Your name is GIDEON. It is a PROTOTYPICALLY COLD day in DREARBURH. Your interests include LARGE SWORDS, DIRTY MAGAZINES, and TRYING TO ESCAPE THE NINTH HOUSE. You have just finished GETTING YOUR ASS BEAT by THE REVEREND DAUGHTER, who you DEFINITELY HATE. Now you’re back in your cell.
What will you do?
> Gideon: Get the depression.