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[ It might have been beautiful once, back when the buildings were still brightly painted and the streets were full of people. But now the buildings are boarded up, and roads that were once broad and inviting and now blocked by thick makeshift barricades cobbled together from metal signs, wooden pallets, rusted cars, barbed wire — anything and everything that wasn’t nailed down, and probably some things that were. ]
[ The barricade and building are run through with cables, and bright lights of all shapes and sizes are pointed outward as if trying desperately to keep the darkness away. The light illuminates the thick, dingy haze that squats over the city, which you can feel in your throat with every breath. ]
[ From here, you can see some spots along the wall where the lights have burned out, leaving some buildings drenched in shadow. ]
[ Someone on top of a building turns a spotlight on you. You hear shouting from a familiar voice. ]
“There's a survivor! Raise the gates!”
[ You hear activity from beyond the wall, and a moment later there's a groan of metal and clank of chains. ]
[ Two cars, stacked end to end in a cage of rusted beams and rebar, is raised by powerful winches like a massive gate. Behind it is a narrow, well-lit alley, leading the way into the city. ]
[ The barricade and building are run through with cables, and bright lights of all shapes and sizes are pointed outward as if trying desperately to keep the darkness away. The light illuminates the thick, dingy haze that squats over the city, which you can feel in your throat with every breath. ]
[ From here, you can see some spots along the wall where the lights have burned out, leaving some buildings drenched in shadow. ]
[ Someone on top of a building turns a spotlight on you. You hear shouting from a familiar voice. ]
“There's a survivor! Raise the gates!”
[ You hear activity from beyond the wall, and a moment later there's a groan of metal and clank of chains. ]
[ Two cars, stacked end to end in a cage of rusted beams and rebar, is raised by powerful winches like a massive gate. Behind it is a narrow, well-lit alley, leading the way into the city. ]
Understood. We'll head for supplies after we've taken care of the lights.
Right. . .
[Hurricane, this kinda looks like your world, too, you know.
What is with Imeeji and dystopias]
I'm heading south to take care of the lights. I'm sure Cobalt has other tasks that need completing.
[Hurricane, this kinda looks like your world, too, you know.
What is with Imeeji and dystopias]
I'm heading south to take care of the lights. I'm sure Cobalt has other tasks that need completing.
[ With the closed gate at your back, there’s only one exit, and it’s in front of you. ]
[ The alley is narrow and zig-zags through crumbling buildings. Eventually you see the exit, and the man who’s standing at the end of the alley, waiting for you, along with a few other faces you might recognize. ]
[Approach?]
Sounds good to me.
[To the barricades!]
[To the barricades!]
Oh. Is something up with the lights...?
I'll be fixing up the lights with Intensity - but it looks like we still have our phones, so just text if you find out anything.
Ah - yeah, sure. You guys take care, okay?
They need to be plugged back in.
Cobalt also mentioned something about gathering supplies.
Cobalt also mentioned something about gathering supplies.
[PERISH]
[Sadly, your soul does not come out. :( ]
[Everything else does, though, all at once. The lantern falls out and clangs on the ground, along with a hunk of metal that's glowing with red light, and your phone.]
[Additionally, in a glittering flash of white light, something large drops into your palm. ]
[ It's a sword with seven blades. It's also somewhat translucent, like it's been forged out of glass. Yet, somehow, you know it's strong as steel and twice as sharp.]
[ As you turn it in your hands, you can feel something strange about it. You can feel... that it has been imbued with the power of lightning.]
[ As surely as you are breathing, you understand: while you are holding this object, you will be able to channel its power and cast Thundara at will. ]
[ You now have access to your Armiger. You can put things into it at any time, and they will appear or disappear from your hand at your whim. ]
[Sadly, your soul does not come out. :( ]
[Everything else does, though, all at once. The lantern falls out and clangs on the ground, along with a hunk of metal that's glowing with red light, and your phone.]
[Additionally, in a glittering flash of white light, something large drops into your palm. ]
[ It's a sword with seven blades. It's also somewhat translucent, like it's been forged out of glass. Yet, somehow, you know it's strong as steel and twice as sharp.]
[ As you turn it in your hands, you can feel something strange about it. You can feel... that it has been imbued with the power of lightning.]
[ As surely as you are breathing, you understand: while you are holding this object, you will be able to channel its power and cast Thundara at will. ]
[ You now have access to your Armiger. You can put things into it at any time, and they will appear or disappear from your hand at your whim. ]
Okay. Guess I'll see what's up with that, then, if you guys got the rest covered.
Text if you see anything weird. Or noteworthy.
We'll do the same.
We'll do the same.
[Sssstaring at their options.]
Sooo, which one do you want to take?
Sooo, which one do you want to take?
I'd say either a straight shot - left to right or right to left. We'll tag team the first one to see how bad it is.
If it's only mildly traumatizing, we can split up to do the last four.
If it's only mildly traumatizing, we can split up to do the last four.
[Well--if they're gonna just let her in, then sure, why not]
...Thanks!
[She gives a thumbs up, then warily heads on in]
...Thanks!
[She gives a thumbs up, then warily heads on in]
Yeah, I'm good. Are you, though...?
You look kinda rough.
You look kinda rough.
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