Minority Report

Your name is Minnie Orator

Whilst you try to remember a detail (any detail) about your life you become aware you have an ID card attached to your waist. You take a look at it full of expectation that now you will learn your identity only to find



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Some cynical part of yourself wonders whether the people who printed this ID card ever even bothered to learn your name?



You scribble out the placeholder name they assigned you and replace it with your best guess at what your name probably is. It'll do for now.

try to see what you do in the future, then do it

Don't be silly. You don't believe in psychics and oracles and people who can claim to see the future. And even if you did you probably wouldn't just do what they said you were gonna do. At least partially out of spite.

Maybe those people in the freaky tanks with the wires attached to their heads know something. Pull one of them out.

...not that one with the hat, though. That dude totally creeps you out.

>Remove Similar looking fellows. Leave the one with the hat, he can stay in the tank.

It takes a little bit but you manage to remove both of these mystery girls from the slime tanks. The guy in the middle skeeves you out uncontrollably and so you're pretty happy with just leaving him in there. Neither of the girls are awake yet and you consider hanging around waiting for them to wake up... but...



Balls have been popping out of the chute and down the slide with increasing regularity ever since you unhooked the other girls. You're not sure what that means but it doesn't look great if you're being honest.

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