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And he also has a rather effeminate voice, everyone who has heard him knows that, yes yes).

Envious ones.

Arc – 5 (Ment, Tan, Mold, Vistrite, Azi)

The King's vote (at that time) should count as 2, just like in any other vote. We are dealing with a power grab again!

Let Ar be the king, and Nay the prime minister!

Lizarde, I will have to kill you in the war of X.

Let it be so! Hv will split into two camps, and I will organize a white social-revolutionary movement.

The king's vote (at that time) should count as 2, just like in any other vote. We are dealing with a power grab again!

Everyone is equal here. If you don't like something, create your own new forum with new nominations, your own rules, etc.

Let it be! Hv will split into 2 camps, and I will organize a white social-revolutionary movement.

You can split into ten, I will still destroy everyone who stands in my way :cool:

Aunt Joe.

Everyone is equal here. If you don't like something, create your own new "fludo-scar" with new nominations, your own rules, etc.

I remember Hacker saying something similar.

At the request of the queen.

Since Nayra and Arandor were declared the new kings of Weskerland, the couple decided it was time to take their kingdom seriously. First of all, the rulers realized that the country needed to be renamed, as "Weskerland" felt completely out of place, which left them in a stupor. On one hand, Arandor was itching to rename Weskerland to Arandorworld or Crabland; on the other hand, Nayra desperately dreamed of calling it Nayrina Haven, but she was the one who realized that all these names smelled of geekiness and that it would be better to come up with something more original and less arrogant. In the end, both agreed that the name Heroesland would suit Weskerland just fine. And now, all that remained was the official coronation ceremony, in which the current king and queen would receive official titles, which would mean only one thing – their wedding.
Yes, unable to withstand the useless formalities and the annoying pressure of the tedious Arandor, Nayra finally agreed to an official marriage, after which she could peacefully kick Arandor out of her castle and move on with her life.
On the day of the official coronation, all the residents of Heroesland who could attend gathered in Heroes' Square. Finally, when Archbishop Vegtam finished his official speech, which surely no one was listening to, he proudly declared Arandor and Nayra king and queen, which meant husband and wife. After that, he suggested the happy Crab kiss his spouse.
- Sis, what a disgrace... ~_~

Meanwhile, somewhere in a corner...
- Thank you, Wolf! What would I do without you and your shadow clones capable of taking any form?!
- You're welcome ^___^ It would be cruel if I let you personally kiss Arandor. Though, I feel for the clone too... by the way! Why did you ask to make the clone a brunette? Aren't you afraid he'll suspect something?
- That was me testing him! I wanted to know what he was staring at so intently all the time. I knew why he didn't care about my face or the color of my hair! That pervert only stares at my chest! Well, no matter, I'll deal with him later...

While Nayra continued to be angry at her current husband, an attack was launched on Heroes' Square. Someone was attempting to take the lives of the rulers. Soon, everyone realized who the culprit was. It was Albert Wesker himself. Dressed in the clothes everyone was already used to, the man added the missing element: his favorite glasses, which the former ruler carefully wiped before putting them on. Albert stepped onto the stage and began his fiery speech:
- My dear and terribly unfaithful subjects – Wesker looked maliciously across the square – what traitors you all are! Only a year ago, you bowed at my feet, afraid to say a word! And now what? You take the crown from me, leave me with nothing, and give the throne to these two imposters! – Albert paused, wiped his glasses, and continued - I am ashamed of you! How can you entrust the crown to these two individuals? No, well, Arandor is fine, he has some use, but what about Nayra? Do you really think she will be a prudent queen capable of protecting her people? No, that will never happen! You are all useless to her! And your kindness and gratitude toward her will breed a monster that will most likely destroy you all.
- Please, no rudeness! – Nay stood up nervously. – I am not the selfish monster you want to make me! I fully understand what responsibility for one's subjects is. And I certainly don't intend to spread U.G., as you did! Well? Maybe you'll finally dare to tell the honest people about your plans? And about how you wanted to destroy everyone using U.G.?
- Stop! – Arandor was surprised – Nayra?! Then who is standing next to me right now? – the crab turned and saw an ordinary wolf in place of his beloved, who immediately vanished without a trace. – What does this all mean? And I kissed this... x(
- Who did you call "this"?! – the real Wolf flew into a rage.
- A pathetic sight – Wesker smirked, hoping the people hadn't overheard some details from Nay's speech. To his great regret, the residents did hear her words, and that meant only one thing – he needed to escape quickly to avoid unnecessary problems. – It's funny to look at you! You are all too stupid and naive to understand the genius of my ideas! Moreover, you all naively assumed that the villain was the one who was constantly trying to save you from danger. Fools! You are not worthy of my attention! Now I will leave you in peace, but know this: I will return, and then simple prayers for forgiveness will not save you, for they will not help you!
After these words, people noticed a helicopter in the sky, which had been waiting for Wesker all this time. The former king quickly climbed aboard, and as a farewell, laughed proudly for all to hear:
- Remember! This is not the end! I will have my revenge!

In summary:

- Arandor, a chaotically evil cyclops who went completely overboard, and for whom they created a separate category so he could win, but still ended up sharing the crown, acting like a floodmaster, constantly monitoring the resource;
- Wolf, who was sad because he didn't receive a single vote throughout the contest, except for the vote from his own clone, for which he will eventually be banned;
- Loki, heartbroken and plotting revenge, who received votes as a mean and low form of mockery;
- Vervokla, who probably has no idea that she received an award in some flooding thread;
- Neyri, who took over the contest and added a hundred and one "Japanese" emoticons, the concentration of which thankfully decreased sharply towards the end;
- Cool-faced Cat, eating pastries and contentedly purring with two chocolate medals, which he rightfully snatched away from the imperfect flood peasants with a significant lead;
And the only one of noble blood, who received his honorary award in the most official and authentic way, without any objections from the public, exactly as it should be, in a tuxedo and with a feast – Hostor.

We had a good time.
Some things never change, but the Flood Oscar is getting more and more vicious.

Continuing the Russian tradition of the 19th century: the first tsar is good, the next one is bad. There's really nothing to say about the "era of women" here.

Life was good under Catherine... Maybe we can live well now too :)

- a dejected Wolf, who didn't receive a single vote throughout the contest, except for the vote of his own clone, for which he will be banned sooner or later;

But that's not true, it's a lie and deception! Kosh voted for me in "nyashka," and Medzh voted for me in "style"! ^_^