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Capitalism, Hey!: sensitIV
[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a run-down one-room shack, with the distinct feeling that the people around you are your family, if you didn't already have such a bond with them.
You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.
What do you do? ]
You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.
What do you do? ]

SET YOUR BUDGET.
Housing - 1000
Food - 900
Medicine - 200
Clothing - 300
LUXURIES: NO RECOMMENDATIONS
Alcohol (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
Other Unspecified Drugs (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
FANCY Clothes (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
Books (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) - 2 UNITS
One Eighth Of An Automobile (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
Nice Furniture (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
CURRENT JOB - SECURITY GUARD - 2400 MONIES.
NEW CRIME ABILITY: HEADHUNT - You can now use your connections to commit street justice! For one unlawful brutalizing and narcing on of any CRIMINAL unit a year, you can confiscate their luxuries!
Current criminals are:
BARiTONES (HUGE CRIMES)
WILD CITY (HUGE CRIMES)
AlcheME!
future is now
HAPPINESS: 40
Will you pay taxes this year?
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
[She breaks off and curls into a ball, shivering.]
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[SUCKS IN A BREATH.]
But we should turn in someone. Baritones, you don't want to target. WILD CITY... we have an agreement with... so that leaves Alcheme! or Future is Now.
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[Mutters something vague and bitter, but nods.]
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I-It is only a luxury, right? S-So it s-should not be too detrimental t-to them if we do...
Though I a-am generally a-against stealing...
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