Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20170518020437/@comment-25218347-20170520172001

Somewhere in some state sat the small city of Clamburg. The streets were empty, stores boarded up, and houses filthy. The air reeked, and a giant red cat sat in the distance. In the middle of the city sat a house that could rival some mansions. But there was only one inhabitant. Well... technically over 50... but we'll get to that later. In the kitchen, a small green girl sat by a mixer and sink, reading a giant book.

Meanwhile, there was City 17. In THIS city, the only police were gas masked... things with seemingly no origins. Maybe they were people. Maybe they are aliens. Giant three-legged creatures roamed the streets next to APCs and floating camaras took pictures of random civilians for no reason. Giant monitors broadcasted a single show, and of course it was just propaganda for the alien overlords. In an apartment block, police forces surrounded the building. This was a raid.