Template:MisMayor

Running mate: His Imperial & Royal Highness, the Archduke d’Œuvre  A bullet in every face. A knife in every back. A pinata in every building. If elected, I shall rule through fear, and with an iron fist. Justice will be swift and brutal. Generators will be a thing of the past, and barricades shall serve only as weapons of oppression. The sky shall be a glorious black, the horizon an unreachable haven. I shall reach out diplomatically to our zombie opponents, and hand-in-hand, we shall reach a new future of nightmare desolation. Mankind under my rule shall be obliterated, outlawed, and possibly sued. A vote for Misanthropy, is a vote for misanthropy. Thank you. MISANTHROPY!