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|| VOICE
(english, japanese)
[speaking hard and clear, although there's the occasional ragged edge around the pauses; he's not exactly fresh, but plenty lucid]
City hall.
Allegedly, these things should be slowing soon. Somebody got at the source. Maybe. This place's mostly clear, anyway.
(TRANSMITTED: brief and grainy video feed of that damn satellite.)
It's... a fucking spy satellite. Label ACCIDO 008. Possibly semi-operational...
[a brief murmur in the background interrupts his report--a pause, before the transmission cuts]
(medium: paper, as found in City Hall)
[transcript of letter to Chief Grant, from Mayor Armstrong]
How are things? Most people in the city have been evacuated by now, but there's still some stragglers wandering about. People who are looting empty houses, and all that. It's crazy.
But I'm sure you know. You're seeing it for yourself. Sorry. I can't seem to stop rambling these days. I hate to admit, but I'm at my wits' end. If the scientists can't find a cure soon...
I can't stand it. Accido has gone too far this time- do they want to wipe us off the map? What good would come of that? No one will help us anymore though. We're just scapegoats for the whole world now.
[/transcript]
OOC || As of modpost, the city hall team (whoever wants to stay) is now camped in the building by the satellite, and investigatin' is going down. Whoever enters city hall today is free to poke around at leisure--
Double-day fighting/investigating log going on here, feel free to hop right in. (:
(english, japanese)
[speaking hard and clear, although there's the occasional ragged edge around the pauses; he's not exactly fresh, but plenty lucid]
City hall.
Allegedly, these things should be slowing soon. Somebody got at the source. Maybe. This place's mostly clear, anyway.
(TRANSMITTED: brief and grainy video feed of that damn satellite.)
It's... a fucking spy satellite. Label ACCIDO 008. Possibly semi-operational...
[a brief murmur in the background interrupts his report--a pause, before the transmission cuts]
(medium: paper, as found in City Hall)
[transcript of letter to Chief Grant, from Mayor Armstrong]
How are things? Most people in the city have been evacuated by now, but there's still some stragglers wandering about. People who are looting empty houses, and all that. It's crazy.
But I'm sure you know. You're seeing it for yourself. Sorry. I can't seem to stop rambling these days. I hate to admit, but I'm at my wits' end. If the scientists can't find a cure soon...
I can't stand it. Accido has gone too far this time- do they want to wipe us off the map? What good would come of that? No one will help us anymore though. We're just scapegoats for the whole world now.
[/transcript]
OOC || As of modpost, the city hall team (whoever wants to stay) is now camped in the building by the satellite, and investigatin' is going down. Whoever enters city hall today is free to poke around at leisure--
Double-day fighting/investigating log going on here, feel free to hop right in. (: