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the year is 2080. the poor live and toil in enclosed iron spaces, only taking breaks precisely once per day to consume an unrecognizable gruel. they jitter from the lack of proper nutrition as they work mindlessly as drones, no pleasures, no joys. for the middle classes, reality has been obsoleted by VR, shielded from them by the gatekeepers, the uppermost echelons of society. this middle class has become so jaded by the constant influx of sensory information and the cruel cannibalism of fully metastasized capitalism that only one work of art can stimulate an emotional reaction in them. that emotion is a raw, ice cold, soul-piercing horror: billion surprise toys
Edited by Rambly, 24 August 2018 - 10:17 PM.