It's 2032. TatooEnjoyer is part of a resistance cell fighting to establish the People's Republic of Hexbearia. Comrade reaches a check point on the outskirts of the city. Smuggling in copies of the Chapo Guide to Revolution is dangerous but necessary. The fascist goon at the checkpoint asks TatooEnjoyer a series of questions which comrade effortlessly answers, presenting flawlessly forged documentation.
The goon is about to let TatooEnjoyer pass thru, but pauses, "one last thing citizen: tattoo inspection. New policy."
Comrade begins sweating. If only they hadn't named the revolution after that damned message board. :ursus-hexagonia:
It's 2032. TatooEnjoyer is part of a resistance cell fighting to establish the People's Republic of Hexbearia. Comrade reaches a check point on the outskirts of the city. Smuggling in copies of the Chapo Guide to Revolution is dangerous but necessary. The fascist goon at the checkpoint asks TatooEnjoyer a series of questions which comrade effortlessly answers, presenting flawlessly forged documentation.
The goon is about to let TatooEnjoyer pass thru, but pauses, "one last thing citizen: tattoo inspection. New policy."
Comrade begins sweating. If only they hadn't named the revolution after that damned message board. :ursus-hexagonia:
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Edit: btw, really like it
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