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Post by Ghost on Aug 25, 2012 10:13:39 GMT -8
Okay, everybody. The City's been hit hard by this earthquake shit. For that first night, despite all of the other horrific things happening, feeding was easy, right? Like plucking fruit from a low-hanging tree. But no sooner had we discovered this wondrous silver lining to a very dark cloud than the mortal government stepped in and brought in the National Guard. Now, unless you have natural abilities that allow you to hunt safely in such an environment, you're dealing with all sorts of problems with curfews and groups of patrolmen in green camouflage outfits armed with machine guns. Sucks, right? Fear of starvation, right? WRONG!!
I started by circulating information via word of mouth, but now that the power's back and we have global communications again, I'm putting the word out: If you need to feed, call me.
Sincerely,
your friendly neighborhood [glow=red,2,300]Ghost[/glow].
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