You're at a presidential debate. Why? I don't know. One of the running candidates is the infamous/famous Smigerdoodle. You see her standing behind her podium on the risen stage, using a box for a makeshift foot step. She's that short - about 4 feet tall. She has tan-ish light-ish skin, and medium-length dark brown hair that's messy. No, like super messy. It kind of curves up into 3 different layers. She has scribbled circles for eyes, that's all white except for times where she does have large, black pupils. She's wearing a fancy black tux with a flower pin near the chest pocket.

Smigerdoodle's... something alright. She's known for her posters, saying to vote for her in years that number's go off the poster itself. She runs every year, just quietly. She's pretty anxious and somewhat of a scaredy-cat. She's a goofy goober alright.

She stands there up on the stage, clutching onto the podium's side, slightly leaning over it. Her scribbled eyes are wide, and completely white. It was her turn to talk.

"I–, uh, you see... Y-You should vote for me, because... -uhm..- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"