"LET THERE BE BREXIT!"
"BREXIT! YEAH"
"OOOOHHH BREXIT"
"BREXIT ME!"
"WE ARE ALL BREXIT"
David Dimbledy sighed. This wasn't an ordinary Question Time. Eighteen politicians had gathered to deal with the brexit horde. It was going to be a long night.
"Let's take the first question, you in the nipple ring and with the fleshlight attached"
In amongst pleasing groans, the chap spoke.
"After THE GLORIOUS BREXIT. BREXIT!"
The crowd shouted ‘Brexit!' in unison.
"Can we ban all pineapple pizza? Can we enforce hourly cake consumption?"
The politicians hadn't prepared for this, they thought the referendum was enough to shut the masses up, but not now.
They're actually talking even more.
Lord help us.....
One jittery politician suddenly got up on his chair and reached for the ceiling panel. He unearths a noose.
"I can't do this, I can't see our great nation shoot itself in the foot all for pandering to fools. I will not stand for this, I will hang!"
He then proceeds to tie it round his neck and kicks his chair away. Inexplicably, his neck snaps immediately, must have been some solid rope. Only the finest rope for dramatic suicides.
A Hopeless MP has been killed!
BREXIT! THIS IS BREXIT!
FREEDOM!
TAKE BACK CONTROL!
ARR!
You are
The Hopeless MP.
You're going to be shitting yourself a lot. If your constituency doesn't already hate you, they will when the stink sinks in after Brexit. Woops.
You are aligned with TOWN.
You voted LEAVE in the EU referendum
You are an Ordinary Villager. You can vote, because that's what matters.
The game thread is:
HERE
If you have any questions, please feel free to PM cabot.
You win when you eliminate all threats to Town
BREXIT!