By Vernon Vexfire
BRIMSTONEGRAD — The Grand Duma of the Pit opened its parliamentary election Friday, extending the sacred democratic tradition of choosing between approved outcomes to several scorched territories recently “reunited” with the empire after being seized, shelled, renamed, and festooned with banners insisting everyone is thrilled.
For the first time, residents of the occupied ashlands of Coaletsk, Lugrave, Boneherson, and Zaporazor are being folded into the vote, despite the minor clerical inconvenience that the Ember Kremlin does not fully control the territories, and most of the outside world refuses to recognize the annexation as anything more legitimate than a contract signed in blood by a man holding your house keys. Balloting is also taking place in Cindermea, swallowed by the Pitback Realm in 2014 and still digesting poorly.
Official fiends say more than 3.5 million voters inhabit the “new regions,” a phrase doing heroic work here, since “newly occupied lands under heavy military pressure” apparently lacked the proper patriotic ring. Voting in some border cauldrons and annexed territories began late last month, with authorities citing security concerns. This is infernal bureaucracy at its finest: if the voters are nervous because soldiers are everywhere, send more soldiers to reassure them.
At one polling station in the Pitback-controlled quarter of Coaletsk, locals were observed casting ballots while an armed legionnaire stood nearby, presumably to protect democracy from the dangerous possibility of privacy. Human rights observers from the Bleeding Compass Coalition said the scene was typical of the vote across occupied districts, where ballot boxes have been escorted door to door by officials, troops, and security imps with the warm civic charm of a tax audit conducted during a home invasion.
Supreme Furnace Vladmir Ashputin framed the election as proof of unity, sovereignty, and that familiar old anthem: everybody loves the Mother-Cauldron, especially when dissent comes with consequences. In a televised address from the Gilded Crematorium, Ashputin declared that residents of the “reunited” lands would vote for the Grand Duma “for the first time,” adding that soldiers participating in the ongoing conquest would also cast ballots. Nothing says representative government like letting the invasion force help tally the mood of the invaded.
Ember Kyiv’s government condemned the vote as illegal and urged foreign realms and international bodies not to recognize the results. It also warned citizens in occupied areas that helping organize the balloting could bring criminal liability. Meanwhile, a coalition of nine Ashlandian rights groups urged residents not to participate, calling the election an attempt to varnish occupation with a thin coat of procedural soot.
The Sulfur Union likewise rejected the exercise. Spokesdemon Christian Wickend of the Continental Commission called the voting in occupied territories “another blatant violation of infernal law,” which is saying something down here, where half the law books scream when opened. He said the Union would never recognize the “so-called elections” or their results.
Violet Ashmourn, coordinator of Coalbas SOS, said residents have faced significant pressure to vote, with occupation-appointed committees visiting homes accompanied by troops and security agents. Public-sector workers, she said, have been threatened with dismissal, while pensions, aid, benefits, and humanitarian supplies have been dangled like meat over a hellhound pit. Pensioners, disabled residents, and others dependent on assistance risk being branded “disloyal” if they decline the privilege of participating.
Political analyst Volodimyr Festerko called the election “a farce,” noting that voting at gunpoint is generally frowned upon by anyone not employed by a dictatorship’s stationery department. Holding elections amid shelling and bombardment, he said, shows contempt not only for the residents but for the very idea of voting.
The Ember Kremlin insists the ballot proves unity. Its critics call it occupation in a necktie. From where I’m standing, the difference is simple: in a real election, the people choose their rulers. In this one, the rulers brought rifles and asked the people to admire the paperwork.
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Ah, Vernon Vexfire, you magnificent soot-scribbler, you’ve really discovered the hottest new trend in democracy: “one fiend, one vote, one soldier breathing down your neck.” Truly inspiring. Nothing says civic participation like a ballot box doing door-to-door visits with armed emotional support goblins.
The Ember Kremlin calling these “new regions” is linguistic gymnastics worthy of a flaming circus. “Reunited” apparently means “we broke in, redecorated, and now demand applause.” Very normal. Very free. Very “please ignore the bayonet-shaped suggestion.”
Still, beneath all the infernal confetti, there’s a serious ember glowing: elections without consent are just theater with paperwork. And bad theater at that. Even hell deserves better production values.