“The events that night in Central City are still hazy, as are certainly some of the young minds that are involved. However for right now here's what we do know...
Around 12:16 am, a party had been going on at the G06 warehouse just off the pier near the abandoned industrial area of the city. We're not sure on who had rented out the warehouse yet or necessarily who was running the event to begin with. All of the permits and paperwork have led into a loop of different people who each either have different stories or don't even know whats going on themselves.
Those who were still at the party around this time became exposed to some kind of reaction to a nearby explosion. While no one was killed or too seriously wounded from the blast itself. It resulted in a mix of airborne chemicals that most if not all of the young people in attendance inhaled to some degree of dosage. Once the party was shut down and the young people were sent home however. That's when things started getting interesting.
Reports quickly began coming in of almost supernatural occurrences. Many of the same young people had begun developing super powers over night. Though others weren't as lucky, the chemicals causing them to mutate into beastly forms. Those involved have become nicknamed by the media and general public as 'big bang babies' with the explosion being called 'the big bang'. While we're under orders to arrest any on sight, some of these young men and women have essentially started doing what they can to help control matters. Fighting back against those using their powers for underhanded and nefarious means.
All we know for sure right now is things are probably going to get worse before they get any better....”
For our lives now, for everyone we know and love, its us versus them.
I don't know who exactly is the 'them' of that line, but we have something deeper here.
That explosion, the party itself, there's no coincidence here. We were set up from the start to be expose to whatever that stuff was.
They've been at it for some time now, slowly picking up some of the other people who were there that night. Some willingly joining them, most probably not though.
They're the others too, the ones who mutated their minds are gone, twisted into some kind of monster beyond all human form.
I made sure you're the only person I want seeing this message, its encrypted, and will be completely wiped from existence as soon as I find out you read it. They might think of you as a menace now, some kind of threat, but I know you have it in you to do something about all this, the right thing to do. As for who I am? Just call me Apollo for now. Trust me, I might be the only 'friend' you have anymore.
As soon as I hear back from you, we can get this show on the road.
Around 12:16 am, a party had been going on at the G06 warehouse just off the pier near the abandoned industrial area of the city. We're not sure on who had rented out the warehouse yet or necessarily who was running the event to begin with. All of the permits and paperwork have led into a loop of different people who each either have different stories or don't even know whats going on themselves.
Those who were still at the party around this time became exposed to some kind of reaction to a nearby explosion. While no one was killed or too seriously wounded from the blast itself. It resulted in a mix of airborne chemicals that most if not all of the young people in attendance inhaled to some degree of dosage. Once the party was shut down and the young people were sent home however. That's when things started getting interesting.
Reports quickly began coming in of almost supernatural occurrences. Many of the same young people had begun developing super powers over night. Though others weren't as lucky, the chemicals causing them to mutate into beastly forms. Those involved have become nicknamed by the media and general public as 'big bang babies' with the explosion being called 'the big bang'. While we're under orders to arrest any on sight, some of these young men and women have essentially started doing what they can to help control matters. Fighting back against those using their powers for underhanded and nefarious means.
All we know for sure right now is things are probably going to get worse before they get any better....”
For our lives now, for everyone we know and love, its us versus them.
I don't know who exactly is the 'them' of that line, but we have something deeper here.
That explosion, the party itself, there's no coincidence here. We were set up from the start to be expose to whatever that stuff was.
They've been at it for some time now, slowly picking up some of the other people who were there that night. Some willingly joining them, most probably not though.
They're the others too, the ones who mutated their minds are gone, twisted into some kind of monster beyond all human form.
I made sure you're the only person I want seeing this message, its encrypted, and will be completely wiped from existence as soon as I find out you read it. They might think of you as a menace now, some kind of threat, but I know you have it in you to do something about all this, the right thing to do. As for who I am? Just call me Apollo for now. Trust me, I might be the only 'friend' you have anymore.
As soon as I hear back from you, we can get this show on the road.
