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? ]

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[deicider]

[After a stunned silence, they laugh weakly.]

At last you're saying whats on your mind.

[softlyfalling]

...at least you still have the strength to rib me, so you can't be doing all that badly.

[ she wipes the tears from her eyes, even though she's still sniffling. ]

I don't know what to do. Hope for a quick death, maybe.

...This is a little bit what it felt like, to want to destroy the world.

[deicider]

... The world is made up of choices. You can destroy one world just by choosing another.

[softlyfalling]

I want... the world to be better on this.

It's just hard to even imagine right now.

[deicider]

It can be. I know it can be.

Once we have that world, all of this will have been worth it a thousand times over.

[softlyfalling]

...let's try and survive to see it, all right?