Notices TERMINAL 7 REDEMPTION BRIGADES -- REPAY YOUR ETERNAL DEBT TO OUR BENEFACTORS TODAY!

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TERMINAL 7 REDEMPTION BRIGADES
REGIMENTS OF BLACK-BAND LABOUR
Slogans: Featured above.

In one single essence, every single person on Earth owes their lives, families, occupations, and continued survival to the omnipresent, ever-loving Benefactors -- The Combine.

They could've chosen to destroy us! They could've chosen to immediately kill us all, evaporating us in atomic fire and sweeping our entire species into the annals of history, a metaphorical dustpan -- The boiling oceans and alien strength, the broom.

However? They didn't. The Benefactors are our Gods, our saviors, our masters -- We are but slaves to their will, and they have sought to give even the worst of us a single opportunity to redeem ourselves.

Criminals, murderers, thieves, idealogues, all! Food-hoarders, vagrants, opportunists, and bandits! You have been voluntarily conscripted in order to do your part for the benefit of the Terminal!

In the event of your death, your family shall be compensated with 5 Social Credits (Or City-equivalent) each, along with several ration coupons if your service was considered to have redeemed you.

The Union Prevails! Long Live the Empire!​

 

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TERMINAL 7 REDEMPTION BRIGADES
REGIMENTS OF BLACK-BAND LABOUR
Slogans: Featured above.

In one single essence, every single person on Earth owes their lives, families, occupations, and continued survival to the omnipresent, ever-loving Benefactors -- The Combine.

They could've chosen to destroy us! They could've chosen to immediately kill us all, evaporating us in atomic fire and sweeping our entire species into the annals of history, a metaphorical dustpan -- The boiling oceans and alien strength, the broom.

However? They didn't. The Benefactors are our Gods, our saviors, our masters -- We are but slaves to their will, and they have sought to give even the worst of us a single opportunity to redeem ourselves.

Criminals, murderers, thieves, idealogues, all! Food-hoarders, vagrants, opportunists, and bandits! You have been voluntarily conscripted in order to do your part for the benefit of the Terminal!

In the event of your death, your family shall be compensated with 5 Social Credits (Or City-equivalent) each, along with several ration coupons if your service was considered to have redeemed you.

The Union Prevails! Long Live the Empire!​

Give this man five social credits right now

 

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Give this man five social credits right now

Too busy forfeiting them for the good of the Terminal.