CardBox Politics :: 1.0

he noticeboard of the Republic of Cardboard Box had a new announcement.

“As all 373 of you had been informed through word of mouth – We, the Republic of Cardboard Box will be running out of resources in 39 days time. There will soon be NO MORE cardboard for farming, fuel, making soap, and of course NO MORE GOSSIPS & official announcements on notices like this. For such a dire situation, a random draw was conducted and Lights was honorably chosen as our noble explorer for the better good. Lights will survey the surrounding waters for new resources and living area.

Lights will set off tomorrow for the eastern waters. Kinsmen, please head to the northeastern harbor front at one hour after sunrise. Do not, I REPEAT, DO NOT crowd at the jetty! It will cause the jetty to collapse as the weight of all 372 enthusiastic Cardboard Boxians will have a devastating effect on the small surface area of the jetty.

May the Box be with Lights.”

At one hour after sunrise, there were around 200 chatty Cardboard Boxians gathered at the harbor front. The ground had given way a little but was still holding. This was the first time so many Cardboard Boxians were allowed at one place. The previous time when all 370 (before Mrs Grubby had her triplets) of them gathered at Grubby’s house to give her a baby shower, her floor gave way and half of the Cardboard Boxians fell into the sea while the other half got stuck at the hole.