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Your name is Grimm. You are the President of the United States of America. Well, what's left of it anyway. Ever since the fateful day when the Hunger started, you've begun hearing voices. You've informed everyone of this, and have arranged contingencies in case you become violent. Nevertheless, you swore an oath to faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and even if the Library of Congress were to burn to the ground, you recognize that your duty is to the remaining survivors. You enjoy helping out your fellow men, whether it be tending to the crops, securing the perimeter wall (Which you constructed, not to boast) or making Morale calls to the sick and wounded in the infirmary. Today seems to be an average day, you get up, pick out a nice suit, shine your shoes, and select a navy blue tie with white pinstripes. You aren't entirely sure why it was a navy day, but you decide to go with it. It's Autumn, and you can tell it'll be time to harvest soon. You will keep the peace. Come Hell or High Water.
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