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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? ]

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Or I will!
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Food takes 900.
Tell me, what else are we doing... to get enough to eat?
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Even if we steal money, it won't guarantee us food for the duration! So I'll steal! And work to make sure there's food on the table!
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The weak survive. The strong get justice.
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Fine. Steal food. We steal food. Might as well. Hell, if we go to prison, at least then we would have a roof over our heads and food. Nice, right? Perfect. Let's get to it.
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Strength is all there is. You fight your way to the top or you die trying. That's all life is.
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I'll go hunt the idiots who stole from us. I won't eat. One mouth less for you to feed. I'll come back with my head high or not at all.
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[because it could have been fucking avoided to begin with]
As long as you don't drag the rest of us down with you, do what you want.
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bye. ]