- News – Mayor Dean Recovers from Attempt on his Life
Day 1,052, Reality City – Just a month ago, Mayor Dean was shot at by assailants wielding crossbows while he delivered a speech in the Memory District. The speech, which contained overall themes of “not dwelling on things” and a hard stance against gambling, was contentious to say the least. While the crowd was well-behaved, the Mayor’s presence in Memory was anticipated as part of his campaign against the district’s popular strip of casinos.
“Gambling isn’t a sin, but it isn’t great, either,” He spoke. “How can you, as a fully realized human being, decide to put your pockets and conscience on the line at a table…” Upon which, he was interrupted by an errant crossbow bolt fired from across the street. Luckily, the Mayor was not struck, but someone probably named Nancy was. Right in the leg. Perfect, recoverable flesh wound, actually.
Authorities within the Administration dispatched units of the RCPD to the scene to track down the offenders. While the suspects were not caught, the police did recover the crossbow used. Witnesses testified to say they spotted individuals with, “What looked like bathrobes on” entering the elevator of the building where the shot was fired from.
No one has yet come forward to describe a possible connection, yet the Administration believes this is the work of the Two Queens group. Miss Information had this to say at a press conference just yesterday: “In our investigation of this attempted shooting, we have discovered fibers of robes that we’ve seen before back in the first 100 days. This may be surprising to the citizens, but the Administration has been watching known associates ever since the siege of Glass to make sure that the past doesn’t come back to haunt us.”
Some citizens of Memory, such as Tommy Pierce, a small business owner, think that the group is out to defend their interests. “All they were trying to do is send a message to those fat cats in Glass. You don’t mess with a perfectly healthy economy! Our district lives and breathes thanks to the strip, what other way to preserve memory than regret the things that you’ve lost! It’s just common sense!” Tommy is no outlier, with over 40% of the population of Memory agreeing with his sentiment: that the Two Queens group is looking out for them.
The Administration, however, does not have this accepting stance, and neither does the policy of Mayor Dean. This term has been especially favorable towards the Destiny District, which speaks to the mindset of what the authorities would rather leave behind.
Spectators have said of that person probably named Nancy, “Ah, she looked fine.”
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- Meal of the Vagabond
Meal of the Vagabond
He sits down there upon the rocks
In front of gas stations he walks
Pack of cigarettes he withdraws
On the various buds he gnaws
Digging in his pockets, he takes out contents
His wallet, a knife, public transit scents
Where does he want to go, what will he eat
Today he wonders, as he feels the street’s beat
Barely fifteen, with tobacco in lungs
Has stolen a car and fired a gun
Feared by the locals and admired by none
At the end of the day, he is still alone
Hey now, hey now
Here come police lights flashing
Down the street, the officers drive
Far away, a boy had been smashing
Through the window of someone’s life
Glass had rained in, through
A kitchen pane that was broke in
In he crawled with ill intent
But he was reckless and made a mistake
Hey now, hey now
A family scared and frightened
Cowered away, eyes widened
The boy was surprised to find
A married couple and girl of nine
Off he fled away from the scene
Of his randomly targeted deed
He didn’t find what he looked for
He needed money, he needed more
So there he sat upon the rocks
Watching the sirens race down the block
Thinking of where he would go now
Maybe he could find something downtown