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Capitalism, Hey!: BARiTONES
[ 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: SET YOUR BUDGET.
Uh, why do you look so weird?
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
[ssssswishes her tail]
We're not wasting that much on clothes. Crown doesn't need fancy stuff, we're sticking him in the mine.
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
[ WORRY???? also mild offense but mostly worry ]
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
now it's just offense.
okay maybe there's a bit of tearing up here but also there's tailwhipping, so ]
It's makeup. This is what I looked like after I died, not all of us are lucky enough to come here looking like we what we actually are, Kohime.
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
If you wanna fight, wait 'til after the game.
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
[ goes to sit in a corner and sulk. ]
Re: SET YOUR BUDGET.
Stares at, tail twitching a lil.]