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[anotheroldsoldier]

Name: Bucky Barnes
Date: Dec. 7
Format: Text

Does anyone else think it's strange that we go from a mist that makes people go feral, to a blizzard that shorts out witch magic, including on the wall, in less than a few months? And we don't have a clue what's going on in the city we practically turned upside-down these days.

It all seems a little suspect. The timing of it.

How vulnerable is this city going to be if these periodic short-outs turn into a prolonged magical blackout?

[Hey look, it's Captain Paranoia with fresh conspiracy theories. What's the Aefenglom version of a tinfoil-hatter?]

Comments

[anotheroldsoldier]

I guess it is. Can't say that's much comfort, considering we're stuck here.

[wylderrant]

There's a few dozen of us, at most. Although I suppose we could try to do some sort of daring-do and take over the city...

It'd take a lot of work.

[anotheroldsoldier]

Nobody's suggesting a coup, least of all me. I just think all this shit happening one after the other starts to feel like it ain't coincidence anymore.

[wylderrant]

It might just be fate at work. We're the heroes of the story, after all.