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24 August, 2008
The Lost City
The captain stared long and hard into the black velvet of the deep ocean from his seat at the bridge of the mighty Artemis. It's been several months into a resources expedition, and the re-breathers have been under strain. The submarines have never been out this long-or this far, and the captain would be damned if he were to resort going to the surface for air and risking radiation poisoning; the crew of the Artemis had an all too important role in the Pacific Colony to make such a stupid risk. While the captain mulled this over, the navigator called to his attention a strange reading on the sonar monitor. To them it appeared to be a large underwater villa, that was built nearer to the surface, with large, luxurious scallop rooftops and skylights. By the looks of it, the villa had been abandoned since the second atomic war. However the radar had detected something of even greater surprise--dry land right past the villa! The captain ordered the external lights to be turned on so he can see. The lights shone into the empty shells of the villa, and onto the sheer rise of earth behind it. Taking the global coordinates the captain looked into older nautical charts to determine the Artemis' location. Indeed they had found land and an echo of their former lives as denizens of the land, but the structure they found was no underwater villa, but was the sunken ruins of a great opera house located in the former city of Sydney, Australia.
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- Raymond Amarantus
- A Los Angeles based artist, he does his best in life even with the shittiest hands life deals him, he'll bluff; he has a mean poker face.
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