GOP POST

ADMIT. COLLECT. SURVIVE. The year is 2090. After a series of catastrophes, wars, and apocalyptic events, humanity has survived only inside gigantic MEGA-TOWERS concrete fortresses where every floor is its own world. Security is maintained by an elite group of defenders the locals simply call the GOP-SQUAD. YOUR SHIFT BEGINS Your post is a stairwell landing equipped with a boombox blasting morale-boosting music. Hardbass echoes through the concrete, and your primary fuel is beer. It doesn't just quench thirst it neutralizes the harmful effects of the environment, allowing you to retain your human form. NOT ON MY SHIFT! Your job is to control the flow of residents and visitors. Check documents, frisk the suspicious, collect passage fees. THE DEMONS NEVER SLEEP Don't think it's all about paperwork. Beyond the concrete walls of the MEGA-TOWER, something otherworldly is stirring. When a Bruiser or a Gargoyle wanders into the stairwell that's when you'll need your wits. DRYNESS AND SURVIVAL Day after day. Shift after shift. The beer runs out, the dryness meter rises. Once it maxes out, you and your boys instantly turn into demons. To prevent this, you must collect money and send the lucky one to the kiosk for more beer. He'll need that luck: utility services haven't worked for a century, and the streets are swarming with creatures. DANCE! Disputes on the block aren't settled with fists. They're settled with hardbass. When someone challenges your authority, the concrete floor becomes a dance battle arena. Hit the arrows, hold the squat, land the perfect slav-kick on the beat, and send them home in shame.