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    1. myinneroblivion 6 yrs ago

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2 yrs ago
Current Heh... honestly didn't think I would ever be back on here... but here I am again. LoL. For those of you who spoke to me before, my life has gotten Soo much better.
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4 yrs ago
Sorry everyone. Work is killing me. I will reply as soon as I can
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4 yrs ago
Trying to come out of hiatus.... God this is hard. Really having trouble coming up with plots.
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5 yrs ago
I guess I'm getting off here now. It's been fun.
5 yrs ago
Ok.... hell week is over. I'm going to buckle down and get replies up. Sorry for the delays.
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Micah was on a three day binge of going over old records between the escalating intensity of forest fires on the west coast, the substances in chemtrails, and the activity of HARPP. He was tired and frustrated. True it made sense to him, but how would he be able to convince others? The damn sheeple couldn't follow a concept more than a couple steps even If they listened. He groaned, lighting another cig, and went to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. He snagged another beer from the fridge, popping it open with one hand as he headed back to his room... Then froze, the beer still to his lips. There was a note on his keyboard... But he had just been at that keyboard... He slowly backed out of the room, not turning his back to it, and opened his tablet. Linking in to the security cameras he had all over his house, he reversed the reading o his room, watching closely. It really had just appeared there. Well it was good that no one was in the house, but magic? Perhaps the talk of superhumans had some validity to it?

Slowly he went back into the room, looking down at the letter, but not touching it. He went to the bathroom, got two tweezers, and returned to read the note, still not touching it. Then he read it a couple more times. What the fuck. He wasn't some mutant freak... But he did know the government, and if they believed he was, then it really didn't matter if he was or not.

"Well fuck me runnin." He mumbled, thinking it all over, odds were on one thing. Supers were apparently real, and one was warning him that the government was going to come for him. He had figured they would eventually, but not because of some cockamamie bullshit about him having powers. Well whatever. The Reason didn't change the outcome. Micah went into motion. He sent his computers into action, uploading all the data it had gathered that day to the external hard drive as he collected his clothes and guns. It was only a couple hours early than it's normal download, so he wouldn't miss much. It would be done by the time the foot bag was loaded with everything he owned, and he would add it to the case with the others.

He also added the laptop, but left the desktops he had pillaged. They didn't cost much, and while they made his work easier, they weren't essential. He then rolled up his hammock, clipped it to the bag, grabbed his case of beer, and was loading it into the Jeep. It all took less than ten minutes, and he was pulling out into the street. His computers that he left would short circuit after an our of no use, frying the motherboards, and he left no indication of where he was going. Hell, he didn't even know where he was going yet.

After an hour, he pulled into a rest stop, finishing his beer as he opened the note again and reading the map. He sighed, looking around and thinking about how easy it was for him to simply pack his shit and let the life he had been living. He was pretty sure it wasn't normal. People hated change, and just walking away from a life was unthinkable. Hell, entire movies had been made based on it. "Well that's what happens when you're a paranoid prick." He told himself, memorizing the location, then stepping out of the Jeep to set the note on fire. No evidence my friend. No clues. Then he got back into his Jeep, and started the long drive.
So we're going to have two shadow manipulaters?
So... How is this going to start? Since we are basically scattered to the four winds?
...... Being and avid fan of Lovecraft, your talk of this forbidden post is peeking my curiosity. Lol.
Lol! My hero?
....... Aww I missed it

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........*falls asleep in the corner to wait*

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