Globalemits January 2012

January 2012 and the Manastorm

Mon Jan 30 2072

Crazy times in the CAS sector, as the Cottonwood Apartments seem to glow for a few minutes. No one inside would notice - but those outside might. The glowing collapses down, centering on Yew53… Then on Trixie Jo Benson as she sits in the living room with her guest. Suddenly, she's on fire. It's sort of awkward, really. I mean, sitting on your couch, enjoying the trid, then you know. BAMF. On fire. Very awkward. (For the next 48 hours, Teejay will enjoy a 'flame aura' spell she can turn off and on as a free action, Force 6)

Mon Jan 30 2072

And with a sound not unlike a large balloon popping, all Wards in the Warrens go down. The resulting mana flare can be seen as far away as Boulder, flaring into the visible range for nearly twenty-three seconds. Some reported that they heard a high pitched humming near the Shenendoah border crossing just before this happened

Mon Jan 30 2072

Chicago. It has been a city ravaged by horror. From nuclear blasts to bug spirits, to abandonment and carnage. It is a city who's soul has been ripped out, chewed on and spat back out. Chicago was once the heart of the midwest, and all roads once led to the windy city. But she has been so silent since the tower fell, since the walls went up, since the nation turned it's back on that younger sister of New York.


The Manastorm sent people fleeing from the city and the UCAS Military to high alert. Many worried the mana would re-awaken dormant hives over and under the city. Hives long torpid since FAB ate the astral. But FAB is gone… and the bugs have not awoken. What has happened though, is nothing short of astonishing.


It's 2020. Sears Tower stands. The watertower is a beacon. The loop is alive and buzzing. The El still runs. Constructed from mana and memory, the Windy City stands on the shores of Lake Michigan in all her glory. People hustle and bustle about their daily lives as though terrorists never destroyed down town. As though a nuke never went off. As though they were never forgotten and cast aside for 10 long, nightmarish years. The long dead return to fill their roles in this glimmering shard of the past. This plays hell on the telecoms as old protocols try to synch to new protocols… and then the entire switchboard crashes as everyone tries to call their families.


Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport shits a collective brick as the first 797 from Ohare lands on spectral wheels.

Mon Jan 30 2072

The morning commute in Denver went well, up to a point. Citizens are used to snow, ice, high winds and even the occasional flying creature trying to eat the car in front of them. However, around 1030 local time those traveling south towards Fountain noticed that the weather is growing increasingly bad. To the north, things are going poorly as well. It is almost as if the city of Denver is being cut off from the rest of the world. Matrix and telecommunication services are reporting increasing problems with transmissions, be it delays, static, or out and out drops.

Mon Jan 30 2072

In an interesting development, many folks are concerened about babies. Women are forcing labor during this time of high magic in hopes that thier child will be awakened. Others are hoping that the important time is conception, so of course, there are lots of folks, well…you know. So far there is no offical word that the manastorm is having any effect on newborns, but, that doesn't stop the rumors that a large number of newborms have gone missing shortly after they were born. As to if this is due to the work of magic or man, no one is sure.

Mon Jan 30 2072

Fighters Scramble from CNAS Fort Lauderdale as radar reports a flight of aircraft coming in on an
attack vector from the Caribbean League. Low and slow, the enemy aircraft seem to be flying at
wavecrest level, trying to avoid radar. Visual confirmation is made several minutes later as 5 TBF
Avenger torpedo bombers make their way into Fort Lauterdale. There is some confusion as the runway
configurations are different, and radio protocols have changed - but all five aircraft land without
incident.

Mon Jan 30 2072

Temperatures in the Front Range Region continue to plummet, and security corporations are pushed
hard as a new wave of panic starts to sweep the city when basic communications and trideo begins to
be unreliable. Some fear that much like Australia, Denver will simply cease to exist. Others,
fearing for their safety as criminal elements use the cover of the storm to commit crimes, stay
indoors and hope their building is spared the effects of the storm.

Mon Jan 30 2072

Meanwhile… in the Rez…

The storm outside has been dropping snow for days now. Its mostly quiet, but occasional some
lightning and thunder is heard. Suddenly at the Cybered Arms, the bar shakes with a peel of thunder,
so loud all noise is drowned out but it. As soon as its over, everyone looks around to make sure
they are ok. So far so good, no ones exploded. After a few moments, patrons start talking. Soon,
confusion abounds as everyone is speaking a different language. They all think they are speaking
English, but their words come out in another language. Keegan seems to only be speaking Or'zet at
the moment. Patrons are still ordering but they have to point at what they want.

Mon Jan 30 2072

WARNING_

UCAS GRIDSEC detects disruption in dataflow from UCAS-Denver LTG. This is a level 1 advisory that
all non-essential matrix operations be terminated. All users are advised to jack out immediately.


WARNING:

UCAS GRIDSEC detects disruption in dataflow from UCAS-Denver LTG. This is a level 1 advisory that
all non-essential matrix operations be terminated. All users are advised to jack out
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(UCAS Denver LTG is down for 20 minutes due to electrical disruptions. Casualties are light due to Gridsec's warning.)

Mon Jan 30 2072

The sky over Monument clears for a moment, thin stream of moonlight touching the ground. Where the
light strikes flowers begin to bloom, spring and summer flowers from across the globe. The snow
begins to recede, leaving a patch of Summertime as a defense against the encroaching Winter. The
patch, perhaps forty meters across, draws in many residents who have lost power and heat, warming
them and allowing them to survive the night.

Mon Jan 30 2072

For every happy story of merry plants growing in the snow, there are stories of horror. Emergency
services are on overload for the moment in the UCAS Sector as cybernetics simply shut down: eyes,
ears, lungs, hearts. DocWagon's comms are offline after receiving too many alerts, their vehicles
straining to travel over the ice and snow to rescue as many as they can.

Mon Jan 30 2072

While many believe the 'giant monster' rumor was just that, a rumor, the city of Kochi in Japan has
been laid waste with thousands reported dead. Due to communication outages reports are mixed, but
many believe that something very large assaulted the city. Moreover, pictures of foot prints larger
than a city bus have been found in the city, as well as a scale that may have come from a dragon.

Tue Jan 31 2072

At approximately 0930 MST, stores reported, homes reported, restaurants reported that every egg in
their kitchens/pantries/stockrooms spontaniously exploded at the same time. While the mess was
limited to the dairy section in most cases, more troubling would be the number of women in the city
admitted to hospitals and clinics with ruptured ovaries. A disproportionate number of those admitted
were humans, followed closely by elvish females. Hospital administrators claim that it is simply a
stress reaction to the storm effects and that there is nothing to be alarmed about.


It's a generally awkward time for the magically active. Hard to cast spells, hard to know what's
going to change when. Let it not be said that mankind is not adaptable - that it cannot overcome and
persevere. Thaumaturgical Darwinism in action, perhaps? Who knows. But for the next 70 minutes,
Janie Blair finds herself at the center of an eddy of magical energies. Her, and those around her,
for the next 70 minutes, may utilize magic as though they were only in an area with a background
rating of 1. This power may be used anytime in the next 12 hours. (1:30AM CST)


The Wedding of Tisha Mayer and Jonothan Rodgers was to be a happy one. The dwarven couple and their
families fought to have the wedding even though the mana storm and prejudice against their kind made
it difficult. Their happy night will be forever marred, however, by the manastorm. One moment the
couple is saying their vows, and in the next instant they are a pair of giants, towering over family
and friends from a height of nearly ten feet.

Tue Jan 31 2072

Denizens of the Pueblo Sector were surprised, but not shocked, to find a stampede of bison roaming
down Garden of the Gods Road. The Springs, home to the Pro Rodeo Hall of Fame and Museum, sees a lot
of cow related memorabilia and cowboys in general, but nothing of this magnitude in several hundred
years. The bison seemed to be heading up I-25 towards Monument when last spotted before vanishing
into the snow.

Tue Jan 31 2072

The cold waters of Cherry Creek Lake are uninviting on a normal day. Oh, many swim and boat on the
lake, but there is always a sense of foreboding about it, a sense that something lurks beneath the
water and is not friendly to metahumans at all. Raven, however, following clues left on the
electronic wonderland known as the Matrix, shows no fear in investigating the rumors. She dives
beneath the waters, her astral form slicing through the disturbance from the storm. A sudden shock,
however, greets her as she makes her way deeper in the cold waters, a secret that sends her hurtling
back to her own body in shock and awe.


Perhaps it was Raven's astral touch on the lake, or maybe some internal clock struck the right
combination. Whatever the cause, the lake at Cherry Creek Park has begun to glow with the color of
moonlight, a ghostly color that casts the area in a spectral light. Magicians within a kilometer of
the park can feel mana shifting around in a chaotic manner, seeming to fight the storm's influence ..
or perhaps working in concert to make matters worse.

Tue Jan 31 2072

Chicago. For several days, the city has existed in a curious state that is both here and not here.
The long dead returned. Landmarks restored. A city out of time and out of place. All things catch up
in the end, and what cannot cannot be. With nearly two thousand UCAS army, DIMR, Atlantian
Foundation and MIT&T personnel inside the city, the mana-construct began to destabilize. 1792 of
1923 personnel made it out before the city winked out of existence, leaving a calm, eerie quiet on
the shores of Lake Michigan.

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