Hotdog's Inaugural Address (un:hotdog)

[oorah]

So I guess I'm the fucking mayor of this shithole now. Pretty funny for a guy who never voted in his life. I don't know whether to thank the assholes who voted for me or punch you all, but I always was better at punching than saying thank you so you can guess where I'm leaning.

I'm taking this to mean the Natives are washing their hands of us. They don't want to be responsible for what happens next, but they still want to reap the benefits if we manage to make progress with the Sound Eaters. I get why they're scared, but where I come from death is always permanent and patriots lose their lives every day so the people back home can be free. Even if we come back, that doesn't make our sacrifice mean less.

Alright, enough of that bullshit, I'm getting to a point. All of us are going to pool our resources and Soundproof the Communal Houses. I want as many done as possible before the new people get here. We're constructing a Prison too which needs to be fully soundproofed and tough enough to keep shitbags inside. If there's anyone or anything you're worried about coming here from your world, you can let us know HERE. Mike is putting together a book so we'll all be ready. If you want to help, drop off materials at the Clinic, which is always looking for volunteers. Stay tuned for us rehabbing the Hospital too. We need anyone who knows any fucking thing about medicine and repairing androids or whatever that shit is.

No one does anything alone, there need to be witnesses to everything that happens in this crater. If you go out to the Sound Eaters: Bring your device and record. We don't know if the memory loss from the Room is permanent, but it's better not to risk being wrong. We need all the information we can get on those things. I'm doing a trip when the new arrivals get here out to Monster Island. If you want in, let me know.

That's all for now. Hotdog, over and out. [ threadjack to ur hearts content ]

Comments

[oorah]

[ well surprise one of those people is mr. wheeler. but yes will and eleven have the worst dads ever so fuck them too. ]

i didn't think anyone would vote for me, but now that i'm king of the shitpile apparently i may as well make what i can out of it.

nice to meet you [ wheeler... huh. ] any relation to mike wheeler?

[unchancy]

You too, Mr. Mayor.

[ she doesn't know about emojis, or she would have added something to convey her teasing tone. sorry, man. hotdog is embarrassing, and she won't say it seriously xoxo ]

He's my little brother.

[ Hence her concern for the child population. Figures this guy knows him, when he's namedropping Mike's bestiary. ]

Thanks for supporting his project.
I'm sure it means a lot to him.

[oorah]

yeah [ that will never not be weird fuck. also he's skipping over the brother-sister thing while he PROCESSES. how has this not come up yet?! ]

it means a lot to everyone. if someone or something bad comes through the reset room in a few days we should all be ready.
he's a smart kid your brother

[unchancy]

[ it takes her a little longer to reply. listen, she's been nicer to mike this month than she has in her entire life... it's weird.

still, frank isn't wrong. mike's clever in everything — from snatching her piggybank to looking out for eleven. ]

Yeah, he's the real brains of the family.

[ especially compared to dad... ]

And I guess I'm the brawn, so don't overwork him.

[ jokingly threatens the punisher hell yeah hell yeah ]

[oorah]

[ at first it sounds like sarcasm. frank never had a sibling growing up, but he's cohabitated with david long enough to know what it's like in some ways. the sass means you love them. he knows she loves mike and cares for him and that's enough to endear herself to frank immediately. at least mike has someone looking out for him back home. and he thinks nancy and he can work together here to make sure he doesn't get in [too much] trouble. ]

i'll keep that in mind. but he's the one who insisted on being fight club president.
let me know if you want in on that by the way

[ casually challenges her back even tho he's a brick shithouse and she's a slim teen girl. whatever. ]

[unchancy]

[ wheezes so that's what fcpresident means... she thought it was a d&d thing.]

Please tell me that's a referee style position.

[ JESUS MIKE ]

Count me in either way. What type of fight club is it?

[ nancy doesn't know any hand-to-hand, but maybe that's a good thing to learn when she doesn't have a bat or a shotgun this time. ]

[oorah]

i'm teaching him and the other kids to fight. he named it. it's not really a fight club. more like a dojo

[ he leaves her coordinates to his house, where the "dojo" resides. ]

i guess it's also a way to blow off steam. there's not a lot of that around here.

[unchancy]

Like the Karate Kid?

[ you betcha that's her only exposure to the term "dojo" ]

Where'd you learn how to fight?

[ Jonathan's shitty dad had taught him to shoot. ]

[oorah]

yeah like that.

the united states marine corps

[unchancy]

Wow.

[ that's good, right? the government may be supporting experiments on children, but soldiers are still brave and good and doing their best — or something like that. maybe. the hawkins cops were... honestly pretty gross on top of being unhelpful when barb disappeared, but the sheriff seems like he's doing his best. she can only hope frank's more like him 'cause this is the guy her brother idolizes, apparently. ]

I have all my PE credits, and I learned how to shoot a gun a year ago. Still wanna fight me?

[ teasing, obvs, but don't fucking disappoint her brother k (◠‿◠✿) ]

[oorah]

yeah i do, sounds like you'll make it challenging for me too.

[ man mike kept his sister a secret and she's a badass? he's disappointed in u son ]

you know how to use a knife, nancy? guns don't do much good here. [ as much as it pains him to say ]

[unchancy]

[ whoa hey a man not talking down to her?? intriguing. ]

That's me.

[ nancy wheeler: monster hunter, badass. or something. she's working on it.

guns are too loud, huh. figures. it feels slightly vulnerable to answer his question, taking her back to the night she saw the demogorgon in the woods alone, before she learned how to protect herself. ]

Only in an outdoorsy way.

[ she hasn't practiced with knives, seeing as close-range weapons would have been useless against the demogorgon. ]

[oorah]

i can tell you can take care of yourself. but that's what fight club is about. all of us can hone our skills and help each other - it was all mike's idea. he's a good kid.

[ and no, he doesn't really see the point in talking down to women. most of them are more capable than he could ever hope to be, especially around this place. ]

guns and knives are tools. they're not magic.
if you learn how to use them they won't let you down when it counts.

[unchancy]

Just like anything else you pick up and carry.

[ a bat, a rock, a fire poker — a gal's gotta make do. ]

I'll be sure to stop by. You have any spare tools?

[ in the spirit of being helpful and all ;) ]

[oorah]

exactly.

i might have something. i'll send you coordinates to our house.

[unchancy]

[ score!! ]

Cool.
Then I'll see you later.

[ to truly size up mr mayor frank hot dog. ]

[oorah]

yeah. see you around, nancy.