The Puzzlemaster paces nervously around the room. Entirely uncertain of what to do. Where is the trunzel arm? Did history get altered ridiculously, or did this actually happen? Perhaps an alternate universe? Have bagels been invented yet? Do bagels exist in alternate universes?
Before he can answer any of these questions. The Greek and Mr. Scene stand up.
"Gentlemen," says The Greek, "through the powers invested in us by your vote, we have decided to make it such that the Boss' gang and all its related affiliates, such as the 4th Street Boys, the Wrecking Yard, and the Downtown Choppers, will lend a hand, to the best of their abilities, to ensure that there is adequate funding such that the alien artifact, and all related research, shall work towards the benefit of all."
Various members in the room begin to raise their hands to clap, but look towards the Puzzlemaster to initiate it. Rather than clapping, he stares blankly ahead, attempting in vain to process the words he just heard.
Bookwyrm breaks the awkward silence by clarifying.
"
The government has passed a liberal policy."
"
Excellent! Zis is, erhm, excellent news, Strudel! Jawohl!"
The table begins to applaud before the Puzzlemaster, realizing he commands the room and riding strong upon this power high, slams his fist heavily upon the table.
"THERE SHALL BE NONE OF ZE CLAPPING! WE MUST ADVANCE! WE HAVE NO TIME! QUICKLY! MAKE ZE NEXT PERSON IN ZE LINE TO BE DER PRESIDENT!"
"What? Why would we do that, we just had-"
"VE VILL ASK ZE QUESTIONS!"
"Who's 'we'?!"
"SILENCE, STRUDEL!"
A liberal policy has been passed.
The current president is
kusumahendra, who must pick a chancellor. The chancellor cannot be anyone from the previous government (greeklover, supplementscene).
The journalists have provided some pictures of the current situation.
https://i.imgur.com/RfGPUxC.jpg https://i.imgur.com/Ewc3E4V.jpg https://i.imgur.com/jDpELJx.jpg