Joy Is Like Wild Fire. It Will Spread And Consume Till' There's Nothing Left.
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- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jun 28, 2017
1964. Wellington Wells. Arthur Hastings is a happy citizen- Why wouldn't he be? He's got a top notch job, the sun is always shining, and everyone likes him. There isn't one dull moment in the place known as Wellington Wells, and he's never had a doubt about that. ...Until today. What happens when a sun-shiny town drops its facade and shows the real, crooked hell that lies underneath? =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= This is basically just a written version of the 2016 game, "We Happy Few" While going through some of my old Docs on Google, I found this from the days I was obsessed with the game, and decided to work on it a little more before publishing it here. I would love feedback and constructive criticism! And please, please, PLEASE, let me know if you want me to finish it! Thank you! I do not own "We Happy Few" in any way. This is simply my written version of the events in the game. All rights go to Compulsion Games for this AMAZING work of art; the story-line is ALL THEIRS.All Rights Reserved
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