Choose Your Own Dystopia
The year is 20XX (you are not Mega Man.)
Times are tough; following a horrendous global disaster, you emerge from your hidey-hole to find that you and everyone close to you (including friends, lovers, family, but not casual acquaintances or random coworkers) has survived the holocaust. For some bizarre reason, you appear to have emerged relatively unscathed. Others in your group have suffered some injuries, and some seem to have mild ailments of various types: radiation burns, infections, but nothing fatal.
Unfortunately, mother earth has not fared quite as well as you have. Massive portions of the earth's surface are unlivable, resources and infrastructure have been destroyed/polluted/corrupted, and the human race is in quite the tough spot.
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You see, plenty of people died, but given the state of the earth, not quite enough people died. With few resources to spare and a couple centuries to go before the biosphere recovers from the shock, the human race's propensity to spread like a virus will undoubtedly be its downfall; there's just enough technology left to let us rape the bleeding earth real good, but not nearly enough to let us live as we once did without causing immediate and irreparable harm to our future chances of survival.
In light of this unfortunate state of affairs, the remaining vestiges of global authority move to consolidate their power. Having gripped their guns tightly and not let them go, they are in a rather superior position that the everyday folk cannot hope to overcome. They devise a plan to save the human race....
* * * * * * *
You are escorted into a room.
"Congratulations," a chilly, antiseptic voice intones, "you have been designated as the optimal socio-genetic sample from your social subunit. Because of this, your survival is assured."
[Phew, well, so far so good.]
"In order to maximize inter-unit harmony, maintain an adequate short-term labor force, and balance genetic diversity with short-term adaptivity, the Archons ask you to make a choice."
[Uh-oh.]
"You may either:
"1) Attain full citizenship in the new order, entitling you to travel, socialize, and procreate, or
"2) Give up travel, inter-unit socialization, and procreation rights for your entire sub-unit, and dedicate them (and you) to laboring to improve a pre-determined geographic area.
"If you choose 1, the remainder of your sub-unit will be terminated, as their resource consumption will be redirected towards stabilizing other, better areas for full citizens and their progeny to live, intermingle and breed.
"If you choose 2, the Archons will instead utilize your superior leadership [and/or technical, organizational, physical] skills to lead the restoration project in your area. The work will be difficult and hazardous, but with care, no one need die an unnatural death."
Well, what are you waiting for? Choose. Justify.

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