[center][b][u][h2]~Elsabeth Monroe: A Special Program, Brought To You By The GMs!~[/h2][/u] [h3]Starring: Elsa Monroe, Glenn Anderson, Carmen Young, and David Mexatus![/h3] (a collaboration by Rune, Ogo and Bunny!)[/b][/center] She was right. She was completely and totally right. That jerk barely let her have a word in edgewise, and when he did, it was just enough to make her look like an idiot. But at least it was over, right? She just had to hold it in for just a few more moments, then commercial would hit, and she could just go. She'd leave early today. Maybe go home and just cry. Or get some ice cream. Anything to forget this stupid day and that stupid fatass across the table with his stupid glasses and that stupid goatee and his stupid show. It was just stupid. Never again. She didn't care what the Chief said. He could just shove it for all she cared. This wasn't happening again. [color=fff79a][b]"Well, thanks for stopping by, Ms. Monroe. We're about to go to commercial break, but when we come back, I'll be sitting down with two of Johto's biggest names: Carmen Young and David Mexatus. Don't touch that dial, we'll be right back."[/b][/color] [b]"And...we're good. Good job everybody. Let's go. You, get out of there."[/b] The man pointing at her, some balding jerk named Saul, was sipping on coffee and barking orders to everyone around. But Elsabeth was more than happy to oblige. She hopped up out of the seat and left the little recording room, not giving Fat Bastard a single glance. Just get home, Elsa, babe. Just get home and it'll all be alright. And she had almost done it. But as she reached the door, it opened by itself. Elsabeth was momentarily stunned. What the door had opened upon...she could barely believe her eyes. It was her. [b][color=bc8dbf]"Um, hello,"[/color][/b] said Carmen Young, smiling uncertainly. She was balancing a tray of coffee somewhat precariously on one hand. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Would Mr. Anderson happen to be here right now?"[/b][/color] Th-That was...That was her. THAT was CARMEN YOUNG. There probably wasn't a person in Johto that didn't know who she was. She was just an actress some years back. Elsabeth had caught a few of her movies. Carmen did pretty well...though some of the movies were uh, less than stellar. But then BOOM! BAM! She just up and disappears. Nobody really knew what happened to her, but a bit later she lands on the political scene. College degree and everything. And despite most thinking she'd be a joke, she kicked ass! She took the scene by storm, confidently taking the reigns of... Oh Arceus. She hadn't said anything. Carmen Young was standing here in front of her, asked her a question, and all she had done was stare at her like a brainless fangirl. Think, Elsa, think! [color=6ecff6][b]"Y-yeah! He's uh...He's back in the room. Right over uh..."[/b][/color] Stammering, starstruck Elsabeth turned, stepping out of Carmen's way and pointing towards the recording booth, where that disgusting slimy shark had just lit up ANOTHER cigar. Did he breathe off the crap? Jeez... [color=bc8dbf][b]"Oh, wonderful!"[/b][/color] said Carmen, smoothing out the bottom of her suit-jacket. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Thank you. Want a coffee? I brought rather a lot. They're all caffè lattes, though."[/b][/color] Elsabeth's eyes lit up. PLAY IT COOL, ELSA. She nodded, smiling. She took a latte and took a drink. It was glorious. As if the Gods above had deemed her fit and cast down a messenger, one who delivered upon her the sweet nectar reserved for Angels. Was Carmen an Angel? Carmen smiled and brushed past her to head into Glenn's studio, closing the door behind her. Elsa could see them talking through the glass window: Carmen looked oddly happy, and the fatass... was he laughing?! He'd taken a coffee from her, and was somehow managing to drink it without taking his cigar out of his mouth. [color=f7976a][b]"Well, if it isn't miss Elsabeth!"[/b][/color] said a redheaded man wearing a business suit. He wore a friendly smile on his face as he greeted Elsa. [color=f7976a][b]"You look lovely today! I have to say, you did fairly well in that show you just did! Really, Glenn needs to learn some manners."[/b][/color] Elsabeth nearly jumped when the new voice hit her. She had still been enjoying her amazing coffee, but now it rushed rapidly down her throat, touching the edges with soft, burning fingers. She turned. Wh...Who was this? Did she know him? He was...wow. Uh, no. Never seen him before. Was he- Oh. What'd the fatass say? He mentioned that...well, that Carmen would be on the show. Who else? Da... Carmen opened the door. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Hey, David!"[/b] [/color]she said. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Are you bothering that girl? Well, good timing, anyway-- Glenn and I were just about to get started on the interview."[/b][/color] David. David Mexatus. That's right. She knew the name, but she had never seen him before. [color=f7976a][b]"Me? Bother a lovely young lady? Please."[/b][/color] He chuckled. Carmen sighed. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Come on, David, I have a meeting in an hour that I'd really like to be on time to. And the coffee's getting cold."[/b][/color] [color=f7976a][b]"Oh alright, I'm coming."[/b][/color] he said to Carmen with one of his smiles before turning briefly to Elsa. [color=f7976a][b]"Well, sorry for cutting this short but little miss princess over there always ruins my fun."[/b][/color] Carmen rolled her eyes and turned away, heading back over to Glenn with a flick of her long, lavender hair. Gosh. She was standing in the shadow of giants. She took a nervous gulp of coffee. [color=f7976a][b]"Before I do though-"[/b][/color] He said, reaching into a pocket and taking out a business card. [color=f7976a][b]"Here. I do listen to your show, actually. You ever want me on it, for let's say...a personal interview I'd be more than happy to oblige."[/b] [/color]After handing her the card, he followed after Carmen, adjusting his tie to make sure it looked presentable. [color=6ecff6][b]"A-Alright then. T-Thanks. Go uh...knock 'em dead. Haha...ha."[/b][/color] And with that, she scurried past David, heading closer to the door...but she stopped. She stopped and turned around. She was curious. How the hell did a fatass like Glenn get guests like this? She had to see. As much as she detested the thought of being this close to the putrid slimeball for much longer, she just had to hear them. She slinked back to the window, standing a bit back from the crew and peered in. The three had gathered around the table. It looked like the show was about to start. And as if confirming her thoughts, Saul hit a button and flashed Glenn a thumbs up. So that's how the asshat got her... [color=fff79a][b]"Welcome back folks, Glenn Anderson here. You’re listening to the ‘Anderson Hour’. Thanks for tuning in. Today, we'll be once again talking about the plague that is the PokeProblem: What it is, and what we should do about it. Joining me in the studio today are Ms. Carmen Young and Mr. David Mexatus. Carmen, David, go ahead and say hello to folks listening at home?"[/b][/color] He pointed a disgusting stupid finger at Carmen first, then David. [color=a187be][b]"Hi everyone,"[/b][/color] said Carmen into the microphone. [color=a187be][b]"I'm Carmen Young, chairwoman of the Democratic Johtonese People's Party. It's great to be here today! Isn't that right, David?"[/b][/color] [color=f7976a][b]"Indeed, Carmen!"[/b][/color] David replied, speaking loudly and clearly as he reached for a drink. [color=f7976a][b]"It's a pleasure to be here with both you and Glenn today. Thank you for the invite."[/b][/color] [color=fff79a][b]"Super."[/b][/color] Glenn started, pausing to take a drink. [color=fff79a][b]"Fine guests, both of these. To our listeners at home who might not know what the two of you do, mind telling us a little about it? Let's start with you, Carmen."[/b][/color] [color=a187be][b]"Why, certainly! I'm a politician, which basically means that I've been trying to help make Johto a better place,"[/b] [/color]said Carmen. She laughed, covering her mouth delicately with the hand not occupied with holding her coffee. [color=a187be][b]"I've been campaigning to help push forwards laws that make Johto a safer nation to live in, focusing mainly on the regulation of Pokemon ownership in Johto."[/b][/color] [color=a187be][b]"One of our greatest achievements since the outbreak of feral Pokemon has been passing the Minimum Age Law a few years ago, which bumped the minimum age for kids to start their Pokemon journeys up to sixteen."[/b][/color] At this she smiled. She seemed a little proud of the DJPP's achievements. Quite rightly, too, Elsa thought. [color=a187be][b]"Since then, we've seen a dramatic decrease in wild Pokemon related injuries and deaths among our trainer population!"[/b][/color] [color=fff79a][b]"You hear that folks? The lady behind your children sleeping safe and sound in their beds. If it wasn't for people like her, Little Sally Jo and Billy Jr. could be sleeping in the belly of a Mightyena instead. And I'm not just blowing smoke up her ass, excuse my French. We've got a report here back from the Johto National Police. Fifty-three percent decrease in Pokemon-related injuries in children ages fifteen and below."[/b] [/color] He slammed his fist down on the desk, but nothing moved. Must have stopped before hand. Intimidating your guests, slimeball? [color=fff79a][b]"FIFTY-THREE FRIGGIN' PERCENT. That's over half people. Sheesh. Next up to bat, Da-"[/b][/color] [b][color=f7976a]"-I can introduce myself, Glenn."[/color][/b] He interrupted the other man. [color=f7976a][b]"I am David Mexatus, CEO of the Mexatus Corporation. My company handles anything relating to the handling of pokemon and the safety of trainers. From Pokeballs, to potions, to medical kits and repels, to anything else a trainer would need to safely travel through the region. Really, if it wasn't for my company, those who have decided to take up being a trainer would be in much more danger."[/b][/color] He paused, taking a drink before he continued. [color=f7976a][b]"Our company has come under scrutiny a lot in recent years, due to the increase in Pokemon aggression, but as long as there are trainers out there who are brave, or some would say foolish, enough to take up the title of trainer, we will be needed. Recently, however, my company has been interested in the source of the pokemon aggression itself. If all goes well, we could very well return pokemon to what they were nine or so years ago."[/b] [/color]He confidently stated. [color=fff79a][b]"Super. So, both of you would be fairly qualified to talk about the issue that the good people listening in have to deal with everyday. You've both spent the better part of your careers involved with it in some way. You're influential, powerful people."[/b][/color] A pause. [color=fff79a][b]"Now we could sit around, hold hands, and play friggin' patty-cake until the Miltank come home, but how's about we skip the damn lollipops and rainbow part of this and get into what people REALLY want to hear."[/b] [/color]He paused again, letting the words hang in the air. He took a drag and let out a smoke ring, making that hideous face he was so oft to do. [color=fff79a][b]"We all know what's going on out there. You'd have to be a friggin' idiot not to. So tell me, tell all of us, what the hell you wanna do about it? Carmen, the ball's in your court."[/b][/color] [b][color=a187be]"Well, Glenn, Pokemon have been an essential part of our lives for decades as our peers, coworkers, and even friends! But especially in light of recent events, it's impossible to deny the fact that Pokemon have claws and teeth, that they can breathe fire and cause explosions,"[/color][/b] said Carmen. She sighed, brushing her hair away from her face with one immaculately manicured hand. She bit her lip, but when she started talking again, her voice was clear and passionate. [color=a187be][b]"The fact of the matter is that even without the sudden rise in Pokemon aggression, we should have had more rules in place regarding safety, not just for trainers but also for every other person who's ever worked with Pokemon. [/b][/color] [color=a187be][b]"I think that it's critical for Johto, as a nation that cares about the futures of its citizens, to have sound and reasonable laws in place regarding the relationship between Pokemon and humans,"[/b][/color] she continued, and seemed to brighten up a little. She smiled. [color=a187be][b]"And that's what the DJPP has been trying to accomplish with the laws that we've been pushing forwards: we want to make it so that no one in Johto ever has to fear for their or their children's safety, ever again. [/b][/color] [color=fff79a][b]"Mmm. And how about you, David? You mentioned trying to 'return' the little monsters to how they were before. Let's say you do manage to accomplish this. What about the laws suggested by Ms. Young? How do they line up with your plans?"[/b][/color] He tapped some of the ashes from his cigar into a little dish. And took another drink of coffee. Jeez...slow down, greaseball. It'd be a shame if you lost it right in the middle of your precious little show. Elsabeth smiled an evil little smile at the thought, and drank her own coffee. Being a hypocrite was fun. [color=f7976a][b]"I would actually have to agree with the lovely Carmen."[/b][/color] He said, flashing her a smile.[color=f7976a][b] "You have to remember, even before the recent increase in pokemon aggression, people were still being attacked and hurt by pokemon. That is one of the reasons my company exists; To ensure the safety of both the trainers and the pokemon. If we do find a way to solve this problem, I think that the law restricting the age to sixteen should remain in place. After all, trusting a child barely of the age of ten with an animal that could potentially destroy an entire town is just absurd."[/b][/color] He paused, as if thinking for a brief second before continuing, adjusting his tie again. [color=f7976a][b]"Perhaps though, to placate some people who are against such laws, it would be sensible to lower the age back to 13 or such. It would be a reasonable compromise, I think."[/b][/color] He calmly and confidently stated. He knew what effect that would have on Glenn. Carmen took a deep breath. It was clear that she knew what was coming: she set her coffee down on the floor, and edged a little further away from Glenn. [color=fff79a][b]"Lower the age? LOWER THE AGE?"[/b][/color] Elsabeth could see the rage ignite in Glenn's beady little eyes. [color=fff79a][b]"Might as well get rid of the whole damn thing then. Obviously people like you just don't care about the children. Lower the...Hell, should we cover them in steak sauce and hang signs around their necks? 'FREE FOOD'? 'EAT ME'? If anything, we need to RAISE the damn age. Let adults make the stupid decisions, adults that know what the hell they're getting into. Don't punish OUR kids because YOU don't want your snot-nosed brat running around. Lower the... FUCK IT! SAUL! CUT TO COMMERCIAL! NOW!"[/b][/color] Elsabeth winced, as did most of the crew. This wasn't the same asswipe that had humiliated her just a bit earlier. This was someone altogether different. Glenn, he... he had a look in his eyes. She didn't like it, not one bit. He looked outright mad.