We find “God’s Gift” Jeremiah Vastrix sitting at a bar in a cantina. He sips at a rather fufu drink when he is joined at the seat next to him by a sort of familiar face. Independent Runner for the United States Presidency, Thomas Mills, better known to the world as Troy Adkins. Jeremiah orders four shots of tequila, two for each of them, with a laugh. 

Vastrix: Why, Troy! I didn’t think the Hammer Industries backed candidate would come down all this way to meet me here. How are you doing? How is the campaigning going?

Thomas smiles, but it’s a strained smile as he lights a joint. He takes his first shot of tequila without preamble, breathing in deep as the burn takes his throat.

Mills: My stand on food production, food imports, and legalizing all drugs has met with some resistance. McStrump has all but outlawed me from the United States for my policies on things. I am trying to bring the nation back to a unity. Heck, I have been recruiting Rebel of Society cells to help back my campaign so that there’s less in the form of protests and riots. 

Jeremiah takes his first shot and holds it for a moment before downing it. He sets the shotglass down with a laugh.

Vastrix: Man, I don’t know how Valora drinks the stuff like it’s mother’s milk. Look, you have to be careful. McStrump has been putting targets on all of his enemies. I see a time where this would include political opponents to bring the election system to a grinding halt. I mean, what purpose is there a vote if all who stand against him are dead?

Thomas nods, puffing at his joint for a moment in silence. 

Mills: I know. I have a security team hidden around the cantina to make sure nothing happens to me now. From McStrump to the Cartels that pimp the drugs out, no one wants to see everything legalized. Only the common man wants to see this shit done so that the drugs can be regulated, controlled, and be made safe. I’m going to go back to campaigning in the United States, assuming I’m not declared public enemy number two after Valora. How’s the wrestling gig? 

Jeremiah sighs, taking his next shot down, and going back to sipping at his original drink.

Vastrix: Murdock was injured and so Anderson is currently in charge. He’s out to eliminate me and Valora from the company so they can go back to the United States too. We’re each in four on one matches. I face Huckleberry, Lulu Biggs, Reaganator, and Phillip Morris. Three of which I have had confrontations with in the past. Heck, Reaganator tried to kill me once. 

Mills: That’s tough. How do you plan on getting out of this one in one piece?

Vastrix: The rules state that only one of them can be in the ring with me at one time. The others will have to tag in. Other than that one tiny advantage, I have no idea what to do. I’m so boned…

Thomas Mills seems to consider for a moment before passing the joint to Jeremiah, who takes a couple of puffs from it and passes it back. 

Mills: I would say keep the weakest link in the ring. Make sure that he can’t tag in someone stronger and keep the ones on the outside off balance. 

Vastrix: I was going to say eye lasers. If I tunnel a giant ass hole through Lulu Biggs’ giant gut, the others will be a bit more pliable in being defeated.

Thomas raises both eyebrows as if this might be a good plan, but then he shakes his head to the negative. 

Mills: You would give Reaganator an excuse to use deadly force again. You might not survive a second confrontation with him if it comes to that.  

Vastrix: Well, shit. Maybe I should have snipers arranged in the cheap seats just in case.

Mills: Is this a wrestling match or a war?

Vastrix: When it concerns Anderson? I would consider it a war, but you are right. I should consider it a wrestling match and work to wear down one of them for the pinfall. If Reaganator comes at me with a knife again, I will disintegrate his head and shoulders with my eye lasers. I’ll take the DQ loss for it.

Mills: That’s one way to look at it. Listen, I’m going to head back to the United States. I have a campaign to get back to in Texas. Them Republicans are fixing to change to Independent. Legalize Everything!

Jeremiah smiles, hoisting up his glass in cheers.

Vastrix: Legalize Everything. 

Thomas Mills leaves the cantina and indeed about half of the cantina leave with him. Jeremiah goes back to his drink, sipping at it. 

Vastrix: Jeremiah Vastrix, officially backing a drug lord to become President of the United States. Could be worse I suppose. 

Thomas Mills/Troy Adkins is the owner of Sky High Pharmaceuticals and Entertainment which is a member company of Hammer Industries. Thomas himself is an unrivaled chemist that had graduated from MIT with high honors. He can create brand new drugs on the fly, brew brand new spirits, and has the ability to spread his drugs throughout the world. He also owns some of the highest quality brothels in the world. His campaign slogan “Legalize Everything” is a campaign to legalize and control the usage of every single drug. Yes, cocaine, heroin, LSD, and anything else you might think of. All Legal. His is literally a party platform by which he wishes to bring a relaxation to the Union. It’s an insane platform by most experts, but has proven popular amongst the people. He’s also wanting to invest in food production, food importation (especially through the portal to the stable XHF universe). 

Jeremiah lights himself up a cigarette as he orders another drink.

Vastrix: Of those he is facing, he has the most bad blood with Lulu Biggs and the Reaganator. Both of which have tried to eliminate him for good. They will no doubt be trying to continue their campaign to try to scoot me off of the mortal coil. I’ll have to keep to being extra careful.