Capitalism, Hey!: BARiTONES

[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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[justicebewon]

...Yeah? Watch me.

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.

[lefthandpath]

You'll starve and you'll die. And I'll pity you for it.

[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.

[justicebewon]

[ cool.

bye. ]