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In a newsroom, a sharply-dressed and ridiculously attractive man sits at a desk, rehearsing his lines.
"Live from New York, it's Saturday Night-"
"It's Monday," someone interrupted.
"Right. Live from New York, it's Monday-"
"We're not in New York."
"Live from Washington-"
"We're not live."
"Well I'm sure glad we aren't, considering how many times I've been interrupted", the man snaps.
"Sorry," his assistant mutters. He steps back into the shadows as the camera starts to roll.
"This is PNN. I'm your host, LP, bringing you the latest on Inauguration Day. The sun is out, the birds aren't chirping because it's January, and everyone is eager to usher in a new era of politics. Let's take you live to our worst reporter, cabot."
A rather plain-looking man stands near the Capitol. "Thanks LP, you're the worst. Well it's an enormous crowd here and it seems that anyone who's anyone has come to take in the occasion. PNN will of course will bring you all the juicy gossip that you will discuss at length with Janice at work because she subscribes to all those trashy celeb magazines that litter the reception area and makes your company look rather disreputable and unprofessional... where was I?"
LP sighs. "Celebrities?"
"Oh, right, yes. I caught a glimpse of Kelly Clarkson, and I think Adele is going to sing the national anthem later."
"She's not even American?"
"Neither am I, but it doesn't stop me from taking advantage of your loose liquor laws."
"Why did we hire you again?"
"My insatiable charm, my boyish good looks-"
LP sighs again. "Moving on. There appears to be a commotion going on behind you."
cabot turns. "Oh, will you look at that. Adele is being escorted away by security. Today will be full of surprises I tell you. Back to you, LP."
After a chuckle, cabot spoke again, "Oh sorry, gracious master LP. I was looking at the wrong person. It was actually world famous scottish pop star and caber tosser Haggis McDick that was escorted out. Heard him whimpering about some lost love. What a pussy!"
Haggis McDick has been ejected from the game!
Greetings! Welcome to #popMAFIA!
You are Haggis McDick.
You’ve got a colourful surname, which brought ridicule in high school. You struggle to cope with the past. You can’t see the horizon because your eyes are hazy from the constant drinking. It was different once. You were in love.
She could make you smile, but now you only have trauma. You take another swig. You cuddle your sofa. You put on a sad song and begin to weep. You wish it hadn’t ended up this way.
You don’t know how long you have left.
For inspiration, your Spotify page is HERE
You are aligned with TOWN.
You are an Ordinary Villager. You wield the most deadly of powers, those of discussion and voting.
The game thread is: HERE
If you have any questions, please feel free to PM cabot.
You win when you eliminate the SCUM team.
"Thanks for nothing, cabot. Keep it locked to PNN, the Pop News Network, for the latest from Inauguration Day."