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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 populat
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
octh: Last broadcast "Hello, this is Anton Drexler; speaking in stead of our president Thomas Hobbes, on the emergency broadcast system."
"This is not a test. I repeat, this is not a test."
"At 2200 hours today, we came under attack by the rebel forces, who worked under the orders of the O.W.N. First, our national power plants came under surprise attack. Since that time, they had been fully taken over by rebels, who have permanently terminated their functions. At the time this occurred, with our defenses lacking, they also began a full scale aerial assault, damaging much of the country's technological infrastructure. We have been informed tha
Those Were the DaysVera’s car was there, no others, and Bert gave thanks for that. He saw her pressed against the driver’s seat of her minivan, the one they used to share, and remembered the day at the dealership fondly. She was pregnant with their first child and the dealer had rambled about the safety of the babe, as if they didn’t already know this. Bert shook his head and stumbled towards the vehicle, immediately regretting dragging her from bed this late.
When he slid inside the red van, Vera said nothing. They sat there in the deserted parking lot and listened to the humming of the motor. Finally, she glanced at him sideways, frustratio
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