The Deadland

[ Static, then across all channels a voice chimes in. He's very chipper and cheerful! It's probably irritating to some. ]

Hey, Asper! How are you, how's your stay been, hope the food's been good, nice weather we're having. Now that pleasantries are out of the way, let's get to business: everyone's favorite kid has let us know something to pass onto you guys.

Expect a period of time-- an hour at least-- any time during the day for these lil critters to get especially aggressive. There's some weird mumbo jumbo involved apparently, so it said "when something weird happens, that might be the time"! Keep your eyes and ears open.

During the time that weird stuff goes down, you'll find the wildlife drops a little flask when it's destroyed. It's called Energy, and it's just a drink. You'll need this to live on here-- unless you want to be sucked bone dry, anyways! So drink some every day. That's what it told me to tell you all.

That's all!

--- radio ---

[ there's a bit of crackle on the channel before a voice, mellifluous and utterly calm, starts broadcasting. monsters everywhere? psh. that's a minor concern compared to other things. ]

It's all a very interesting game. Familiar, too, in a way. Asper the board, we the pawns, and the synergy between each piece will be what brings about the salvation and success of this faltering world.

he pauses for a moment before he chuckles lightly ]

But it makes you wonder: who, exactly, is moving us all?

--- action ---

[ and for those who might be near the department store and happen to chance a peek inside, they might see a man with a pair of bloodstained scissors in his hands and a faint smile on his face. there is the smallest puddle of blood near his feet, in which lies in the corpse of a puppycat. look closely enough, though, and you might notice that a few usually prominent facial features seem to have gone conveniently missing... ]