Description: You have received five invitations to spend next Sunday with different cultural organisations, friends, and family members and they have all come to ask for a bit of your busy schedule.
Option 1: “Have you visited the library recently?” asks the diminutive cleric who had to repeat the sentence 4 times in order to be heard. “We have really spruced things up, and with a nice investment from you we can even open up a new library in @@CAPITAL@@ dedicated to just our Great Leader!”.
Fallout: Making a library for someone is the sincerest form of flattery.
Option 2: "Visiting the library? REPENT!" the leader of a local religious sect queries, her eyes gleaming with fiery colours. "Nay, my brethren, we offer a far more worthwhile experience - 'Parchment, Confess, and Stone', our variant of 'Rock, Paper, Scissors', where we cast away the burdens of queer sin through the ancient ritual of communal stoning! Only like this can you achieve spiritual enlightenment and divine grace. Gay and enthralling, don't you think?" she articulates her words with a giggle after such brilliant wordplay.
Fallout: It is now typical to see @@DEMONYMADJECTIVE@@ carrying heavy rocks when passing next to gay bars.
Option 3: "Forget about stoning people for sins man… that's soooo 1400s!" urges a group of suspiciously-smelling hippies whose hair waves and grabs your forearm. "Come have a smoke, lay in the grass, and chill with us… you gotta connect with nature brah. Spread love, not blood. Abolish those weird practices and let's all reunite and celebrate the beauty of life" they all chant in a chorus as they appear to levitate strangely around your office.
Fallout: @@LEADER@@ has a heated debate about the merits of organic versus non-organic snacks in tofu-flinging altercations on Sundays.
Option 4: “It’s our annual @@NAME@@ legislator @@ANIMALPLURAL@@ hunting retreat!” exclaims your 6’7 Minister of Wildlife. “This is a tradition dating back hundreds of years, how can you miss it? We relax, make some smores, hunt @@ANIMALPLURAL@@ close to extinction, and then stay up doing pillow fights in tents! What could be better than that?”.
Fallout: @@ANIMALPLURAL@@ has grown to fear the smell of toasting marshmallows.
