Manila, Kapitalia district, Asigna Philippines
Manila was still undergoing massive reconstruction in order to make it look like a majestic city which was envisioned by Burnham and Palafox alike. At the Punungan palace, which was also still under construction when viewed from the outside, the debates were taking place. The event was being moderated by the Punch corporation itself but the bayan government under Timente's command insisted that they still hold enormous influence over coordinating the show with Timente himself hosting the event simply because he was willing to turn this little debate club into a massive anti communist advertisement. He was very delighted to have received invitations from a Hatayan professor, a politician from Tianxi, one of the communist countries the UCI went to war with over Vulkata. He sought to use the attendance of a communist and a democratic socialist as an opportunity for humiliation of communists and to show the world how committed the bayan was in humiliating the reds in every opportunity they could get. Although he couldn't help but sigh knowing that the real targets for this debate, Victorialans, did not bother to attend as he wished to "temporarily" kidnap them and use the hostages as a bait to fish out the society of Liberty and harmony who aggressively tried to eliminate him with the dreaded Hayagriva which he still has nightmares about, nevertheless, the man always found alternate opportunities to replace the one he couldn't get.
In the makeup room, the shaggy haired punong was doing final preparations on his look in an effort to be as presentable and fashionable as possible, one of the doctrines of the Asigna party members. As he spent two minutes staring at himself at the mirror just to check if he looked good "from all angles", an unexpected visitor came to the room.
With a blink of an eye, a bespectacled man popped on the reflection behind him making Timente jump back in fright.
"Don't do that! Stop popping every now and then!" Timente hissed as the the bespectacled man, Terten, shrugged with an arrogant smug.
"I'm just a hologram Addy."
"What do you want Erin?"
"This anti communist facade is getting tiring don't you think?"
"Yeah so?"
"I still believe in you."
"No you don't. I see disbelief in your eyes." Timente said, shaking his head as he turned back to the mirror to fix his look. "My plan will work....It's the only way the bayan could survive in this crap sack world."
"Don't you think we're kinda side stepping from our true mission here?"
"You're just really excited to become a god. Trust, me, we'll go there, eventually. We just have to expand our defense perimeters before we start phase II." He says, referencing the reason why Timente's foreign policy suddenly took a 180 degree heel face turn from the SJW one which failed horribly.
"Fine, i trust you." The man in hologram sighed. "If you have to kill a billion people just make it quick. The clones can last forever."
"Sige. It's my cue. Go hide now."
The actual debate show
The crowd was very excited to see the host of the show as they all clenched their fists as soon as their little "Novena for the soul of Terten" has ended which was lead by a random pastor from the Iglesia ni Cristo. As soon as Timente entered the room, the crowd went into wild cheers and applause, but they were chanting "Terten! Terten! Terten!" rather than the host's actual name much to Timente's surprise.
But as soon as the audience figured it wasn't Terten, the cheers quickly went into dead awkward silence. The punong felt himself sweat in anxiousness as things are now very clear, he doesn't have the same level of support as the punong who came before him.
Timente
"You know what?!" He said in a burst of a loud voice.
"I don't want to be all kindness and smiling anymore!" Timente said as his hand flailed vigorously as he made gestures and his fixed kind smile earlier suddenly turned upside down into a horrible looking frown.
"I approved of this debate not because i wanted you to show how kind i am because i'm not!" If it was possible, a giant question mark would be above the audience's heads as they were very confused at this sudden personality change.
"I want you to see how harsh i can be!" The members of the audience shrank back. "Tama! I am harsh! HARSH AKO!"
The crowd could only wonder where this was going to.
"And to prove to you how harsh i am.... WE'RE GOING TO EMBARRASS US SOME REDS!" And to this, the crowd gave Timente a wild standing ovation.
"PRESENTING THE STUPID CONTESTANTS OF THIS FREAKING DEBATE!" Timente now was so angry to the point his veins were popping in his neck and somehow, the crowd found this hilarious.
"INTRODUCE YOURSELVES YOU FOOLS!!"
As soon as Timente said this, the curtains behind him opened to reveal a very sexy woman posing, it was Faye Kabil, the first of the debaters who marched to the stage with her skimpy outfits which consisted of mini skirts, black school like uniform and knee high boots, one of the many standard issued uniforms for female Asigna party members. She marched unto the front of the stage posing a few times before shuffling to another part of the stage to pose once more as if she were in a fashion show.
"You're not in a fashion show damn it! NOW GET TO THE PODIUM!" Timente commanded. Kabil then scurried to the podium before taking the mic.
"Hello! My name is Faye Kabil and i'm here to beat up some reds!" The audience then gave their applauses before sighs of disbelief arose from some among the crowd who were wearing badges that were labeled CHR. Kabil then reached for the mic once more.
"Whoops! Commission of human rights, i meant... beat up the reds with words." And to this, the CHR members joyfully joined in with the applause.