rough_debate

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/carly_wtf.png">\n\n"Nice wig, Trump," Carly says, seething and walks out of the room.\n\n"What is she, PMSing?" Trump chortles. "Women, amirite?"\n\n"I mean..you were a little rude.." Marco squeaks. \n\n[[Trump laughs,"Now you wanna go?" | Marco Stutter]]\n

Marco stands up, red faced, and runs out the door. What- what- what- what is going on. \n\nHis phone rings, it's his wife. \n\n"HELLO SWEETIE, HOW ARE YOU? YES EVERYTHING IS FINE BUT I DON'T THINK WE ARE ALLOWED TO BE SPEAKING ON OUR CELLPHONES OR SOMETHING. YES, WHAT? NO, I AM FINE. DON'T I SOUND FINE?!" \n\n[[[[He dashes off into the forrest. | Next Day]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/cheney_robe.png">\n\nEveryone shuffles along into the auditorium.\n\nCheney is onstage, in his hooded cloak and all.\n\n\n"For the final debate, it's Jeb vs Donald. \n\nTrump Vs Bush. \n\nIn the ultimate showdown."\n\n\nCheney spits into the microphone.\n\nThere is some thunderous appaluase and some awkward clapping. \n\n[[Let the Debate BEGIN. |TrumpBush]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/rubio_debate.png">\n\nJeb feels his stomach drop. He had AWLAYS enjoyed Marco. He was charming, young, funny, a real go getter AND a good christian boy. Hated abortion, too. \n\nHe also smelled, really, really nice.\n\n[[Jeb takes a seat backstage to watch. | Trump Debate]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/debate_room.png">\n\nJeb enters the audotorim at Camp LNM. \n\nPhotographs line the walls, featuring all of the illustrious men concerned with life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness that have come before him.\n\nLost in a moment, [[Trump enters the room|Antagonize Jeb]] and hisses in Jeb's ear, "Good luck, you'll need it." \n\nJeb turns to him and says, [["As will you"| Jeb Remarks]].

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/rand_paul.png">\n\nRand Paul gets up and looks like he's ready to flip a table. "Look," he says, "That's ridiculous, even for me. I'm really over this whole 'debate training' thing." \n\nLindsey Graham tries to start a slow clap....but everyone just glares at him. \n\n[[Cheney, mildly amused, says, "You're all dismissed, now leave in your private town cars." | Cheney Raptor]]

[[Jeb turns around...and awkwardly smiles.| Ugh]]\n\n[[Marco gives him a thumbs up and a toothy grin. | Why Did]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/cheney_robe.png">\n\n"We are the Republicans. I hope you learned a lot from these debates. Mainly, for MOST of you, you need to be loud, you need to be extreme, and you need to be loud, again. Be firm. The American people don't understand moderate views or anything involving thought. If you could all be more like Trump, we'd be in a better place. Talk over your opponnets, especially the Democratic ones." \n\n[[A few jaws drop | Paul Rand Leaves]]\n\nTrump smiles. Carly rolls her eyes,"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard," she hisses, gritting her teeth." \n\n[["Everyone, it's time to leave. Your private cars are waiting, as are your handlers. Go, and be ready to debate. | Cheney Raptor]]

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Jeb turns to walk away. \n\n"That felt nice," he thought. \n\n<html> <a target="_window" href = "https://media.giphy.com/media/e97HkaEU6YRDW/giphy.gif"> His hands shaking.</a> </html>\n\nShould I, he thought, [[turn around and go back | Jeb Turns]] or [[keep walking? |Keep Walking]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/title_page.png">\n\nSetting: The Republican Party's Official Debate Training Grounds; Camp LNM, shorthand for <html> <a target="_window" href = "https://www.google.com/webhp?sourceid=chrome-instant&ion=1&espv=2&ie=UTF-8#q=latin%20for%20no%20women%20allowed">'Licet Non Mulieribus'</a> </html>. \n\nTime: The Start of the Primary 2016 Election Cycle, when all bets were off. \n\nSince the <html> <a target="_window" href = "https://www.google.com/webhp?sourceid=chrome-instant&ion=1&espv=2&ie=UTF-8#q=when+was+america+founded?">dawn of time </a> </html>, the Brotherhood of Ideals and Perservation of American Beliefs and Ethics has provided political training, support, grooming, and support for the Republican Party's potential politican pundits. \n\nThe exact location of this camp has never been revealed, nor has it's training program....[[until now |Voice in the Dark]].

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/do_it.png">\n\nOmg omg omg omg, his foot touching my leg? \n\nWhat do I do, WHAT. DO. I. DO?\n\nMarco gets up and immediately leaves.\n\n[[This is the opposite of chill. | Marco Exits]]\n\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/trump_debate.png">\n\nTrump turns to his side, and sees Marco Rubio. \n\nTrump laughs, "This guy? I gotta debate wtih this guy? Come on, come on, that just ain't fair. Give him Carly, and give me a real candidate." \n\n[[Marco starts to stutter | Marco Stutter]] and [[Carly looks enraged | Carly WTF]].

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/maybe_win.png">\n\n"FIRST TOPIC, WOMENS RIGHTS. Let's start with....Bush the junior." Cheney decides.\n\n\nJeb's chest swells, I GOT this. He thinks. \n\n"You know, women are our mothers, our sisters, and our daughters. They are our colleagues, subordinates and sometimes evne our CEOs. Wome-"\n\nTrump jumps in, "Look women are great, amirite? But sometimes they bleed and get really overly sensitive or something. And sometimes they can be dogs, like Rosie. But overall, I understand women, pretty women." \n\n[[Jeb stuttered,and tried to interject, "If I may finish," he started. But it was no use. ]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/smirking_trump.png">\n\nTrump smirks, and attempts to whip his hair back and forth.\n\nThe hair doesn't move, obviously. \n\n[[Trump turns to leave and head to the debate | Trump Debate]]\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/smirking_trump.png">\n\nAs Trump exits, he hip checks Jeb.\n\n"Oh, sorry, didn't see you there. It's kind of hard, what with your dad's shadow and all." \n\n[[Trump exits| Trump Debate]].

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/offered_handshake.png">\n\nMarco feels electrified shivers go up his body. \n\n[[He reaches out his hand out to take Jeb's |Jeb's]]...

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/averts_eyes.png">\n\nMarco feels everything to start to...rise.\n\nThink about your wife, think about your wife, think about your wife.\n\n[["UH I GOTTA, GOTTA GO, BYE." Marco runs out, red faced, and awkwardly hold his napkin in front of his lap. No one seems to notice. Except for Jeb. | Marcos Room]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/down_marco.png">\n\nRed faced, Marco storms out. \n\n[[And heads....back to his bunk. | Bunk]]

Marco breathes heavily, and immediately stands up, chugs his wine, and leaves.\n\n\n[[His chest is pounding, and he runs for the exit, heading to his bedroom. | Marcos Room]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/removed_shoe.png">\n\nJeb slides his shoe off...and inches his foot further and further under the table until he hits.....\n\nMarco's foot.\n\n[[Do I be bold? Jeb wonders |Do it]]\n\n[[Should I look at Marco? | Eyes UP]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/back_of_trumps_head.png">\n\nJeb's words hang empty in the air, as Trump has already sautnered off to the debate. \n\nTrump doesn't seem to hear, or didn't seem to care. \n\nOr perhaps his hair obscures his hearing? Jeb quietly internally smirks to himself. \n\n[[ Jeb leaves for the debate | Jeb Debate]]\t

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/jeb_cough.png">\n\nWhy won't he looooook at meeeeee, Jeb internally whines. \n\nHe coughs, and Marco eyes flick upward quickly and then he averts his gaze. Marco fiddles with his fork. [[Are his hands shaking? | Avert eyes]]\n\n[[Jeb feels bold, drunk, and moves his feet underneath the table. | Footsie]]\n\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/do_it.png">\n\nJeb moves his discolored grey socked foot slowly up Marco's foot, then to his ankle....and then up down and his leg in a slow, methodically fashion. \n\n[[Up and down. No one seems to notice | Bye Felicia]]\n\n[[Jeb's palms are sweating. Marco seems unfazed | Play Cool]]\n\n\n\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/spilled_wine.png">\n\nJeb knocks over a glass of red wine, and it spreads and blooms across the table...and all over his pants. \n\n"Oh my, what I have done? So clumsy I am...I should get up...and go change..." Jeb said slowly, staring at Marco, and jerking his head ever so slightly. \n\nMarco said,"Oh....are you coming back, or something...?" \n\nJeb jerks his head, "I'm going to go change....rght now." \n\nMarco said,"Right....but...are you coming back...?"\n\nJeb, perpelexed mouths, FOLLOW.ME. \n\n\nJeb winks, and leave.\n\nMarco counts \n\nFIVE\n\nFOUR\n\nTHREE\n\nTWO\n\nONE\n\n[[and starts....to follow | Bunk]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/heh.png">\n\n"Don't forget a cleaning crew for the stage, Cheney. This one here <html> <a target="_window" href = "https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/the-fix/wp/2015/09/24/donald-trump-is-attacking-marco-rubio-for-being-sweaty-why/"> sweats. </a>"</html>\n\n[[Trump exits, heading for the stage.|Trump Exit]]\n\n[[Trump turns around and opens his mouth.|Trump Jed]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/foot_in_crotch.png">\n\nMarco giggles, thinking, we are totally undressing each others with our eyes.\n\nOmg, but would he laugh at my boxers? \n\nI mean, my boxers are really nice. They have little crosses on them for Jesus, who died for our sins. And they are properly blousely and fitted. It's like a well venilated tent but for my junk. \n\nOMG.\nMarco snaps back to reality because...\n\nJeb's foot is going higher, and higher...[[and, and and...| Jeb Signals]]\n\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/cheney_reveal.png" >\n\nThe hood drops. \n\n\n"Men, welcome to Debate Camp!" Dick Cheney roars. \n\n[["Who |Trump First]] wants to volunteer [[first|Jeb First]] for training?" Dick Cheney asks, the question hanging in the air.

Debate Camp: A romantic horror story

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/marcos_arm.png">\n\nMarco feels the tears whelling up in his eyes. \n\nDon't cry, don't cry, don't cry. he tells himself. Presidents *tiniest of sobs* really don't cry in public. \n\n"Marco, I think you did well, given the opponenet," the kindest voice says. \n\nMarco turns to Jeb, "Thank you." \n\n[[Jeb holds out his hand for a shake| Marco's arm]].\n\n[[Jeb gives Marco's shoulder the tiniest of squeezes | squeezes]].

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/trump2.png">\n\nTrump interjects, "Look it, let's listen to man who's had some realy LADIES experiences, amirite or amirite? I know what women want and need. Botox as tax right offs, and gym memberships but only if you work for it." \n\nJeb starts, "Well I.."\n\nTrump continues,"Well, uh what? Look Bush, what do you think of womens' rights? Women have rights. Let's keep those rights, and give them some good things they look decent. Right, right?" \n\nTrump bolsters.\n\nThe debate is over before it starts. \n\n[[Jeb stuttered,and tried to interject, "If I may finish," he started. But it was no use. ]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/house_with_secret_lair.png">\n\nMEANWHILE, back in the cave of his secret lair. Cheney lowers his hood, and sips an old Chianti.\n\n"It feels really good to finally be comfortable and let it all hang out," he sighs, starting to...slither.\n\nCheney reaches his left hand behind his head and a zipping sound can be heard [[and...|Raptor Reveal]]\n\n \n\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/trump_bush.png">\n\nJeb walks up the mic, feeling his confidence growing. \n\nBut Trump swaggers up, face relaxed, and then contorting into all of his many poses, as though there were a thousand cameras already watching.\n\n\n[[Marco felt in the pit of his stomach, this debate was over before it started. | Debate Done]]\n\n[[Jeb waves, his confidece growing. He saddles up to the mic. | Maybe Win?]]\n

Marco opens his mouth to respond and ---\n\n[["MEN, err and Carly, finish up. It's time for our final debate" | Cheney bellows.]]\n\nBreakfast is over before it even really began.

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/bush2.png">\n\nWHY DID I DO THAT?! Jeb's brain screams. \n\nWAIT, WHY AM I UPSET? He ponders. And turns around, and hurries out the door.\n\n[[Later on...at dinner | Dinner time]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/carly_wtf.png">\n\n"Cheney, this is ridiculous we are all adults. Can you just reign in Trump?"\n\nCheney grins, "Can't handle the heat?"\n\n[["Everyone the debate is over," Cheney says and I have some advice to impart. | Closing Arguments]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/maybe_win.png">\n\nJeb starts, "Women are so important. Women are important to our cause. Our wives, sisters, and daughters need almost as many rights as we do." \n\nJeb pauses, and the audience seems interested. Almost no one was texting on their blackberries.\n\nRun with it, Bush! Jeb thought.\n\n[[Jeb opens his mouth to speak but...| Trump Monolouge]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/the_next_day.png">\n\nTHE NEXT DAY:\n\nMarco is nowhere to be found.\n\nCheney looks out into the forest, chewing on a ciggerate. \n\n"Another one bites the dust."\n\nJeb looks forlorning down at the ground, and internally cries. \n\n[[Back to Start |Start]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/cheney_jeb_intro.png">\n\n"Ah, yes, Bush the younger!" Cheney smiled. \n\n"This pleases me, this pleases me greatly.\n\nIt's like our own version of Camelot, but, you know, none of you support that nonesense like women's lib or abortion." \n\nJed smiles and heads towards the [[debating chamber|debate room]].

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/trump_first.png">\n\n"Look, obviously the guy who is going first is me, I mean come on, it's Trump, ya know?" a yellow bouffant aggressively assersts itslef. \n\n"And, I'll tell you, I'll annihlate every one of yous. I will. It's going to be embarassing for your children and your children's children."\n\nCheney arches an eyebrow.\n\n"The first debate is [[Donald Trump|Heh]] versus [[Marco Rubio|Oh Jeez]]!"

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/kiss.png">\n\n>>Knock knock\n\n"Jeb?" A tiny voice asks meekly. \n\nJeb jump up, and throws the door open. \n\nMarco eyes widen, and Jeb grabs him by the collar and...\n\nsmashes his face into Marco's face in a passionate embrace.\n Is this what kissing is? Marco's brain synapses fire away? \n\nJeb grabs Marco's butt and it grows into a deeper kiss. He throws Marco on the bed. \n\nMarco exclaims,"Finally!" and then blushes, intensely. \n\n[[Jeb crawls on the bed getting closer and closer to Marco. | Do they?]]

\n<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/bed_sheets.png">\n\n\nAnd they do it.\n\nVery passionately.\n\nFor at least 15 minutes. \n\nBoth are breathing heavily.\n\n"That was AMAZING!" Jeb explains. \n\nMarco looks over,"Should we run away together?"\n\n"That's not the worst idea I've ever heard," Jeb responds, cheast heaving. "I mean, no one can stop this love of ours." \n\nThey kiss and gather their things to run off into the night together as "I Believe In a Thing Called Love" plays on Jeb's iPod third generation in the background. \n\n[["We didn't really want to be president, anway," Jeb said, "We just wanted to be....loved." Marco kisses him,"It's us against the world, bae." | Cheney Raptor]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/smirking_trump.png">\n\nTrump narrows his eyes and smirks. \n\n"Jed, I always wanted to know, which colorblind intern made your logo?" \n\nAnd slinks off. \n\n[[Jeb heads to the debate | Jeb Debate]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/knock_on_door.png">\n\nMarco enters the bunk area and realizes...\n\nThere are fifteeen different rooms. \n\nNow...which one is Jeb's? \n\n[[Marco decides to knock on every single door, whispering ever so innocently,"Jeb..?" |FINALLY]]\n\n

I am not even hungry, Marco thinks.\n\nWhatever, that's probably bad for my figure. Doesn't the camera add ten pounds? He ponders.\n\nJeb sits down next Marco.\n\nThe hairs on both of their necks stand straight up. Everything feels...electrified. \n\n".....hi." Jeb whipsers, hoarsely. \n\nMarco heart starts to pound. "Hi....yourself."\n\nMarco feels beyond embarassed. Smooth, so so so so smooth, He thinks inwardly and dejectedly. \n\nJeb smiles....\n[[How was your evening? He asks | Interruption]]\n

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/ted_arms.png">\n\nTed begins to move his arms awkwardly. \n"Jeb, Jeb do you have a second. I have some questions." \n\nJeb tries very, very very hard to not start at Cruz's arms, as Cruz contintues to attempt to make conversation. Jeb is lost in thought just staring. \n\nDoes he really not know how to use his arms? Jeb wonders. \n\n[[Jeb looks up,"Excuse me, Ted. I need to ask Marco something." And turns to make a move towards Marco. | Interruption]]

Jeb decides to keep walking. \n\nThough, he regrets every step, for some reason. \n\n[[Later on...at dinner | Dinner time]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/crying_eye.png">\n\nMarco heads back to his room and....debates about masturbating furiously. \n\nNo, no, NO. Good CHRISTIAN boys DON'T DO THAT. \n\nHe sobs himself quietly to sleep and dreams of walking along the beach in stiff wool suits with Jeb. \n\n[[ In the morning...| Second Debate]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/sweaty_rubio.png">\n\n"Uh...this should be a really exciting debate...sir..." Rubio, stuttering, starts to [[sweat|Heh]].

\n<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/bare_footsie.png">\n\n\nMarco slips his own shoe off....and starts to play footise with Jeb's foot.\n\nIt was like their feet were holding hands, but in a really sexy way. \n\n[[Jeb gets excited, I think we are definitely eye fucking right now | meow]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/averts_eyes.png">\n\nJeb looks at Marco. Marco is turning red, red, and then redder. \n\nIs he blushing or embarassed...?\n\nJeb moves his foot up and down against Marco's. The hairs on the back of his neck are sticking up. Be cool, be cool Jebbo, you got this, he thinks. \n\nIs that a smile...tugging at Marco's mouth? \n\n[[Marco looks up. | To Leave]]\n\n[[And gets up to leave. | Leaves]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/why_did.png">\n\nMarco goes into full campaign mode, throwing a thumbs up and flashing a smile as if to a large crowd. \n\nWHY DID I DO THAT?! Marco's brain screams. It felt so awkard.\n\nWAIT, WHY AM I UPSET? He ponders. And turns around, and defeatedly watches the debates.\n\n[[Later on...at dinner | Dinner time]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/dinner_time.png">\n\nDinner is in a deep, beautiful cave. All black with melting white candles, and velvet. The lighting is low, the tones are hushed, but the mood is high. Waiters in tuxedos and face masks pour ever flowing red wine.\n\nThe mood is so sumbuded and dark and drunk that even Trump is decent dinner company. \n\n[[Marco arrives late and is seated across the table from Jeb, and averts his eyes. | Avert eyes]] \n\n[[ Jeb clears his throat, trying to get Marco's attention. | Jeb Cough]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/jebs.png">\n\nJeb shakes Marco's hand, firmly, and longly. \n\nOne...\n\nTwo...\n\nThree... he let's go. \n\n[[Later on...at dinner | Dinner time]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/averts_eyes.png">\n\nMarco averts his eyes, and feels his cheeks burning. What is this senstation? \n\nCan everyone tell how awkward I am...? His heart was pounding. Omg, what is going on? Can everyone tell? \n\n[[He moves his hand towards the table and pulls it back. | Footsie]]\n\n[[Jeb coughs, Marco flicks his eyes upward and feels such an intense sensation, he immediately looks down. This is so high school, why do I feel this way? I am married. | Crushes]]\n\n

\n<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/marco_stutter.png">\n\n\nMarco turns bright red.\n\n"uhh...." he clears his throat, trying to start the debate.\n\n"Do you have anything to say," Cheney asks." \n\n"Well, I mean my thoughts on abortion are that they..." \n\n"ARE WRONG. ABOSULTELY WROOOOOoooOOOooOoOOoOONG." Trump tears in. \n\n"Trump wins." Cheney says, looking disdainfully at Marco. "Can't you speak?" \n\nMarco just whimpers [[and slinks off stage | Sees Jeb]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/raptor_reveal.png">\n\nCheney pulls off his skin and...reveals his true form.\n\n[[The End| Pls Clap]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/jeb_on_bed.png">\n\nJeb sits...waiting on the bed, but still in his stained pants. He doesn't really notice, probably because he's intoxicated with sexual excitement. \n\nEvery part of his body is tingling. \n\nA few minutes go by. Where is Marco? \n\n[[Jeb waits a little longer, getting slightly confused| Where Is Marco?]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/second_debate.png">\n\nShame faced, tired, and full of dred, Marco enters the mess hall for breakfast. \n\nThe morning light is his worst enemey. \n\nJeb bounds over, filled with delight...\n\nand is immediately intercepted by Ted Cruz. \n\n[[Marco sits down | Breakfast]]\n\n[["Jeb, do you have a minute?" Ted asks. |Ted Arms]]

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/sad_jeb.png">\n\nIt was no use. \n\n"Jeb, respond to debt."\n\n"Well, I think-" \n\n"It doesn't matter what HE thinks. I RUN AN EMPIRE. AND, I know how the Chinese think. I've worked with the Chinese." \n\nTrump steamrolled Jeb. The air just left the entire room, and none of the other debaters looked excited. \n\n[["Cheney," Carly started. | Carly Speaks]]\n

'fan' fiction by: caroline sinders \n\nillustrations by: greg borenstein

<img src="http://gregborenstein.com/games/debate_camp/images/voice_in_the_dark.png">\n\n"Gentleman, welcome," a gruff voice bellows from the bowels of this wooded camp.\n\n"You, my friends, YOU have been selected to help preserve the sancity of the human race, and all beliefs that represent the right way of life. My friends, you are the true Americans.\n\nAnd we are here to train." \n\nA hooded shadow walks [[into the light|Cheney Reveal]].