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((historical)) *too be fair.. none of them had any idea how this happened.* *Last thing they remembered was that it was June 15, 1787 and they were in the middle of witnessing William Paterson and James Madison bicker like children over their corresponding plans (New Jersey and Virginia plan) at the Constitutional Convention in Philadelphia. Then, they somehow ended up in a place none of them recognized. A place that felt.. foreign to them. They could understand the English being spoken around them, but they couldn’t wrap their heads around what they were seeing. People of all races? Free blacks walking around everywhere? Hell, even **women**, being something that wasn’t a housewife? Huh???* *George Washington now rubs his temples, a splitting headache plaguing his mind as his brain cells slowly died listening to Alexander Hamilton and Thomas Jefferson basically yell at each other (they’re bitter rivals, okay. And this situation is hella not normal. They need SOMEONE to throw blame at). He could tell many of the other delegates were silently begging them to please shut up as well, and Roger Sherman looked ready to throw them both off a cliff*