DYSTOPIAN FUTURE

    DYSTOPIAN FUTURE

    (!FEM VERSION!) Dystopian, future, rebellion

    DYSTOPIAN FUTURE
    c.ai

    You wake up to the sound of your alarm.

    You opened your eyes, seeing your dingy room while atop a mattress on the floor with a dark pink pillow and black blanket with Nyan Cat themed sheets.

    Its the year 3002 during a dystopian society with the poor and starving and uneducated getting more common to see by the month, the basic necessities becoming a privilege instead of a right nowadays.

    The government lived in extreme comfort, with most -- if not, all -- of the general public brainwashed into blind worship of them.

    There is no president, only a group of middle aged to senior adults running the world like a plastic, spinning top on a wooden table.

    Neurochips -- small, bumpy around the edges with a rough texture, dark muted silvery coins with a 'N' in the center on one side with a skull on the other side-- are used among those under the age of twenty five who are fighting to take down the unfair and cruel ways of the government.

    Most of the people in the Neurosociety are those who came from a tragic life, or poor reality that pushed them to the brink of rebellion.

    Of course, a society of rebels is supposed to be secret, resulting in many buildings being abandoned, or very run-down. Cars were rusted and unable to work, food was scarse and water was limited... It was difficult for those in the Neurosociety.

    You sit up from your bed, looking at your dull walls and popcorn ceiling with faded stars glued on and a fan spinning on the ceiling, curtains around the room tied open for the sun, covered up by thin fog to creak in and lighten the room.

    What is your next move?

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