IllogiGames:The Rain of Dead Cats/caphq4showatlas
You open Atlas Shrugged, and hold it up so the technician can see the text.
She reads a few words, and her eyes glaze over, and she keeps reading. She nods at you to turn the page. You do so. You keep this up for what seems like forever, as she reads and reads, slack jawed.
Suddenly something seems to snap, and she screams, "Freedom! Freedom for the individual! The individual is all -- the State is an evil fiction! No more hypocrisy -- incarceration is an evil of the collective!"
She turns to a control panel set in the wall, and starts pushing buttons and flicking levers. There is an ominous creaking sound, and a gurgling sound -- the tank with the body in it is opening! It's filled with liquid, but the level is dropping! The person with the beard is out of the liquid! Eeeeewww -- he's totally slimy and icky, like he would be if he'd been kept in a suspended animation tank for the last 40 years!
The technician hands the man in the tank a towel, and he starts drying his hair. You hear him say something, but you can't understand him -- he sounds like he's talking through twelve feet of lead pipe. (And besides that he's speaking Spanish.) He looks around, shakes his head, and says, in a totally dreamy voice but this time in English, "Where is the Leader's coca cola?"
- Hand the man the beret, which fell off the case when it opened
- Hand the man a Coke
- Offer him a dead cat