Away from the madding crowd in a heavily guarded yet quiet room, a man stands in front of a full-length mirror. He adjusts his hair and his tie. Standing ramrod straight, he raises one hand.
"I do solemnly swear--ahem, I do, ahem, sow-len-lem-lee sowlemnly solemnly, ahem"
He sways a bit as he works his mouth.
"Solenly, no solemmmly, solemm-lee"
He squints. Is that a bead of sweat on his forehead?
A memory bubbles to the surface unbidden. He's 12 years old and his mother is combing his hair as he stands impeccably dressed. His father, arms crossed, watches on.
"Wait, are you sweating? In this climate-controlled room?"
His lips suddenly dry, he stammers out "Father, I'm nervous."
"Why would you be nervous?" his father barks out. "You've been prepared for this your whole life. You are a paragon of our kind. Men want to be you. Women want to be with you.
They should be nervous. Now stand up straighter and repeat after me: They are the nervous ones."
"They are the nervous ones."
"Remember that. Now go."
A knock interrupts the man from his reverie. "Mr. President?" His Chief of Staff is at the door.
Not moving, the President snaps "what is it? Did I not ask to not be disturbed?"
"There is someone who wants to see you. I can't understand anything he's saying, but he claims to be the famous singer Robbie Williams."
"Who?"
"Exactly. Robert Peter "Robbie" Williams (born 13 February 1974) is an English singer--"
"Stop, I don't need his Wikipedia entry verbatim. He's not American. Kick him out."
"Of the area?"
"Of the country."
"Sir, I'm not sure--"
His face darkening, the President takes a menacing step forward. "Get out."
"Yessir right away sir" the Chief of Staff squeaks out, backpedaling furiously.
The President smiles.
They are the nervous ones.
CornBurrito has been ejected from the game!
Greetings! Welcome to
#popMAFIA!
You are
Robbie Williams.
You’re the one.
Once in Take That, then not, then once again, then not again. You’ve had a tumultuous life, but you are good at taking that mess and creating some pretty catchy tunes out of it. A true ambassador of
#BRITPOP. So get your best suit on, align your bowtie and get ready to
#ROCKDJ.
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.
The Night Phase is now 48 hours.
Day 4 Begins
The OFFICIAL
#popMAFIA playlist
AM I POP? has been updated. It can be found
HERE.