Thomas Mitchel
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 25, 2011 16:58:33 GMT
Thomas flails wildly at the strings of his guitar, half expecting it to make the stage explode. For the first time in years he was rocking out with his old band, Apparatus Ad Furor again in front of a crowd of screaming fans.
Briefly he looks up towards the walkway above the stage and thinks he sees something but it's gone as quickly as it came. Must be his imagination.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 25, 2011 17:01:59 GMT
"Why have I never gone to a concert like this before?" Adam roared over the crowd. "I love it!"
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Thomas Mitchel
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 26, 2011 3:16:23 GMT
As Adam jumps around with the crowd he bumped into by a man suspiciously older than the average concert goer.
"Sorry about that..." the man says as he drops to the ground beside Adam looking around like he dropped something.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 26, 2011 7:15:05 GMT
"Sorry. Did you drop something?" Adam asked, stooping down to help the man.
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Thomas Mitchel
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Good songs make you wanna dance and get with your girl. Great songs kill cops and burn suburbs.
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 28, 2011 0:31:23 GMT
"Um yeah just my contacts..." The man says quickly. As Adam searches the ground he finds a small chunk of plastic with a blinking red LED light on it and a small antenna, it almost looks like some sort of detonator.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 28, 2011 7:26:15 GMT
Adam stared at the detonator. "What is...no way." He tapped the old man on the shoulder. "Look what I found. We need to get it away from here."
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Thomas Mitchel
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Good songs make you wanna dance and get with your girl. Great songs kill cops and burn suburbs.
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 28, 2011 20:35:56 GMT
The man's eyes widen as he sees Adam hold up the Detonator. He reaches out and tries the grab it from the young man. "Give me that!"
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 28, 2011 20:44:09 GMT
"Woah!" Adam held the detonator away from the old guy. "This thing might go off at any moment."
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Thomas Mitchel
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Good songs make you wanna dance and get with your girl. Great songs kill cops and burn suburbs.
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 29, 2011 2:47:37 GMT
"I know that, it's a pyrotechnics switch. That's why I got to get it back stage now before they go off early and ruin the next song." The man explains his tone desperate and panicked, far more than you'd expect from something so minor.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 29, 2011 6:37:41 GMT
"Oh. Well, I don't see what the fuss was." Adam handed over the switch.
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Thomas Mitchel
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Good songs make you wanna dance and get with your girl. Great songs kill cops and burn suburbs.
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 29, 2011 17:05:52 GMT
The man takes back the switch but as he does so drops it again. This time it falls on the ground button first. Seconds after it hits the ground a small explosion at a warehouse a few blocks occurs, it's obviously not part of the show but is still close enough you can see the fireball just into the horizon. The man makes no attempt to cover for himself and just starts to run.
Panicked by the explosion, concert security rushes on stage and escorts the band away.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 29, 2011 17:12:30 GMT
"What was...Hey, wait!" Adam started to sprint after the old man.
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Post by Jessica Jane on Sept 29, 2011 18:11:16 GMT
The good ol' US of A. It had been quite a while since Jess had set foot on its soil. After being away for so long, she was rather surprised to find out how much she had missed it. Sure, the rest of the world could cook, but there was nothing like a hamburger from Mickey D's as far as she was concerned. The grease just added to the flavor.
Unfortunately, that little splurge had just wiped out all of her meager savings, which meant that it was probably going to be another night on the streets for her. There wasn't anything unusual about that. She was used to it, after all. She'd just found a nice little doorway on a back alleyway when some idiot decided to leave the rock concern on. She grimaced. She hated rock. But she could live with it... it beat relocating and trying to find another unclaimed alleyway. The problem was that all of a sudden, the concert was dwarfed by an explosion. The noise washed over her and the firestorm made its presence known immediately.
"Holy--!" The utterance escaped before she could catch it. She was on her feet in an instant. "What the heck just happened?"
She took a few steps forward, heading towards the blaze. If there were people in there...
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Thomas Mitchel
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Good songs make you wanna dance and get with your girl. Great songs kill cops and burn suburbs.
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Post by Thomas Mitchel on Sept 29, 2011 18:19:09 GMT
The old man makes it to the backstage area flashing a small card, presumably a pass to the security guards without stopping. As Adam approaches they block his path. "Sorry, kid. No one gets back there without a pass."
***
The warehouse burns brightly but that's not the most starling thing. No that honour belongs to the savage Gurongi fleeing the inferno and directing their frustrations towards the firefighters and paramedics who came to help them.
A couple of them spot Jessica and leave their current prey and chase after her.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 30, 2011 7:02:38 GMT
"Who was the guy that you just let through?" Adam asked.
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