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Capitalism, Hey!: avante en garde
[ 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? ]
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[there some stuff missing there]
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If th-they object, then—ffffuck them.
The mine, too.
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W-we must end their r-r-reign of injustice. W-we can't be the only ones l-living like this.
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Still, what do we do after that? Without the mine, even what we have now will run out.
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W-we could run the mine, instead?
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P-perhaps if w-we raise support from other w-workers, we can... overthrow the management?
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Cardigan-san, may I kill them?
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Let's take a vote on it.
I'm for it.
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