[X] Plan Boredom of the Privileged
-[X] Boredom: Eh, honestly that whole "joining a sea of souls listening to a crappy song for all eternity" thing seems pretty lame. At least the living world has tv.
-[X] You were Evil
-[X] A Hospital room
[X] How Did We Get Here?
-[X] Confusion - Wait, what the hell happened that brought you here? Who is she? Why don't I remember how I got here? This makes no sense!
-[X] You were Good
-[X] In an Apartment
[X] Even if everything proves to be pointless
-[X] Realization: Even if nothing matters, you can still make your own meaning of life
-[X] You were Good
-[X] In a Drug Den
[X]In an Apartment: The woman screamed in pain, as the final contraction released the babe and the midwife could only look at the time. "Well, you got your kid, congrats. Now, we need to talk about my payment." The Joy of life, being crushed to the reality of hardship (You will be born among Gotham's middle and lower classes, not used to great privilege, but experience, wisdom, and some might call it… Luck. Starting Status: A Balance of Heart and Soul. No Special Option or Persona. Luck Smiles upon you, in ways you do not understand.)