(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f2/Gated_community_near_Ezeiza.jpg)<br/><br/>In his mind, the day starts just before dawn. He had to keep some secrets in his position, some of them seem ridiculous but he does them anyway because that's what you do with his job. This wasn't one of those secrets but it didn't get around as much as one would think. The Mayor liked these early mornings, this wasn't a secret but he didn't advertise it. When he could get up early he always takes a good long run through the streets before his shower and his work truely starts.<br/><br/>Three years ago was the "Purple Plague", an epidemic on a scale never seen before or sense. We considered ourselves lucky that it only killed those with comprimised immune systems anyway. No, the real horror of the Purple Plague didn't hit until after the disease had already burned itself out, and the babies stopped coming. As far as the scientists can tell only about 1% of the human race can still reproduce - the rest sterilized by the disease.<br/><br/>The Communities officially started about two-and-a-half years ago. They're considered a semi-secret, the public knows that they're a government program but you'd be surprised how few people actually know how many Communities there are and where they are. Not even the President knows where all of them are - though he would if he was one of the 1%. The Mayors know though, the Mayors know all about what goes on in the Communities - more then they will ever let on.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>'The Mayor'<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Orientation<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A Really Nice Suit, After a Shower<br/><hr/><br/>He made it a point to shower and dress up a bit for this sort of day. Of course they were still finding more fertile people - the initial rush was gone but the way to find the fertile was really the old fashioned way. Either get knocked up, get someone else knocked up, or go talk make an appointment with a Doctor.<br/><br/>So the news that he'd be getting some new arrivals, didn't surprise him. He had double checked to make sure the Midwife knew but he knew he probably didn't have to. He knew he made a point to always be the first non-armed face the new arrivals saw as they government vehicles took them right to the front gate. Past the gate there was a meeting center, then another vehicle was waiting to take them deeper into the territory. Here there was a forest seperating this community from the rest of the world - an element of geographical seperation was something all the Communities had in common.<br/><br/>The Mayor was early, taking a seat at the head of the orientation room - a small auditorium really if more for the early days - and he checks his watch. The new batch should be in soon, and a couple people working for him should be doing their thing nearby. He always did like having a few other friendly faces also present to help sell all this. He was the Mayor, his job was too make sure the Community Worked - and if his suit was any indication it was going to work great.