text: [Themes: sci-fi, dystopia, post-apocalyptic, science fiction]
  
  There's not much to tell you about this site except that it's a word game where you control the players. If you really want to get invested in this site, read one of the top story games or (my personal favorite) one of the homo perfectus series. Other than that enjoy... Also, italics means your character is thinking to him/herself or recalling what someone said.
  
  Plutonium-239 is a fissionable isotope and can be used to make a nuclear fission bomb similar to that produced with uranium-235. The bomb which was dropped at Nagasaki was a plutonium bomb. Not enough Pu-239 exists in nature to make a major weapons supply, but it is easily produced in breeder reactors.
  
  Famous scientist Enrico Fermi claimed he discovered element 94 in 1934, but it turned out to be a mixture of other elements including barium and krypton.
  
  [Author's Note: The future of our world. Thank you to all the members of the site who helped clean it up, we appreciate it.]
  
  > The New Republic
  Located just outside of the Earth's atmosphere The New Republic!
  
  Foreseeing the events causing the Great War, the elite of our society pooled their resources together to create The New Republic!
  
  Their idea was almost noble, they believed humanity had fallen to the worst forms of corruption and thought a war between man would cleanse out the filth among us. Those deemed worthy would live with them, with enough dry food stored to last a few lifetimes. They quickly became tired of each others company, with no where to go small faction rose among them promising to deliver the much needed change that would salvage their plan. It might have worked, if not for the interference of one man. A maintenance worker for the ship, who believed humanities era was over and decided to put an end to what he saw was a futile struggle by dropping all of their food and leaving them to starve. Democracy (though you could hardly call it that) fell, and the factions announced themselves to each other and claimed pieces of the earth for themselves.
  
  If there were weapons on board that ship, perhaps their pseudo-revolution would have been bloody and quick. On the contrary, they each claimed control of the weapons on earth, left unmanned since the Last war, and waged war on each factions respective country. While the violence threatened to wipe out what few humans there were left, they lived comfortably above it all. Now they're in a race to determine who exactly it is will take control, the rules are simple; whoever it is that creates and establishes the first successful colony on earth will be named supreme leaders of The New Republic.
  
  "If you're listening to this message the unthinkable has happened... But fear not citizens! In preparation for these events, there was an urgent need, no, a necessity to preserve and maintain the human spirit... In response to the actions of our allies and enemies... We have created a shelter... A shelter made of the most resilient metals on planet earth... That will doubtlessly last until the effects of these weapons are a distant memory... Until then, however, we've compiled a list of our best and brightest...Er... Humanity will not fall. America will not die..."
  
  -Marcus Dreger, The Last Speech, President #49
  
  > Play as a Founder
  [Disclaimer: This path is severely underwritten, play at your own risk.]
  
  There's no point to it anymore. You think to yourself gazing outside. No point to...
  
  > Living.
  And you're right. You've lost your drive. There's no point creating, nothing holds any value anymore, not after the war. Not after their response to the war.
  
  > Reflect.
  You were a scientist way back when. They drafted you into the creation of the O2 field providing air for this entire shuttle. As a reward, you were paid handsomely and given a pass to stay after it was completed. Initially, you rejected their offer but recanted once the peace talks ended. Then again, everyone knew what was going to happen after the talks ended. Unlike quite a few of the staff and crew members, you didn't have to worry about taking anyone with you or leaving anyone behind though whether you regret neglecting your social life is up for debate. You've dedicated your life to your work, they didn't even have a base here left
  
  And now you're stuck here. You have your own little room at the bottom of the shuttle, a full glass pane wall that sees the sun every rotation.
  
  That was interesting for all of three weeks.
  
  But then it just became a regular part of life. Their pseudo-internet allows you to revisit a younger earth before the war, but that only makes things worse. You are truly and utterly bored with life.
  
  Your biggest regret of all, however, isn't going with them, it's that you helped them create this base in the first place. They imagined the war would be the reset humanity needed, a chance to clear the filth and create a utopia from the ashes. But humanity was the filth, and the engineers didn't build the shuttle to the specifications necessary for repeated trips to the Earth and back. They aren't even willing to use the military technology they have to find out how many survivors there might be. They called it a waste of time.There's no doubt in your mind that the people who wanted it created are the most arrogant and selfish you've ever met. And they only stored enough food to last them a lifetime.
  
  Half that if Francis doesn't stop trying to see how many rations can fit in his mouth at any given moment. You think to yourself bitterly.
  
  Your greatest accomplishment yet, but there isn't anyone left to enjoy it besides you and the people you built it for.
  
  > end it all.
  You've been thinking about doing this for a while now. The cat videos of the internet have lost their allure, and with no life purpose to keep you going you might as well just die. You're just surprised you have the energy to do it today of all days. There's no poison on this base so doing this will inevitably involve the ship.
  
  > minimize the damage
  Yeah... You hate all of them but there's no point taking them down with you. You walk past the dorms set up for the lower class members to an elevator. You looked up a bunch of coding videos so you have little trouble hacking into the control system and unlocking the emergency pods for yourself.
  
  Setting one up you step inside, it doesn't have any particular coordinates but you always wanted to see the moon.