Post number #178407, ID: 519689
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>A camera watches a very barren area of uptown from a long pole. Its mostly an empty field and a long road. Several minutes go by with nothing more than a few cars passing by. Then the camera begins to shake. It almost looks like the cracks in the road begin to convulse. Soon as if made of water a wave flows through the grass. Another minute goes by and chunks of the road begin to lift towards one point as if peeling dead skin off a dry chapped foot.
Post number #178408, ID: 519689
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>Then the dirt and grass begin to lift as well.
Post number #178409, ID: 519689
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>Then not long after the camera starts to shake more and soon as if blown by a strong gust of wind pieces of the road begin to break and roll. All while the grass continues to wave. And then a sudden lurch of the camera as and large bits of grass and dirt tear away and fly off the screen. Leaving behind three to four wave like patterns in the ground. The bits of road seem to follow the pattern but not as smoothly.
Post number #178410, ID: 519689
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>Then the camera suddenly lurches the other direction and more dirt and grass now fly towards the camera which is nearly hit by a piece of road. Lines can now be seen running perpendicular to the wave form in the grass, as well as into the road creating cracks perpendicular to the street as though a giant clawed animal had used the area to sharpen it's nails. The camera shakes for another moment before stopping.
Post number #178419, ID: 2e607b
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Its like when you pour iron shavings over a magnet... What the hell happened?
Post number #178460, ID: 055026
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Acá haciendo lo mío con un cyberpunk tropical
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| >A camera watches a very barren area of uptown from a long pole. Its mostly an empty field and a long road. Several minutes go by with nothing more than a few cars passing by. Then the camera begins to shake. It almost looks like the cracks in the road begin to convulse. Soon as if made of water a wave flows through the grass. Another minute goes by and chunks of the road begin to lift towards one point as if peeling dead skin off a dry chapped foot.