Meanwhile, back in Corneria...
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Sara |
Dad, your approval rating is slightly lower than a hole in the head.
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King Steve |
Oh, I'm sure they're exaggerating like the infinitely stupid morons they are.
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Sara |
Well, the poll only had two choices. One, be ruled over by King Steve forever. Two, get a sword through your head. We lost 52% of the participants.
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King Steve |
Tough but fair.
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Sara |
Look, Dad. You got a lot of sympathy out of that "My precious daughter's been kidnapped again" shtick.
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Sara |
But that was months ago and your subsequent rape of the earth campaign did not go over well with... er, anyone.
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King Steve |
Oh, silly, silly, ignorant Sara.
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King Steve |
We're royalty. We heed not approval ratings. A disgruntled, disenchanted, and disenfranchised populace is, if anything, a sign of our success as rulers!
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Sara |
It is much more difficult to overthrow a king who is loved than one who is loathed.
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King Steve |
You may have a point despite your being female.
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Sara |
Crazy how that works out, ain't it.
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King Steve |
What we need is some crazy scheme to artificially inflate my standing in the public eye so I can get away with even more atrocities.
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Beat. Sara looks annoyed.
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Sara |
Or we could start using our position responsibly; consolidate our financial, cultural, and military power until we are poised to take over the world with peace and stability instead of fear. Help usher in a new era of peace, etc.
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King Steve |
Something like an unsolicited attack on Corneria itself!
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Sara |
You're not listening to me are you.
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King Steve |
I'm listening to what now?
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