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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? ]
SET YOUR BUDGET.
Housing - You're in jail.
Food - 900
Medicine - 200
Clothing - 300
HAPPINESS: 120
Alcohol (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
Other Unspecified Drugs (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
FANCY Clothes (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
Books (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
One Eighth Of An Automobile (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
Nice Furniture (costs 100 per unit, adds 20 happiness per year) -
CURRENT JOB - PRISONER. YEARLY INCOME - 0 MONIES.
NEW CRIME ABILITY UNLOCKED: RIOT - This enables you to SERIOUSLY HARM OR KILL a random number of units (up to 5, and you can specify which 5 you'd like to get hit), but you will escape jail and receive 300 happiness in addition to a large amount of luxuries.
No taxes this year.
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Yeah, sure. Why not.
[they tried everything else, so...]
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... sorry.
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They did.
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... s'not any of you I'm mad at. Not really.
1/2
[ pats his head ]
Yeah, I know, you're like, scared of dying. We all are. Why do you think I've got the taste of blood in my mouth like this?
...
None of us are good at dealing with this kinda stuff. What's important is we figure it out, we do our best, and we survive by the end. And we're doing that. Okay?
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You should really apologize to Koko, though. And trust me a bit more in the future, okay? I might be stupid, but I'd rather drown in a pile of pure grodiness than let that hurt any of you.
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what is this thing you are doing with your body squeezing mine???
and I DIDN'T ASK FOR. THESE FEELINGS?!
but nodding.]
Y-yeah, okay.
M'gonna... even if she claws me up.
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Good boy.
[ leans up to kiss his forehead. ]
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but yeah, he's sniffling a little. NOT CRYING THO! AS IF HE WOULD!!
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There, there.
[ this is why you cry in r1, you get all the tears out! ]
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[not moving tho. because in fact, hiding this face.]
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... but also still trying to think how to get out of this.]