Post number #165376, ID: e1c66a
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>A flash. >Like a star, falling from the sky... and popping, like the smallest, most moderate of fireworks... >In atmosphere, in a thirty kilometer radius around some apartments and small businesses, somewhere in Downtown. >It envelops the area, like some kind of reverse black hole- a blinding white, instead of a blinding black. >All electronic devices in a thirty kilometer area are defeated. Nothing escapes. >To residents, the sun has arrived early- it's 0400, after all.
Post number #165378, ID: e1c66a
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>Most people are sound asleep, not so much a care in the world for a few precious, precious hours. >And as for those that aren't... >... >... >... >...another mystery in the enigma of Glitch City. >Will they investigate it, or will they let fall amongst the ruins of a thousand, thousand conspiracies?
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Post number #165379, ID: e1c66a
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>By dawn, the power is still out in this area of Glitch City, but there is no other damage to the area. No buildings ruined, no trees harmed. It's as if the neighborhood had been briefly frozen in time. >Aside from a few bullet holes, the area surrounding the the apartment complex in Downtown is otherwise pristine. Even the bullet holes aren't given any undue notice- after all, what could be more common? >Some will comment that they saw some aerial vehicle in the sky-
Post number #165381, ID: e1c66a
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>Moments to the blinding light. >Others, still, will talk of a firefight and ridiculous amounts of police and military action, at a small divebar, somewhere in the area. >Others still will try to look up the event and only find confused police and military logs, along with scrambled records. >And as for the Tango Down Divebar... >There are no city records of any such thing ever existing. >It's an empty building, devoid of anything save for bare walls and a ceiling.
Post number #165382, ID: e1c66a
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>Nothing that could even be remotely construed... >As comfy.
Post number #165600, ID: b21ba6
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| >A flash.
>Like a star, falling from the sky... and popping, like the smallest, most moderate of fireworks...
>In atmosphere, in a thirty kilometer radius around some apartments and small businesses, somewhere in Downtown.
>It envelops the area, like some kind of reverse black hole- a blinding white, instead of a blinding black.
>All electronic devices in a thirty kilometer area are defeated. Nothing escapes.
>To residents, the sun has arrived early- it's 0400, after all.