
“Peace Prosperity
The Commonweal
Sheep roam the roads dodging cars and amorous farmers. Many comedians have fallen back on the humor printed on their under-clothes. Doctors are known to prescribe nothing but anti-biotics. Several (about seven) small, pick-wielding men with a penchant for pale, sleepy women have emigrated here. Leather-skinned former sunbathers protest the widespread use of solar cells. Three-eyed fish have been found in local fishtanks. Sports cars have been spotted peeling rubber on the roads. "X-treme" scooter parks have sprung up around the country. Cowboys have come to New London to get their fill of firearms. A dozen of the local beauties have file restraining orders against geeky game developers.
People are starving and the "Yo mama's so fat" joke rate has dropped dramatically. Nudity has lost a lot of its appeal due to the abundance of flesh from the clothes shortage... or maybe it's just the frostbite. Only the top percentile of healthy drivers are given the privilege of being organ donors thanks to the abundance of medical supplies. The country has become famous for its well stocked silos of materials feeding industries all that they require. Housefires are up 240% as the black-outs have households returning to candle light. Workers are known for their incredible punctuality thanks to the world-class supply of transportation. More and more elite officers are graduating from military training. Parental suicide rate is up 40% as the entertainment shortage has Whitney Beers songs played ninety times a day.
Elliston's fearless leader resides in the nation's capital of New London, making grand decisions typically with a pet bear curled-up on the carpet.
Not too sure if I will continue this game or not.