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Capitalism, Hey!: pep!pep!
[ 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? ]
Re: YEAR 4
[She doesn't, at this point, know what else there is to do.]
Re: YEAR 4
Though I, I g-guess we don't n-need that many new clothes with... f-fancy ones. So we can... put 1000 toward a n-new house if we b-blow off taxes...
Re: YEAR 4
[Though she isn't feeling that so much, really.]
Re: YEAR 4
S-Sorry I, I messed this up...