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"Pencils Down, Death Rays Up".
It's a Mass Effect world, and the Reapers have made the mistake of invading Earth.
And the Old World of Darkness is Not Amused.
Humanity, Fuck Yeah? Yeah.
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
"Pencils Down, Death Rays Up".
It's a Mass Effect world, and the Reapers have made the mistake of invading Earth.
And the Old World of Darkness is Not Amused.
Humanity, Fuck Yeah? Yeah.
Quote:Hard light projections of maps lit the bunker, illuminating various sub-groups worked on coordinating different aspects of bringing war to the Reapers across the world.--
"Alright everybody, quiet down!"
The underground bunker quieted, and the ad hoc defenders of Earth began to plan the next step of their counter offensive.
Today's focus was retaking Detroit.
"We have some important information from our scouts and…diviners."
The Alliance officer stiffly nodded at the mage dressed in snazzy blue jeans and a tee shirt that proudly boasted the slogan, 'A wizard did it'.
The mage leaned forward. "Bad news. We can't use our basic strategy of 'murder it all with lightning' this time. They're learning; they've spread apart and hardened their defenses." Disappointed sighs and grumbles came from the audience. "So we need to think of a new plan, preferably one that they can't easily figure out answers to."
An Alliance lieutenant gestured at the tactical map of Detroit.
"Well, let's think about what local resources we have we can use. What kind of unique advantages can we muster here in Detroit?" He almost managed to keep a straight face, just a small twitch of a smile appearing momentarily.
Snickers.
A voice called out, "Abandoned factories?"
There were a few snorts.
More heckling from the audience.
"Shattered glass? Boarded up windows?"
"Wild dogs? Gas stations without pumps?"
The mage smiled. An evil smile. "Abandoned cars."
Four hours later, 3,243,582 junked cars fell out of thin air and simultaneously crushed each of the 3,243,582 husks in the city.
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.