[IC] Changing The World

It started in an online forum, much like this one, in a world much like this one. A cry went up. A cry for change. A plea for help. Then it happened and one by one people started to wake up...

Three weeks ago:

EXPLOSION SHAKES CITY
"...Ministry Of Information... utterly destroyed..."

"...no survivors..."

"...response will be swift"

"...cause and perpetrator unknown..."
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"... government in disarray..."

Two weeks ago:

username:Salamander -> heard they were looking to reset up that ministry that exploded a while back... might consider applying for work.
username:Xx_grilling_xX -> No chnce in h3ll! Those guys are way shady
username:Salamander -> why tho? Good jobs are hard to come by
username:Xx_grilling_xX -> Ppl want you to believe that it was a freak thing, rmember wut how they originally thought someone was behind it? Well they would just strike the new one again.
username:Dark_Wreath -> What? Like a Fire Generator? Even if someone had that much power there is a no way he could pack that much punch withuot taking himself out.
username:Jilted -> IT CULD BE A SHE!
username:Dark_Wreath -> Yeah I guess but still...
username:Xx_grilling_xX -> With a Manipulator though?
username:Dark_Wreath -> Even more unlikely! 2 people w power like that? I rate a 6 w Fire Generation, couldnt even come close
username:Salamander -> Woah a 6?!?!
username:Dark_Wreath -> Yip ;P
username:Xx_grilling_xX -> He's prob lying
username:Jilted -> Well I'm a 7 with Lightning Manipulation, the average is only 5.
username:Salamander -> WHAAAT?! I thought it was like 4. Im only a 3 with Fire Manipulation ToT
username:Xx_grilling_xX -> LOL, n00b
username:Jilted -> Anyway so Salamander, are you gonna take the job?
username:Salamander -> Probably, interview is tomorrow and they're only looking for ppl to fill the temp spots in the temp HQ.
username:Jilted -> Well good luck
username:Xx_grilling_xX ->... and that was the last they ever saw of him *woooooo*

Yesterday:
username:Salamander -> I need help, whoever is there please they've been lying to us all and I found out and now people are after me please, if anyone is there please please please. The Oblivion, tomorrow night. I just want things to

[Lemmings]

There are not many secluded in areas in the heart of The City. Trade continues through all hours as cars and people hurry along the streets all in trying to move as fast as possible. This leaves few roads ever unused but there are a few and one of these houses The Oblivion. Many nightclubs dot The City, most offering something unique in the form of stimulants but what the proprietor of The Oblivion offers is something so simple none of the others can even compete: A good time.

Within this unassuming, nameless building that squats in the city with peeling white paint is the club proper. In the dark hours of the night it's one central room bursts into activity as first a staff of manipulators and generators arrived. They have all been specifically chosen to be able to work together to produce the right amount of light, sound, and clean air, to make an entire night fully enjoyable. A few hours after this is when the first patrons start arriving and a few hours after that a small band of people will meet to change the face of The City forever.

Around the main floor, sheltered in the walls, are alcoves for people to sit, eat, drink, laugh, and relax from the outside world. A place truly separate from the mundanities of the rest of the city. In one of these areas a young man, his face obscured by the hood of his red jacket being pulled low over his face, sits and waits. He is as far from the door as possible while still being able to see it. At some point people are going to come through there, he doesn't know what they look like and they probably won't know what he looks like but there is nothing for it but to wait.