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Post by scarlet on Jan 13, 2008 21:03:59 GMT
The bodies of three local teens were found today by police in seperate discoveries. Thus far, the police have not been forthcoming with details and speculation is rife.
Early reports indicate that all three were students at the school recently attacked by the Council, and in fact that all three were survivors of the massacre.
Further speculation suggests that all three were members of the so-called 'Youth Alliance' vigilante group - self-styled after the notorious Fletched Alliance that fought the council on school grounds.
Already angry parents are calling for action to be taken against the Fletched Alliance and similar groups. They fear that the prevailence in modern society of the so-called super hero is a corrupting influence that too often encourages youths to take the law into their own hands with possibly fatal results.
Thus far, none of the heroes themselves has made any comment on this story and the 'Youth Alliance' members as yet remaining appear to have gone missing.
More on this story as it develops.
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Post by Phoenix on Jan 14, 2008 16:35:54 GMT
((woo, MV gets a story! hope this is kay an' such, if not feel free to yell at me and I'll take it down. >.>)) Taylor household New Overbrook 14th January 2008 8.12amEmerging from the bathroom wrapped tightly in an oversized towel and furiously drying her hair with another, she padded carefully into the kitchen, spying a pile of toast on a plate and snatching a slice as her mother looked up at her. "Morning, Jo. How are you holding up?" Jocelyn replied around a mouthful of bread. "m'fine, mom, stop worrying. 's'been long enough, I'm over it now." Wandering over to the counter and pouring herself a cup of coffee, the young woman glanced over the newspaper lying there, noticing a headline that aroused her interest. "Y'mind if I take this?" she enquired, tapping it. Her mother smiled. "Be my guest, Jo. Not like you to take such an interest in a paper." Jo sighed and tucked the thing under her arm, wandering back towards the stairs. "Jeeze, mom, I know I'm better at track than most other things, but I'm not illiterate, y'know." Her mother chuckled and returned to her own breakfast. "Alright, hon. Go get dressed, we got a busy day today." As Jo clambered up the stairs and shoved open the door to her room, her attention was only partly on the world around her, her eyes skimming over the article. Fletched Alliance, huh?, she thought, pulling the packed wardrobe open and pondering its contents. Maybe it's about time I chased a few of 'em down and got some answers.
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