Heating Up/Dialogues

After school, you introduce Ace to your team as your new campaign manager!
MC: Winning our school's election for district council rep won't be easy... but with Ace on our side, the fight is on!
MC: I'm not letting anyone mess with our school through the Council... especially not Max!
Ace: That's the spirit. I'll get you a seat on the district student council, guaranteed.
Ace looks the team over before offering Nishan a handshake.
Ace: Glad to finally meet the one and only Nishan.
Nishan: Uh, thank you. You're from Kepler?
Ace: Right. Why don't you stop by sometime? I could introduce you to some like-minded people.
Nishan: Sorry... I'll have to pass.
Julian: Hey, welcome to the team, Ace.
Payton: We're, like, the ultimate squad now! This election is in the bag!
Ace: Not quite yet. We've still got a lot to do.
Mia: Right. Posters to print, speeches to make, enemies to squash...
Ace: Exactly. No time to sit around. But first...
Ace: What's your platform going to be, MC?
MC: Well...
Ace waits expectantly for your answer. You hesitate, looking back at your friends.
Ace: Don't look at them. Pretend it's just you and me here...
Ace: Now let's hear it. Why are you running for district student council, MC?
MC: Uh, well...
MC: I want to stand up for my classmates and make their voices heard.
Ace: Good start. But what's your platform? Your vision for this school?
MC: Well, I want more resources that only the school district can offer... whatever our clubs need to flourish...
MC: And it'd be great to expand our school grounds. More and more students are joining every semester, and our school should reflect that... both with a bigger campus, and more district-wide opportunities.
Nishan: The school has been pretty packed lately...
Ace: This isn't gonna be easy, MC. The issues you stand for? They're boring. Bland. The political equivalent of porridge.
MC: But... they're important.
Ace: Hear that? The fire in your voice? You just convinced me. The hard part is convincing everyone else.
Ace: That's where I come in.
Ace: I need people on the promotional campaign, stat. Logos, banners, website... the whole package.
Payton: Ooh, pick me! I got an A+ in graphic design class.
Ace: Go for it. Julian, I need updates on our standing with the student body.
Julian: I can get student poll results from the school paper. Autumn's our in.
Ace: A press connection? Brilliant. Mia, we need to get to know our opposition...
Mia: You want me to dig up dirt on them? I'll get you the gossip.
Ace: What? No. I just want you to find out about their platforms and main demographic...
Mia: Sure. Got it. Wink.
While Ace directs your team, Nishan sidles up to you...
Nishan: MC... I'm not so sure about getting a Kepler guy to run our campaign.
MC: What's wrong with Kepler?
Nishan: Uh, nothing. They're just... different. And we don't know anything about Ace.
MC: We know he's good at his job, and Wes trusts him. I think it's okay.
Nishan: If you think so. I just don't want you to get burned.
Soon, Payton, Julian, and Mia head off to work.
Nishan: I guess I'm not needed for anything, huh?
Ace: Are you kidding? I saved the most important task for you!
Nishan: You did?
Ace: Only you can do this.
Ace: I want data, tons of it. I need a database of constituent interest on all the top school issues. It's crucial to our campaign strategy. Without this, we got nothing.
Nishan: Oh, wow...
Ace: Well? Can you handle this mission?
Nishan: I'm on it! Leave it to me.
Nishan leaves on his mission, and just you and Ace remain.
MC: That was nice of you. Nishan isn't the most comfortable with a stranger running the campaign, so thanks for making him feel needed.
Ace: He is needed. That data will make or break us...
Ace: But yes, it's my job to know what people want, keep people happy.
MC: You're good at what you do. What's next, Ace?
Ace: Time to hit the campaign trail! Talk with your future constituents. Shake hands, kiss babies, all that good grassroots stuff. But first...
Ace: You're a politician now. You need to look the part!
MC: So? How do I look?
Ace eyes you, his gaze slowly traveling over your body.
Ace: Like the leader of the free world.
MC: Ace...
Ace: I know, I know. We're focused on the Council for now... but with someone like you, it's hard not to get ahead of myself.
You hurry after Ace as he walks quickly ahead, checking his phone. He heads straight to the heart of campus.
Ace: See that kid? The one shooting hoops?
MC: Yeah? He looks like he's having fun.
Ace: He's not. His game's off. He keeps glancing at his backpack. See the dark circles under his eyes? I'd bet good money that he's failing a class.
MC: How do you know?
Ace: Pay attention to the details. The key to success is always being observant. Know what people want, before they even know it themselves.
Suddenly, Ace grabs your hand and drops a few coins into it.
MC: Wait, why--
As you look up, you spot a gamer struggling to shove a crumpled bill into a vending machine!
Ace: Go on. Help the guy out.
MC: Hey, need some change?
Your classmate takes the change to buy a bag of chips. He hugs you in thanks!
MC: That was pretty cool... and you always read people like this? Don't you ever take a break?
Ace: Nah. Like I said, MC. Anticipate what people want, how they feel, what they'll do. Politics is a dance and the music never stops...
Ace: Just watch and learn. Now you try. Tell me about those two up ahead.
Down the hall, a guy talks animatedly with his friend, who gazes at him in admiration. The two stand slightly apart.
MC: They're...
Choice
What do you say?
   They're a couple!
   They're just friends.
if "They're a couple!" then
   MC: They're so happy together! And that look... it's the look of love!
   Ace: Sure, but it's one-sided. They're standing a little too far apart to be a couple.
   Ace: You're half right, though. I do sense some unrequited love there. You're getting the hang of this.
if "They're just friends." then
   MC: They're just friends. But that starstruck look? I'm sensing some unrequited love.
   Ace: You're a real natural, MC.
Ace puts a hand on your shoulder.
Ace: You'll go far. I know it.
Back at the Prep Hangout...
Payton: Check out the logo and banners I designed!
Ace: Absolutely perfect for our purposes. What's our standing, Julian?
Julian: Not great. MC's still trailing behind the other candidates.
Ace: Unavoidable with a late entry. Who's out front?
Julian: The Coalition is ahead at 40%, more than double the next candidate.
MC: That's a huge lead! Who are they?
Mia: The Coalition is an alliance of student leaders from all backgrounds... sports teams, the clubs, and the social elite. Their campaign promise is more student activities for everyone, everything from parties to chess tournaments.
Nishan: I've crunched the numbers. That is the hot button issue at our school.
MC: How are we going to catch up to them? The election's in a few days!
Ace: You need a rally. A march through the school to reel in supporters. Let's get those signs printed, Payton. We'll need them.
Once the signs are printed, Ace leads your team on a march! You wind your way through the school, gaining supporters as you go...
Nishan: MC is empirically the right choice! Vote for the best!
Mia: Vote! For MC!
Your rally makes its way to the quad, where a much larger rally is taking place!
MC: Whoa... who's that?
Ace: The Coalition.
On the quad, Classmate 1 and Classmate 2 lead a large crowd of supporters in a cheer as pop music blares from a boombox!
Ace: That's the Coalition right there. The two in front must be on their campaign team.
MC: I guess that's what a 40% lead looks like.
Payton: OMG, their signs are sooo cute! And the badges, too!
Mia: Their cheers aren't bad either.
Julian: They know how to work a crowd, I'll give them that.
Suddenly, a t-shirt hits you in the face!
MC: Wha--
Classmate 2: My apologies! I'm a poor shot with this t-shirt cannon, apparently.
Classmate 1: Hey, it's MC! Hitting the campaign trail, eh? This is turning out to be quite the race!
Classmate 2: Too bad you don't stand a chance against us. We've run the numbers, and the Coalition has this election secured!
MC: Don't be so sure of yourself...
Classmate 1 and Classmate 2 show off a colorful display detailing campaign promises and glossy pictures of their candidate.
MC: 'The Coalition for Student Activities', huh?
Classmate 1: The Coalition for short. We're the campaign managers.
Classmate 2: Once the Coalition secures a seat on the district council, we'll lobby for more events, such as district dances...
Classmate 1: Game tournaments and field trips...
Classmate 2: And maybe we'll even get the parliamentary procedure competition Classmate 1 and I have been dreaming of!
Classmate 1: Best of luck to you, MC, but the Council seat belongs to the Coalition.
MC: It belongs to the student body. Our classmates will decide who gets it, and the winner represents them all.
At this, your supporters whoop and shout! A crowd gathers around you as you face off with Classmate 1 and Classmate 2.
Classmate 2: Sorry, but it's over for you. Your standing in the polls are lower than the average U.S. president's... and that's saying something!
Mia: Like you would know anything about how popularity works!
Nishan: We're making a dramatic comeback, just like in the movies! If anyone can make it happen, it's MC.
Julian: Yeah, we're going to pull a dark horse on you lame ducks. It'll be like shooting pork in a barrel!
Classmate 1: ...what?
Ace leans over and whispers to you...
Ace: Challenge them to a debate. Tomorrow afternoon.
MC: But I'm not prepared--
Ace: Do it. Trust me.
You face Classmate 1 and Classmate 2...
MC: If you two are so confident, then how about a debate? Just me and your candidate.
Your challenge elicits an oooooh from the crowd.
Classmate 2: Hashing out our ideological differences in a public forum? We'll have to think about it.
MC: You're not scared, are you?
Classmate 1: What? Not at all.
Classmate 1: You're on, MC.
The crowd bursts into applause!
MC: How's tomorrow afternoon sound? We can show the school who really deserves the district seat.
Classmate 2: That would be the Coalition. Don't underestimate us.
Ace: Oh, we won't.
Classmate 1 and Classmate 2 go back to shooting free t-shirts into the huge crowd of Coalition supporters. Classmate 1 cranks up the music, and everyone starts dancing!
Payton: I know they're the enemy, but I can't not dance! I love this song!
Mia: Gotta admit... the Coalition knows how to have a good time. Those t-shirts are cute.
Nishan: Their visual displays are top-notch, too.
Ace: Sometimes, smoke and mirrors like that is all you need. But we can do better.
Mia: Let's hope so, because there's no backing down now. MC just challenged the Coalition in front of a hundred voters.
Payton: OMG, did you see everyone recording you with their phones?
Payton: It's already blowing up on Instagram! You looked so tough!
Ace: Perfect.
MC: Wait a second... Ace, you knew they'd be here, didn't you? You led us right to them, just so everyone could see me challenge them.
Ace: I suspected. If we want to win, we gotta go after the top dog.
MC: But the debate's tomorrow. How am I supposed to prep in just one day?
Ace: Easy. Just follow my lead.
Back at the Prep Hangout, you start getting ready for tomorrow's debate with the Coalition.
Ace: Confidence. That's how you win a political debate. And you get that from...
MC: Practice?
Ace: Months of it. But we don't have time for that, so you get the next best thing... my experience.
Ace: Mia and Julian, I need you to play the role of our opposition. Give MC a hard time.
Mia: Guess we're fake enemies now, MC. You're going down!
MC: Bring it on!
Ace: The audience will get a chance to ask the candidates a few questions. MC, you need to be ready for that. Anticipate what will be asked.
Ace: Nishan and Payton, you play that audience. Use Nishan's database to get into the minds of your fellow students.
Nishan: Payton, you're gonna love my spreadsheet. It's a real masterpiece, if I do say so myself.
Payton: Pull it up. I'll go make some green tea lattes to give our brains a boost!
Ace sets a huge stack of books and flash cards in front of you.
MC: What are these for?
Ace: Welcome to debate boot camp, MC.
You're prepping for your debate with Ace! He quizzes you with a flurry of rapid-fire questions.
Ace: Okay, MC. Review time. What are the top strategies in a debate?
MC: Make a good first impression, give strong answers, and hit your themes early.
Ace: Missed one thing. Always disagree with your opponent, even when they say something everyone likes. You gotta explain why they're doing it wrong, or misleading the people. Set yourself apart...
Ace: Now what's your main talking point?
MC: I want to get us the resources we need. Software upgrades, district basketball tournaments, bigger campus grounds--
Ace: No. That won't fly. The Coalition's selling point is that they want to do everything for everyone... and they can't. No one can.
Ace: You're different. You'll take on one thing at a time and get it done. What do you want to focus on first?
MC: School expansion. That's my top priority.
Ace: Good. Now refute the Coalition's stance on extracurriculars. Thirty seconds... go.
Ace quizzes you for another hour on your talking points. Finally, he signals your friends to get into place for the practice debate.
From behind his podium, Julian jabs a finger at you.
Julian: The Coalition plays to win, MC. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Mia: Our platform is basically being better than everyone else.
Nishan: Mr. Julian, sir, what's your long term plan for the district budget?
Julian: Spend all of it. We're talking a giant water slide and sushi every day.
Mia: Ahem. What my co-candidate means to say is... we'll vote for more district events, like the best prom money can buy.
Payton: What about you, MC? Would you vote that way?
MC: Well...
Choice
What do you do?
   Yes, I would.
   No, I wouldn't.
if "Yes, I would." then
   Payton: So... you want to do the same thing as the Coalition?
   Julian: Aha! We're so right that even MC agrees with us! Check it!
   You catch Ace shaking his head.
   MC: Uh, I mean... I disagree. Totally and completely.
   MC: School events are great, but there are more urgent uses for district money, like expanding our school to welcome more students.
   Ace: Remember, MC. Set yourself apart from the competition.
if "No, I wouldn't." then
   MC: There are more urgent uses for district money, like expanding our school to welcome more students.
   Ace: You set yourself apart from the competition. Excellent.
When you finish your mock debate...
Ace: Not bad for a first go. Run it again, from the top.
Payton: Shouldn't we take a rest?
Ace: You get to rest when you win. Run it again!
The next day, you're backstage in the auditorium with your campaign team, waiting for the debate to start.
MC: The Coalition... why aren't they here yet?
Ace: They're making you wait. Classic power move. Don't let it get to you.
Suddenly, the auditorium doors swing open! Smoke billows through, and the Coalition steps in, followed by a live band.
The audience bursts into wild applause as free t-shirts are tossed into the crowd!
MC: Everyone already loves the Coalition. How am I going to compete?
Ace: You don't need to. Flashy entrances like that went out of style in the summer 2013 election cycle.
Ace: Look, MC. You're Jack. They're the giants living at the top of the beanstalk...
Ace: Let's cut them down to size.
Ace walks away when the debate moderator takes the stage. The candidate for the Coalition heads straight for you...
Backstage before the debate, Classmate 1 offers you a handshake.
Classmate 1: I can't believe I'm debating the MC! You welcomed me to this school on my first day. I really look up to you.
Choice
What do you say?
   Thanks! That means a lot to me.
   So you're gonna let me win, right?
   Drop the act! We're rivals.
if "Thanks! That means a lot to me." then
   MC: Good luck, Classmate 1.
   Classmate 1 grins at you.
   Classmate 1: Yeah, you too. Let's have fun with this!
if "So you're gonna let me win, right?" then
   MC: You know, since you look up to me and all.
   Classmate 1: Ha! Not a chance. I've got a good shot at the Council seat, and I'm going to take it.
   MC: Good luck with that. I'm not going down without a fight.
if "Drop the act! We're rivals." then
   MC: Don't sweet talk me. We're here to debate each other, not play nice.
   Classmate 1: Very true. I can respect that...
   Classmate 1: Good luck out there. You're gonna need it.
Classmate 2: Ahem. The debate between MC and Classmate 1 will begin shortly. I will be your moderator for today...
Classmate 1 walks on stage, waving to the audience! Ace catches you before you follow.
Ace: Word is, the Coalition will use this debate to announce a huge party tonight for the whole school... the night before Election Day.
MC: But... if they're doing that, then I can't talk about school expansion and zoning rights. I'll put everyone to sleep!
Ace: Don't worry about what they do. That's my job. You worry about what you do.
You walk onto the stage and take your place behind the podium. The bright spotlights dazzle you as the hundreds of people in the audience applaud!
Classmate 2: One minute for opening. MC will go first.
Peering out into the auditorium, you see the student videographer hold up his fingers and count down.
Three... two... one...
Your voice rings out in the quiet auditorium as you conclude your opening statement.
MC: ...I'm going to fight to make sure everyone has a place in this school.
Classmate 2 signals for you to wrap up your remarks.
MC: When I'm on the Council, I'll work with all of you to help this school do great things!
The audience bursts into applause! Your campaign team cheers the loudest out of everyone!
Payton: You're the best, MC! Whoo!
Classmate 2: Classmate 1? You have the floor.
Classmate 1: Hello, everyone. You voted for me as your prom royalty. This time, I want you to choose me for district council.
Classmate 1: Why, you ask? Because I'm bringing more dances, field trips, and socials to our district! Whatever you want, I'll make it happen!
Classmate 1: And to show you I mean it, I'm throwing a party! It'll be like prom, but ten times better...
Classmate 1: AND EVERYONE'S INVITED!
Classmate 1's campaign team runs through the auditorium, tossing out glow sticks and candy bars! The audience goes into a frenzy!
Classmate 2: Ahem. So MC, what do you hope to accomplish if elected?
MC: Um... well...
Your gaze falls on your notes about school zoning, and you bite your lip.
You look behind you, where Ace is waiting backstage. He gives you a brief nod.
MC: I want to expand our school. We welcome new students into our school every day, and we need a bigger, better campus to support that.
MC: In fact, I've already worked with the school board to rush construction on a new wing for our campus! But I'd like to petition the district to loosen zoning regulations and--
As you talk, the audience starts chanting Classmate 1's name louder and louder.
MC: And... working with the district will help us...
Classmate 1 waves to the audience, and they erupt into deafening cheers!
After the debate, you walk backstage to a chorus of cheers for Classmate 1. Your team gives you a hug.
MC: Ugh. Classmate 1 totally crushed me.
Payton: For what it's worth, I think you did fantabulous, MC.
Julian: It's not your fault Classmate 1 threw out glow sticks.
Nishan: And the free candy! What a cheap gimmick!
Julian: Says the guy with chocolate all over his mouth.
Mia: Hey, at least the debate's over.
MC: Yeah... and so is my campaign.
When you leave the auditorium, you run into Autumn polling the audience!
MC: Hey, Autumn... how bad does it look?
Autumn: Well, I'm not supposed to release exit polls until the paper comes out, but... it's not good.
Autumn: You're down to 14%. The Coalition has 67% of the vote, up from 54%.
Julian: Aw yeah! Still double digits!
Mia: Maybe it was a mistake to talk about school expansion right after that party announcement.
MC: I guess so... Ace, what do you think?
Ace doesn't respond. He keeps scrolling through his phone without looking up.
Mia: Hello? Ace? Aren't you listening? Autumn just said MC is at 14%!
Ace: Numbers change. Voters change. Stick to your guns, MC...
Ace: I've got some business to take care of, but I'll see you at Classmate 1's bash.
Ace salutes you before disappearing into the crowd.
After the debate, you retreat to the Prep Hangout with your campaign team.
MC: The election is tomorrow, so we've got the rest of today to turn things around. Any ideas?
Mia: Throw a bigger party than the Coalition. Like I always say, go Gatsby or go home.
Payton: I can't believe I'm saying this, but I don't think that's possible...
Payton slides her phone across the table to you. You look at the party invite on her screen.
Payton: The Coalition's party has more than two hundred RSVPs already!
Nishan: Makes sense. There's going to be catered food flown in from France and a light-up dance floor!
Julian: I heard someone on the Coalition staff is Diplo's nephew, so they got him to DJ.
MC: We've got to do something. Let's go pass out flyers!
You head into town with your team to campaign...
Payton: Vote for MC! It's the absolute, super best choice!
Payton: Or... you can just walk away.
Mia: Jerks. Just take this flyer!
As you cross the street, you spot Ace inside a local cafe! He's busily working on his laptop and talking on his phone.
MC: So that's where he went...
You go over to Ace, but he's still talking into his phone.
Ace: ...see you at the party. Yeah, it's gonna be wild...
You catch a glimpse of Ace's laptop screen...
The Coalition's party page is open, with an invitation to all of Ace's contacts... including students from Hearst, Athena, and Kepler!
MC: Wait...
MC: You're working for the Coalition?!
Ace hangs up as you stare at the Coalition party invite on his laptop.
MC: Ace... are you seriously helping the Coalition? What's up with the invites?
Ace: How did you--
Ace: Right. My laptop. I know what this looks like, MC, but you need to trust me.
MC: Why should I?
MC: Why did you get me to challenge the Coalition? To humiliate me? To sink me in the election?
Ace: No. The opposite. I'm on your side, MC.
MC: And I'm just supposed to take your word for it.
Ace: You don't have to. I'll prove it to you at the party. Come on, we're already fashionably late.
Back at school, the party is in full swing on the quad!
A fog machine pumps out smoke that swirls around the rainbow lit dance floor. Students from all over town rock out to the pulsing beat.
Ace: Excellent. Everyone's here.
MC: Thanks to you.
Ace: Just trust me. I'll show you trouble in paradise.
Ace quickly makes his way through the Coalition's party! You push through the dense crowd to catch up with him.
MC: What exactly are you showing me?
Ace: You're smart. Figure it out, MC.
MC: What does that even mean?
Just then, Classmate 2 leaves the dance floor for the refreshments table.
Classmate 2: Ugh, there's just no room to dance...
Classmate 2: Hey, where's the punch?
Classmate 3: There's no more... and I really need to rehydrate after all the cheering I did.
Classmate 1: Right? I turn my back for one second, and all the farm-raised crab canapes are gone!
Classmate 1: I liked this party before it got popular. Now it's just a disaster!
Ace smiles knowingly at you.
Ace: Your future constituents look a bit troubled. Go talk to them, candidate.
At the Coalition's huge party the night before the election, you join Classmate 1 and Classmate 3 at the refreshments table.
You hear them complaining loudly.
MC: What's wrong?
Classmate 1: Everything about this party. The food's run out...
Classmate 2: The dance floor's crammed...
Classmate 3: And half the people don't even go here! I'm definitely not feeling the school spirit.
Classmate 1: Plus, Diplo couldn't make it. Someone's blasting their playlist of mainstream music.
Classmate 1: If I hear Iggy Azalea one more time, I'm going to scream.
Classmate 1: I think I'll treat myself to a cup of cold brew coffee at home. Anything's better than this.
Classmate 2: I'm leaving, too. This party's killing my vibe. Want to hit the dance studio, Classmate 3?
Classmate 3: Yeah, I can work on my cheers. Enjoy the party, MC...
Classmate 3, Classmate 2, and Classmate 1 trudge away. You notice unhappy looks on more than a few other party-goers.
MC: Ace... the Coalition promised an epic party for everyone. You overloaded them with invites, and now the party's a bust...
MC: This was all you! You did this!
Ace: Nah. It was bound to happen. I just gave it a little push.
Ace: Moral of the story for the Coalition? You can't please everyone.
Party-goers stream past you, leaving the quad in droves as they complain about the Coalition.
Ace: The fall of an empire...
Ace: Such a shame. Know what would save this party?
MC: Pizza?
Ace: A truckload of it... and better jams, a bigger venue...
Ace: If only there were someone who cared about expanding this school...
Ace winks at you.
MC: Oh! The new east wing! The ribbon-cutting ceremony was slated for next week, but I bet I could get it pushed up!
Ace: The pizza's already on its way. You open up the new dance floor.
You climb up on stage and grab a microphone, surveying the unhappy crowd...
MC: Hey, everybody! Need some more space to dance? Follow me to the brand new east wing!
A huge crowd follows you into your school's new east wing!
Julian and Mia help carry in stacks of pizza boxes. Nishan and Payton wheel in speakers.
MC: Welcome to the east wing! It's awesome that more students are joining our school by the day, but we need more room... and I can make that happen!
The crowd cheers! Payton queues up a new playlist, and soon, students are dancing under the twinkling night sky!
As you enjoy your pizza, your classmates drift over to congratulate you on the party!
MC: Oh no, this isn't my party... but thanks...
Payton: MC, stop being so humble for once! You totally saved the day! This is your party.
Mia: Now finish your pizza and come dance with us.
MC: In a minute. I need to talk to Ace first.
You make your way through the party, passing water balloon fights and a group of actors doing karaoke on stage.
Finally, you find Ace ladling some punch for himself. He raises his cup to to you in a toast.
MC: Hey, this is the first time all week that I've seen you... well, not doing anything.
Ace: Don't want to burn out. Even I need a break.
MC: You deserve it. Everyone thinks I saved the day--
Ace: You did.
MC: But it's all thanks to you. I shouldn't have doubted you earlier.
Ace: No, you shouldn't have.
A shadow flickers across Ace's face, an expression you've never seen from him before. He looks you right in the eye.
Ace: And if you ever pull that again, I walk. Are we clear?
MC: ...yes, we're clear.
Ace: Good.
He puts his arm around you and pulls you to his side, gazing out at the lively party.
Ace: We gotta trust each other... because we've still got work to do. Deal?
MC: Deal.
You're helping clean up after the party when Nishan and Julian come hurtling down the school steps!
Nishan: MC! Autumn just texted. After the party disaster, the Coalition's numbers plummeted...
Julian: They just dropped out of the race!
Ace: Huh. Even better results than I expected.
MC: That means... it's me against the other two candidates now, right? Not counting Chris Winters.
Julian: Yup, and get this...
Julian: You're all tied!
MC: Hey, I might just pull this off!
Ace: I know you will. Get some rest, MC. You'll need it. It's your first election day tomorrow.
Ace: You're in for quite the ride.
Election day is right around the corner! Can you pull through and beat the competition?
Keep playing to find out!