Escape from Amasia 03 "Get out."
The guards raised their guns.
"I won't say it again."
"We don't need your help. If we accomplish anything, that's that. Please wait in your homes for further instructions."
Adam and Sophie realized they weren't going to be let in any time soon. Hypothetically if they really wanted to survive, they could try to kill the guards and force entry, but that would only be sealing even further the impossibility of anyone solving anything competent out of the situation. And they might die in the process.
They'd run out of
Escape from Amasia 02 "Adam, wake up."
Sophie was shaking Adam awake, with not an overly reasonable success. He wondered how long it had been going on. He assumed it probably had been for some time, judging based on the pain he was in.
...Or wait, no... that was just because he was already in intense pain.
"I where am I? What's going o "
She jabbed a needle into his arm.
"Ow! What are you doi "
"You need to wake up. I know you've probably not slept in some time. But this will keep you awake for awhile."
"Why am I freezing? Where am I?"
"The power's completely out all over the city. There's no heaters, except tiny useless personal ones, so you better get us
O.W.N. meeting 01 *Hss.*
"Well, it looks like Thomas Hobbes and his childish delusions have finally been put down. Amasia and it's territories have finally come back under our control."
"We've lost the core planet in the process, however. But it is no matter. It has little resources on it of any value."
"There is the other issue, however "
"The item. We have as of yet only been able to track down one useable frame which had escaped from the living mass. It would be most detrimental to us for it to have been lost in the process of Amasia's collapse."
"Perhaps our efforts were not enough to preserve it?"
"There is no
Escape from Amasia 01 Adam was attempting to run (though in his injured state it was really more like a slow amble) back through the city, to the compound where he had been staying. All around him there was crazy amounts of looting and violence and various things of an even less savory nature. He had stuffed the card he had taken into the bottom of his boot, to take out later at a time when he would have more leniency to stop and read it. It would do no good to lose it by being robbed, and end up even more clueless about who was watching him.
Feeling that he would at least be less likely to be attacked if his path back remained on the more populated areas of the city, he ambled through the main streets, hoping he would be ignored, as long as he didn't look like he had anything valuable. He looked around him, to take in the different attitudes of the people who were taking in all that had happened. There were some
Thomas Hobbes Backstory Once, long ago in the forgotten annals of history or maybe it was only a few decades ago or from your perspective it hasn't actually happened yet Who knows; Am I on trial?! Anyway at sometime or other there was a wide-eyed idealist (Actually, no, he was pretty cynical even then.) and political activist named Thomas Hobbes. Born and raised in the Socio-capitalist collective of the O.W.N., from his youth, he had always been a productive and utilitarian member of society who went out of his way to help others, and had a strong dedication to bettering his overall surroundings and society.
So he dedicated himself to giving speeches, and petitions to reform in his country. For awhile he was able to do some small, rather insignificant good, though it took place through the inspiration his speeches inspired in individuals, rather than through actual governmental reform. But this was not good enough