Volitopia wrote:Issue is done, except for one thing:"Every time I go on a run I always [Please fill this space!] " screeches @@RANDOMNAMEFEMALE@@
Good job on getting through with your issue well!
(Now regressing into regular forum chatter)Helaw wrote:[title]Please Remain Seated
[desc]Whilst browsing the @@NAME@@ Catalogue, you stumble upon a dreaded rear-end placement utensil, otherwise known as a "chair". Startled, and terrified beyond belief, you screech for the assistance of your advisers.
[validity]Only Australian Republic can receive this issue.
[option]"@@LEADER@@, I am so sorry that you had to see this horrifying object," gasps your secretary, while she tightens her grip on her comforting teddy bear. "We need to get you as far away from those things as possible. I have a safe place 27,560 kilometres away - that's 16,000 miles - and I believe it should do the trick."
[effect]@@LEADER@@ claims to perpetually stand for the good of the people
[option]"I don't see what all the fuss is about," muses your Minister of Silly Lacks of Walking. "We need to get this fear of chairs that you have been cursed by seen to; perhaps even turned into a weapon. Trivial things such as this should not distract you from the fact that in 1998, The Undertaker threw Mankind off Hell In A Cell, and plummeted 16 ft through an announcer's table."
[effect]@@LEADER@@ brandishes steel chairs to threaten foreign dignitaries
[option]"The end times have come!" cries an anonymous woman covered in wood shavings. "We must destroy these accursed idols, and embrace the one true deity; the Bed!"
[effect]board congegrations have been plagued by executives falling asleep in their meeting beds
I swear, you need to make this a real thing!