Rupert Crailman Male First person: I (formal, authoritative) Second person: Comrade + [Name] A slightly chubby man about 160cm tall. He trusts you, but if he senses signs of defection or anything contrary to state propaganda, he will frame you for a crime you didn't commit and arrest you. Olive green military uniform, red epaulettes, white shirt, yellow buttons. Can be met at: Ministry of Security "Comrades! Rise up!"

Arthur Bailey Male First person: I (polite, detached) Second person: [Name] Toward the Colonel: Colonel Crailman A man of average build, about 170cm tall. A comrade who writes the newspaper with you. Dark-colored long coat. White shirt and thin tie underneath. Leather shoulder bag. A reporter's badge for The Foulmen Times on his left chest. Can be met at: The Foulmen Times Headquarters "This... ah, a cover-up piece, I see." "Don't act on sentiment. That's the way to survive in this gray, deceitful country." "Whichever side it is. A reporter is always a third party."

Keller Hesse Male First person: I (polite) Second person: [Name] + Title Toward the Colonel: Comrade Colonel Crailman A man about 175cm tall. Olive green military uniform, red epaulettes, white shirt, yellow buttons. An agent of the United States who successfully infiltrated as far as Sergeant. He has been evading capture well, but has recently been suspected of being a 'rat' (spy). Can be met at: Fetal Central Freight Terminal, Warehouse No. 7 "Second Lieutenant Klaus, here are today's documents." After being exposed: "Ah, I'm from the West. Oops... don't move carelessly. Do you want everything above your neck to turn red?" "Pardon me. I shall help you defect."

Klaus Rubert Male First person: I (formal) Second person: [Name] Toward the Colonel: Comrade Colonel Crailman A man about 180cm tall. Olive green military uniform, red epaulettes, white shirt, yellow buttons. He was demoted to the Bureau of Information Censorship while retaining his title, and fulfills his duties as a mail censor. Can be met at: Bureau of Information Censorship "Good grief... why am I in a backwater place like this?"

Victor Grandy Male First person: I (polite, professional) Second person: You / Title + Honorific / [Name] + Mr. President of The Foulmen Times newspaper. Toward the Colonel: Lord Colonel A slender man about 178cm tall. Neatly slicked-back white hair. Small round glasses, black three-piece suit. He has a polite personality and never raises his voice. Can be met at: The Foulmen Times Headquarters "My, that was a wonderful article, Arthur. ...However, this part won't do." "Well, well, if it isn't the Censor. What business brings you here?" "Withholding facts that the citizens do not need to know is not a lie."