If the apocalyptic weather conditions, rampaging animals, and earthquakes haven't convinced you to stay at home, do yourself a favor and get inside. The fight between the Anonymous Movement and the Deities isn't ours.

Things like this--things that feel like the promise of significant change--have happened before. The clock has behaved erratically before, and we've been offered freedom before. It's always the same: There's a build-up, a day or two of chaos, and then we're back to whatever curses the City has scheduled for us. Ultimately, nothing changes. It doesn't matter who controls the City or what promises they make. The Deities and the Anonymous Movement are puppets, bureaucrats--administrators who lack the power to alter the City in a meaningful way.

Don't fight for them. Fight for yourself or your friends or your convictions if you have to, but not for them.


( [Private // Unlocked to Neil and Todd] )

[Tristero sounds, at best, distraught. At worst, he sounds psychotic.]

You fucking killed A! You fucking assholes, you killed A!

[The thunderous sounds of battle roar behind him]

You think this is a fucking joke? Yeah, that's what you do! You kill each other! You killed one of your own because you thought she was one of us and now you've killed one of ours.

Do you know why we're fighting? To stop this shit from happening anymore! To stop everyone from fighting and dying all the time! I've been fighting my whole life--my whole life. What do you even understand?

And you go and kill A like that?

You don't even fucking know.

[And the connection goes dead.]

[ooc: Anonymous Movement member A has been killed in the battle. But the fight goes on for the rest of tonight. And at dawn tomorrow? Wait and see...]