Who: Shy, Fischer, several NPC's, open to anyone who would like to react/script out their character(s) When: Monday, mid-morning Where: Various places around the island What: The fall of Revolve They had been watching the island closely for years, they had carefully documented its strengthens, and most importantly, its weaknesses. The monthly tournament had just ended, that always captured the attention of all the workers, once it was over there was a day or two where workers breathed a collective sigh of relief. This was when they chose to make their move. The reconstruction of the Blocks was such a focus, people and items were moving in and out of the island. It was the perfect moment.
The man known as Fischer moved to the small room that housed the technopathic mutant who basically ran the entire island. Seeing him coming, Shy opened the door for his "Father" before he even reached the room. Over sized red font appeared on the large monitor in the boy's room, but there was not time for it to be read. Fischer's body changed, rippled and a moment later, it was not Nicolas standing in the dark room, but a shapely woman. The screen went blank as a sickening crunch sounded the end of the young hermits life.
Almost simultaneously, two explosions shook the island, one centered in Nicholas Fischer's office, the other in the security center. The collars were immediately deactivated and useless, and to add to the horror of the scrambling guards, a mutant with a supersonic voice announced this. Chaos began. Some mutants ran for their freedom, others attacked their former oppressors, some froze in terror or were swept along in the actions of others. The energy in the air was electric, this was not a simple setback, this was the end of Revolve, the beginning of freedom for mutant kind. There was much blood to be shed, much suffering to pay back in kind, and hundreds of lives desperately seeking freedom all at one moment.