Capitalism, Hey!: avante en garde

[idolpro]

[ 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? ]

Comments

[deicider]

[YCardigan is curled against Griffin's side, breathing thingly.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Was it strange that he so quickly got used to having them curled up next to him? He wheezes, trying to turn his head towards them]

Where'd they get you...?

[deicider]

[muffled:]

Everywhere.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[ c o o l ]

...Sorry. I've been... useless... [Maybe if he'd actually been there to help fight, instead of shivering and sick in the cold...]

[deicider]

I would never blame you. We did everything together.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[He shakes his head. If they couldn't sacrifice other units, then... to maximize everyone else's chances at survival...]

Your plan... t'break out. It'd work better if someone stayed... as a distraction.

[deicider]

No it wouldn't!

[gigadevilbreaker]

They'd be on you... with guns. Just like before.

Just lemme... do something.