The two heroes were led to a stupidly low budget set that pretended to be a desert. The backdrop was cartoony, more reminiscent of the Webnar Brothers animations than anything, but they couldn't even bother to cover the concrete ground with a little bit of sand. Soon after, the Captain and Zenefredi encountered a couple guys with guns. It didn't take long for them to punch the group into oblivion.
The group was victorious. Well, except for Zenefredi's cape, which was torn out. "My cape!"
"We're gonna get it fixed, don't wor-" before the Captain would continue, Zenefredi collapsed onto his knees.
"MY CAPE!" he shouted into the sky.
"Wondrous and beautiful!" said the Puzzlemaster. "This is better than Grimsby's-"
"I love it." Grimsby's voice came from behind Zeo.
"What? I thought this was the kind of thing you don't like!"
"I actually do. Dude's lost his cape and cries over it. A great metaphor of our horrible lives." Grimsby walked to the heroes, smiling at them. "And they did it incredibly well."
"Fine, fine." Puzzlemaster huffed. "I demand we see who's
your star, Pooka."
"Oh, that's your demand? Sure. I have no idea how it'll help you, but maybe you'll feel better and stop bothering me."
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The second Fascist policy has been enacted! Before we continue to the next government... President JoeSapphire must investigate a player!