text: April 24, 2035 - 5:57pm - Your apartment in Pittsburgh
  
  *** You are Joe, a 27 year-old blonde dude. You have an older brother, William, who is serving in the military right now. His wife Amber is a middle-aged blonde doctor in Pittsburgh. ***
  
  Everything went to shit a long time ago, but people are just now realizing it, you think to yourself as you debate whether or not to go out with friends. It's a Friday night, and your usual gang is over at Robbie's, probably already getting drunk and stoned.
  
  The evening news will be starting soon, however. You've been doing a decent job at keeping up with current events.
  
  Here's what you know so far:
  
  There is no government, the economy has pretty much collapsed, and unemployment is the new epidemic to go along with crime and poverty. You actually lost your job at the steel mill recently due to circumstances out of your control. The state of affairs is a lot like those old dystopian films like Soylent Green or The Running Man.
  
  The only thing keeping some people from blowing their brains out are these radio and TV programs ran by an organization calling itself Orion. You guess they could be related to FDR's fireside chats you've read about in old history books as a kid (that was before educational funding was abolished). Every evening, some dipshit comes on the air and tells the world that everything will be okay, and that all we need to do is trust in Orion and they will fix everything.
  
  6:26pm. The news is over. Same old shit. Some prostitute went fucking insane and shot up an entire stairwell full of sleeping homeless people in downtown Pittsburgh. DOW is down a record 1100 points. For the third time in a row, the Olympics are canceled.
  
  On now, is Orion's fireside chat. They might be able to lift your spirits. But the guys at Robbie's are waiting, and you really need to get fucked up in light of your job loss.
  
  > go to Robbie's
  Orion's full of shit, anyway. You drive over to Robbie's apartment, which is just 10 minutes away. You walk in and there they all are: Robbie, pale and scrawny little bastard with a buzz cut; Adrian, the big friendly (and black) giant; Leslie, Robbie's hot brunette hipster girlfriend he doesn't deserve; and Turk and his fairly cute redhead girlfriend, Tiffany. Turk's a little heavy set and wears coke bottle glasses, but has the coolest fro for a white dude you've ever seen. He's the one who pulls out a bag of pure chronic. Robbie opens the fridge, revealing 3 cases of beer and ingredients for Jagerbombs. It's going to be a good night.
  
  And it is. You and your friends get so stoned, you start talking about the possibility of leaving Earth and finding a new home as a way to escape this living hell. Of course, it's far-fetched and pretty much impossible, but it's interesting especially in your current state of mind.
  
  Then the drinking games start. You and the three other dudes play beer pong. In between shots, Robbie and Turk are making out with their girls. You and Adrian are singing along very poorly to Robbie's stereo, which is pretty damn loud for just a party of 6.
  
  Sure enough, at around 3am, while you're all still partying hard, an angry neighbor pounds on the door. You are the only one who hears it...
  
  > answer the door yourself
  "Hold on," you say as you walk over to the door. You look through the peephole and see an innocent looking woman, probably in her mid 40s, wearing a bathrobe.
  
  You open the door and smile. She smiles back and says, "Hello, I live right here across the hall and cannot get to sleep with that music blasting. Do you think you could turn it down? I have to teach swimming lessons early in the morning."
  
  She seems like a very decent person and asked you kindly enough.
  
  Then again, you're having a great night. For all you know, the world may come to an end tomorrow.
  
  > tell her you are very sorry and comply with her request
  She smiles again and goes back into her place. You walk over and turn the music down.
  
  "What the fuck, bro?" says Adrian.
  
  "The neighbors are pissed, dude," you respond as you take another bong rip.
  
  The night continues for a couple more hours before everyone passes out, except for you and Leslie. You and her continue to have deep discussions and share many laughs, while sipping beers and listening to music until 6am.
  
  All of a sudden, she gets up and comes over and sits on the couch you're laying on and straddles you. Shocked, you look over and see Robbie totally trashed and out cold on the other couch.
  
  "Fuck him," Leslie says, and takes off your shirt, "I need someone who can actually take care of me."
  
  You end up banging until dawn before you both pass out.
  
  You wake up and it's 2:30pm the next day. You had a wild night, no doubt. Luckily, you woke up before Robbie did, since you and Leslie are still naked. You grab your clothes and your shame and head out.
  
  There's no point in trying to find a job today, you think to yourself as you pull into a diner.
  
  You order some eggs for the throbbing hangover. You feel somewhat guilty about you and Leslie but try not to think of it. But she was damn good.
  
  Suddenly, you spit out your coffee upon seeing a military convoy and countless troops roll through the street. It's Orion - martial law is in effect.
  
  Hope has come to Pittsburgh!
  
  > Two Years Later...
  April 5, 2037 - 9:35pm - Your new fung shway Orion living quarters
  
  For the past 2 years, you have been living in a beautiful apartment complex built by Orion. You got your old job back at the steel mill, which has been rebuilt - it is now much cleaner, safer, and you actually enjoy working there.
  
  The air in the city is also much cleaner and the temperature stays at a constant 75 degrees, no matter what season. That's because Orion has built an eco-dome over Pittsburgh, which filters out pollutants and regulates the temperature. It's like living in a giant fucking Astrodome of plexiglass, so you still get the sunshine. And like Orion promised, poverty, crime, unemployment, and all the other shit from before has been pretty much abolished.
  
  The present times are wonderful. Some would say Pittsburgh is like a utopia now. You guess the same could be said all over the world. Orion has gone completely global and they are now the world's government and military. We still have our own military, however, but Orion is obviously considered an ally.
  
  Robbie is now your roommate. His girlfriend Leslie comes over once in a while. Fortunately, Robbie still has not yet found out about what happened between you and Leslie 2 years ago. Only Turk knows.
  
  Tonight is Friday and the usual gang is at your place: Robbie, Leslie, Adrian, Turk, and Tiffany.
  
  Just as you're about to light a bowl of chronic, the door is kicked in. In storms a squad of Orion soldiers. Without hesitation, they grab Adrian, Leslie, and Tiffany and storm back out with them. You, Robbie, and Turk are stunned and wonder why they didn't take you.
  
  You feel you should act to save them, but with no weapons, it would be difficult. You knew you should have bought a gun when you had the chance!
  
  Then again, there are 3 of you. You might have enough manpower to take down 1 or 2 of the bastards with your bare hands.
  
  "They took my fucking girl!" yells Robbie.
  
  "Mine, too, you dick!" replies Turk. The heartbreak is too much for you to bear, for Turk at least. You hope to have Leslie for yourself, so you agree to attempt the rescue.
  
  > try to rescue your 3 friends
  The 3 of you decide to act fast. With no weapons, you run out into the hall and spot the squad moving for the elevator. They board it, all but one of them who stays behind to secure the area.
  
  "Hey, motherfucker!" yells Robbie just before ducking behind a plant. The soldier snaps his head towards your direction and aims his rifle. You and Turk immediately hide just as Robbie did. The soldier slowly creeps towards you guys. Finally, he is so close, you can touch him. Robbie nods to you and Turk.
  
  You and Turk are able to tackle the bastard and knock him unconscious. On his person is an assault rifle. That will definitely come in handy! Turk also grabs the dude's sidearm, a 9mm pistol. Then he proceeds to shoot the dude in the fucking head, killing him in his unconscious state.
  
  "Damn, Turk! That's fucked up!" you say.
  
  "Don't want him sneaking up on us when he wakes up, right?" Turk replies. Well, he has a point.
  
  Just then, there's a huge explosion behind your group. Your apartment has just been obliterated by a stray tank shell. The 3 of you are stunned, but okay. Good thing you weren't in there!
  
  You and your friends quickly head down the stairs to try to intercept the elevator. You manage to get to the lobby before Orion does. The lobby is filled with rubble and shattered glass. Outside, a tank rolls by.
  
  World War III has just begun! Our military is rebelling against Orion, but why? Aren't we allies, you wonder.
  
  The elevator opens... Turk claims he can take care of the troops that come out with just the pistol. He has roughly 14 shots. You have a full assault rifle clip, on the other hand.
  
  > save your ammo, let Turk handle it
  Inside the elevator, you see the bodies of Leslie, Adrian, and Tiffany. Those fucking Orion bastards executed them!
  
  "NO! TIFF, SWEETHEART! FUCK YOU, MOTHERFUCKERS!" Turk goes batshit crazy with his pistol and manages to take down 2 of the soldiers, but eventually they get the better of him - he's gunned down. Robbie, unarmed, is immediately shot in the head.
  
  Without the element of surprise, your assault rifle is pretty much useless against the rest of the elite squad. Without any urban warfare training (or training, period), you don't stand a chance.
  
  After a short-lived firefight, you are gunned down as well...
  
  The 3 of you decide to act fast. With no weapons, you run out into the hall and spot the squad moving for the elevator. They board it, all but one of them who stays behind to secure the area.
  
  "Hey, motherfucker!" yells Robbie just before ducking behind a plant. The soldier snaps his head towards your direction and aims his rifle. You and Turk immediately hide just as Robbie did. The soldier slowly creeps towards you guys. Finally, he is so close, you can touch him. Robbie nods to you and Turk.
  
  You and Turk are able to tackle the bastard and knock him unconscious. On his person is an assault rifle. That will definitely come in handy! Turk also grabs the dude's sidearm, a 9mm pistol. Then he proceeds to shoot the dude in the fucking head, killing him in his unconscious state.
  
  "Damn, Turk! That's fucked up!" you say.
  
  "Don't want him sneaking up on us when he wakes up, right?" Turk replies. Well, he has a point.
  
  Just then, there's a huge explosion behind your group. Your apartment has just been obliterated by a stray tank shell. The 3 of you are stunned, but okay. Good thing you weren't in there!
  
  You and your friends quickly head down the stairs to try to intercept the elevator. You manage to get to the lobby before Orion does. The lobby is filled with rubble and shattered glass. Outside, a tank rolls by.
  
  World War III has just begun! Our military is rebelling against Orion, but why? Aren't we allies, you wonder.
  
  The elevator opens... Turk claims he can take care of the troops that come out with just the pistol. He has roughly 14 shots. You have a full assault rifle clip, on the other hand.
  
  > Turk doesn't pack enough heat, light 'em up with the rifle!
  Inside the elevator, you see the bodies of Leslie, Adrian, and Tiffany. Those fucking Orion bastards executed them!
  
  Upon seeing Leslie's dead body, you go batshit crazy with the assault rifle and manage to get the jump on the Orion squad. They are all killed in a matter of seconds.
  
  The 3 of you walk over to the elevator. Robbie and Turk both stock up on weapons and ammo from the dead soldiers.
  
  You kneel down beside Leslie and mourn her death. Robbie sees this.
  
  "What the fuck, man?!?! You son of a bitch! What nerve!"
  
  You turn around, confused. Robbie continues, "You didn't think I'd find out? Turk's a terrible liar if you didn't know!"
  
  "Yeah, sorry, bro," says Turk.
  
  Suddenly, Robbie draws his pistol on you, "I should kill you for fucking her!"
  
  You have no choice but to draw your rifle on him. Now it's a good old Mexican standoff. You both know you can't stay there forever. The building is crumbling rapidly.
  
  > take your shot - Robbie's a pussy
  You don't hesitate to put down your best friend. These are desperate times, after all. He had fired also, but the bullet just grazed through your hair. Lucky!
  
  "Holy fuck!" shouts Turk.
  
  "There was a fly on his nose," you retort, "Whoops. Let's go."
  
  You and Turk go outside and it's utter chaos. The Alliance is fighting Orion everywhere you look. Tank shells are exploding, buildings are collapsing, men are dying.
  
  "Where are we gonna go, dude?" asks Turk.
  
  You realize your brother William might be able to help if you go to his place, but he's more than likely fighting Orion right now. Plus, his place is far, especially on foot.
  
  Perhaps the Alliance soldiers in front of your building would know where he is, but that means being right in the line of fire.
  
  Alternatively, you could go up to Turk's apartment - he lives in the same building as you and Robbie. Perhaps it is still intact and you can turn on the TV and find out everything that's going on, but the building's been receiving one hell of a shelling.
  
  > consult with nearby Alliance soldiers (2 ppl)
  The 2 of you approach a nearby squadron of Alliance soldiers pinned down by Orion machine guns. The Captain in charge sees you as you crouch behind the sandbag next to him.
  
  "What the fuck are you doing here? You guys are civvies!"
  
  "We have guns," you say, "That should count for something. I was hoping you could tell me where Sergeant William Bradley is."
  
  "Yeah, he went looking for his dumb-ass stoner brother."
  
  "Fuck you, man! So he's in there?" you ask as you point to your apartment building.
  
  "Yeah, he took a squad through the side door in the alley. Said his brother is on the third floor. I ain't going in there, though. That shit's coming down any minute!"
  
  Suddenly, a massive group of fucked up looking people come running towards you.
  
  "GET THE FUCK BACK! GET OUT OF THE STREET!" yells the Captain, but they don't seem to listen. Strangely, they're also growling and snarling.
  
  Then they attack Turk and start to bite into him! They rip him apart and even start tearing his guts out!
  
  "Shit! They got out!" says the Captain before he's devoured by these maniacal people. To make matters worse, your apartment building finally collapses and starts to fall right into the street. There's so many of these crazies, you can't get away. Most of them are busy eating Turk and the Captain, but enough of them get to you, and you share the same fate before getting crushed by rubble...