the smiling god be in my favour' The only thought that ran through him was the hope that someone would bring it back. Perhaps to his office, perhaps somewhere else. Just somewhere where he would be able to find it. The document itself was a letter from StrexCorp to inform him of the new rules. He was still holding on to the rules but the letter itself was missing. To the one who found it it would be confusing as the letter said;

Dear mayor Mitchell

We hope our previous writing has arrived on time. This letter will be followed by a package of documents describing the new set of rules we wish you to follow.

Please keep in mind to write us back your approval. Approval or not we would like an answer. Behind the documents you will find a contract which you will have to sign and mail back to us.

We thank you for your time. StrexCorp

Oh how he hoped someone would find it and bring it back. Pablo didn't even know the address out of the top of his head!

#pam's gone to bed :c #open whatever #open rp

The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

The kiss was soft and gentle. Not what she was used from him. “Pablo….” Her voice came out as a light whisper as she looked up at him. He was being so sweet to her. Her grip tightened on his shirt as she pushed her head up to place her lips upon his. The sheer force knocked them both backwards on the couch leaving her lying on top of him. She needed to feel his body against hers. Reassure herself that she wasn’t alone.

#reallythemayor #closed rp #why would I stop?#I'll be back in an hour

A light gasp escaped him as the force of their bodies colliding threw them down on the couch. He was shocked at the reaction he recieved but did not complain. His eyes closed as his hand swiftly found their way underneath the back of her blouse. They ran along the bare skin of her back rubbing soothing circles. He pressed her close against him, arousal starting to become evident. Lightly nipping at her lips he pushed his tongue into her mouth.

The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

His embrace tipped her over the edge. The usual composed woman wrapped her fingers in his shirt as tears escaped her. She didn’t want this. She didn’t want to leave her Night Vale. She was their mother. Even Cecil referred to her as that! “No.” Tilting her face upwards she looked at him with a sad smile. “You can’t step down, Pablo. Desert Bluffs needs you. Without you StrexCorp would rule everyone.” Her heart fought with her words. But this was for the best. She wouldn’t take it away from him. She knew the pleasure being mayor gave. She wouldn’t ruin his life.

He frowned lightly and wiped her tears away. He didn't want her to cry. He wanted her to be happy. "Pam... I would do anything for you. Just say the word...." A light kiss was placed upon her lips hoping it would cheer her up. He did not expect his urge to deepen the soft kiss nor did he anticipate the want for his hands on her body. Instead he pulled away and sighted softly. He didn't want to abuse her fragile form. He didn't like seeing her like this. she was strong and confident. Nothing could ever bring her down. This wasn't how she normally was.

The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

She closed her eyes at his questions and frowned. “It’s not my choice, Pablo.” She sighted as her hands started rubbing the hem of her blouse between her fingers. She needed a distraction. this is why she hadn’t wanted to talk to him. He wouldn’t understand. “I’m ordered. I don’t want to do this. It was-” Her lips shut themself tightly preventing her from saying anything. Her head dropped low as she took a shaky breath. City Council was preventing her from saying anything more. Even here, so far away from the city they could still reach her. Still have a hold on her. “I’m sorry…”

He understood. She had to abide by the rules of City Council just like how he was a slave of StrexCorp. They wanted the same. Their own lives. The right to live as they wanted. Without a word his arms wrapped themself around her frail figure and pulled her into his embrace. Kissing the top of her head he closed his eyes. He would have to continue on without her. He didn't want that. "Everything will be fine, Pam. We'll still have each other. I could step down as well and we could find another town to live in." He knew his words were just dreams. wishes that would never come true. He knew that she was faithfull to her town. Just as he was to his own. And live together? They weren't even dating. How would they ever adjust to seeing each other daily? To hiding their abilities? To a normal plain American town?

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The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

Her legs crossed as she leaned back in the couch. “It was horrible! I lost my powers completely! I was lucky I wasn’t in my horse form when it happened. You should have seen Cecil! He looked so weird without his tattoo’s and third eye. The town was so silent.” She frowned at the thought. She really hated Halloween. But ah… What could be done about it? It was the only day in the year when they and their town resembled a normal American town. She loathed it.

An eyebrow rose as he gestured to himself. She had always seen him like this. only on rare occasions would he come as how he truelly was. “You know I prefer it when you meet me like this. The blood distracts me from our discussion.” With a soft smile she thanked him for the glass. Her body angled towards him easilly invading her personal space but both didn’t mind. “To our towns.” She agreed and clinked her glass with his.

After taking a sip she placed her glass on the table and took a deep breath. “I’m stepping down as mayor.” She hadn’t told him yet. Her gaze moved everywhere in the room except on him. They had been elected at the same time and had become close. Closer than friends would be. But this was a subject she had avoided for as long as possible. With the year coming to an end and mayoral elections happening soon she couldn’t keep hiding it.

"What...?" It came as a complete shock. His eyes widened as his hand trembled. "Why...? Pam.. You love that town. Why would you step down? Why would you...? What are you even thinking?!" His glass of wine was emptied within seconds. Setting the glass aside he took a hold of her cheeks and turned her face to his. Effectively focusing her gaze back on his own. "Pamela... What's going on? What happened...?"

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The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

The cabin provided a cool and safe get-away from the sound of her own town. She welcomed the peace and silence. Closing her eyes Pam leaned back into the couch. Even though she shared this cabin with the ever annoying mayor of Desert Bluffs she enjoyed it. The cabin itself was located right between Night Vale and Desert Bluffs. Common ground so to speak. It was here that the mayors met up to help each other and their own town. A little bit of advice could never hurt.

An eyebrow raised itself at the sound of a car outside. It was so dull. Pablo tended to act so human and mundane all of the time. She heard the cardoor shut along with the soft beeping that signalled its closing. Standing up from the couch she made sure an ashtray was positioned on the coffee table. He’d need it. Hearing his footsteps on the porch she moved and opened the door.

Her face remained unamused as she stepped aside to allow him entrance in the cabin. “Pablo.” She nodded his name as a greeting before she closed the door behind him. “There’s wine in the fridge.” With a small smirk she settled herself down on the couch again.

Having expected the cold greeting Pablo merely nodded and watched as she sat down on the couch. She was an interesting woman to him. Shrugging out of his coat he hung it on the back of one of the dining room chairs. His cigarettes were slipped out of its pocket and placed on the coffee table. "How was Halloween?" He looked up at her with a grin before moving into the kitchen. They met each other once a month. "Ours was fun! The streets were dirtied up by removing the blood and dead bodies. The children covered themself in make-up to hide the scars and gaping wounds and went trick-or-treating. I had a lot of curious children on my doorstep. Interested in some candy. After all, candy is forbidden on normal days!" With another smile he took the bottle of wine out of the fridge and uncorked it. Taking two glasses out of the cabinet he moved back into the living room. With a laugh he set them down on the table and ran a hand through his hair.

"Freaked them out when I opened the door like this." He gestured to himself and the way he was dressed. No blood, no wounds, no torn clothes. Nothing. Reaching out he took a hold of the bottle and poured wine in the glasses. With a smile he handed one of the glasses to her before sitting down on the couch besides her. "A toast! May our towns be forever fortunate and our lives forever interesting."

The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

Sand lightly blew up into his eyes as he stepped out of the car. It was a hot, clingy night as always. The wooden shack in front of him had light shining out of it's windows. Perhaps she was there already. Locking his car behind him Pablo made sure to fix his shirt. It was always endearing to meet with her. The meetings tended to start out simple. How their towns were doing and what they were planning. They tended to end in utter chaos however. Pablo usually arrived back in Desert Bluffs with torn clothes, his hair in complete dissarray and his face marked with scratches. He enjoyed it however. He took a deep pleasure out of riling her up. It was a mere game to him.

He softly stepped up on the small steps leading to the wooden porch. Running a hand through his hair, his other hand made sure that his cigarettes were still in his jeans pocket. He would need them after this. The door opened with a loud noise as he looked up to come face to face with Pamela Winchell. A cocky smile settled on his lips at the sight of her.

"Hello Pamela."