Drifters Attack Nearby Town of Willow

Drifters attacked the town of Willow, less than 10 miles outside of our city walls, while searching for medication- according to a town local.

Oct. 11, 2187– New-Den In the sleepy shadow town of Willow- where the locals live in homes constructed of our city’s scraps and the remnants of homes long abandoned, and the only food and medicine they have is foraged or grown- it’s not unusual to face the occasional Drifter. So close to the city, they’re often the first stop for those exiled from our walls.

But, those singletons, the outcasts and criminals- those that step on a few too many toes in the surface communities (keep your crime here in the Swell, seems to be the message their sending with this law)- are simply that. They’re alone. They’re the ones we discard to find their own way.

This is either a death sentence, or a higher calling. For those that do not perish on their long journey into the abandoned zones of our forgotten country, it is the Drifter’s life that keep them on this earth.

We’ve all heard the stories of the Drifters- large groups of the exiled criminals, gathering in the desert to trade and plunder, taking the empty territories for their own. After all, it’s why no citizen is able to travel between cities without military permit and escort. It is why our walls- once erected as a statement of our isolation from the world- remain important to our livelihood, so they say.

But this fails to remember that there are still hoards of small towns, now shadows of their former selves, with citizens that never left with the migration to the cities.

The Drifters, unaccepted by the Shadows, are forced to move from one to the other, stealing or trading what they can to survive. Thus is the case of the attack on Willow.

While it’s strange for a pack of drifters to come so close to the cities, knowing the military presence, word from our sources states they’ve been inching closer the last few years. Perhaps finding fewer and fewer resources in the wastelands.

There is also a route from Denver to Chicago, manned by a small team of medical staff, along which medical and food supplies are regularly discharged. If the Shadows are lucky, the staff will also stop for health check ups and an evaluation of what the towns need most.

Willow is among the Shadows provided these resupplies, and the townspeople believe that is what attracted the Drifters yesterday evening.

According to a local that runs the co-op of food vendors for the town:

“They came in… dragging along one of their members, screaming for medicine and a doctor. We told them… We don’t have… We are simple folk. We have little. They refused to listen. They tore apart our homes, our shops. They only left when one of our neighbors offered them help. He patched up the stomach of the young man, and gave them medicine, as long as they left the rest of he supplies with us.”

And they agreed?

“Yes, of course. No one can argue with him.”

Him? Who is this man?

Our source became visibly uncomfortable, and shook his head. “He is just one of ours.”

We’ve also discovered from another shadow within a 5 mile trek from Willow, that announced a recent attack from Drifter as well. Just earlier the same day, Drifters came to their town in search of food and items to trade. They’d mentioned that this has only happened on occasion, but in the last three years has happened more than usual.

“Sums o dem are okay wit negotiatin’, bu nah deez uns. Theyz came in blazzin’ and terrin’ up everythin’. Weez nah fur it. Weez figh'”

Reportedly, they took up arms with rusty fence posts and knifes, and struck a few of the Drifters well enough to drive them away. Only they went looking for help in another Shadow, Willow.

How long before resources out in the Shadows, and they all come looking, lining up at the city walls, demanding that we not ignore them. How long will it take for us to join them?

Man Dies After Starving Himself for Park Pass

July 20, 2178– New-Den Swell– The mirrors placed on balconies and on the sides of businesses help to bring the light to the deepest reaches of the Swell during the day. At night, we have the World of Fitness.

The great complex of mile-wide domes, sitting on the edge of the surface, taunting us as we stare up at it– has long been a source of agony. Since it’s development, our sleep has been interrupted by the glow of its bright lights and the howls of excitement of the privileged that get to see what’s inside. Across the Swell, hundreds have been thrown from their gates as we try to catch a glimpse. Thousands have applied for even their most demeaning roles- petting zoo cleaner, snow raker- just to get the free one day a year pass their employment lends them. Dozens of families scrounged and saved for years to buy a pass for birthdays and holidays, only to be thrown from the gates with accusations of theft and fraud.

They don’t want us there. Yet still, so many of us strive to find ways into their circle. Into the domes of privilege. Such is the story of Joaquin Buena. After hearing countless stories of the silvery peaks of snow in the ski dome and the warm waters of the beach dome, Joaquin did everything he could to save the money for a day pass, including starving himself for five months. The money he would have spent on food all wadded in a jar he kept behind his warped mattress, on it written “World of Fitness”.

Joaquin was found by his mother this morning, who then suffered a heart attack at the sight. Her family now must use the funds to cremate them both.

 

 

21 Ways To Stay Alive In Year 2179 (Life In The Future Is Hard)

August 16, 2179   New-Den    It may already be the future, for those looking from the past, but we can still ask what the future will be like considering how things are today. Look, look, look, we get it. Every generation has some of these fun thoughts:

Continue reading 21 Ways To Stay Alive In Year 2179 (Life In The Future Is Hard)

Baby Swallowed By Street Cleaners- Here’s What They Found When They Opened It Up

August 8, 2179   New-Den      Last night, a woman named Annena Colt walked with her son, Tyson Colt, age 2, to The Bottom Feeder bar where she went to search for her husband. He’d had the late shift, but hadn’t returned home when expected.

Mrs. Colt let her son play by her feet as she shared a Hog with her husband after learning that he’d just been laid off from his position as head mech operator at Teysey Toys. Their son wasn’t known to be very mobile, having only just learned to crawl a few days before the incident- development is a lot slower down here, in the Swell.

But on this night, Tyson had managed to make it through the stampeding boots around the bar, and under the swinging doors onto the streets. As with every night, the street cleaners were out, sucking up the tepid water and sogging napkins thrown to the streets.

You must be wondering… As you know, our street cleaners are known for being a pitiful waste of spare parts, hardly able to suck a tissue up with its foul breeze. It’s one of the reasons The Bottom Feeders began hiring cleaners to follow the machines and do the actual cleaning. However, one clever mechanic, who shall not be named for her own safety, has been making adjustments to the machines so that they function as they should.

Little did she know that her efforts would result in a child being sucked into the dusty bowels of one of her machines.

Annena heard Tysons cries and ran into the streets in enough time to grab her son’s hand. Some of the patrons from the bar knocked the cleaner over, reaching a hand into its bottom gears to stall it. Once the suction stopped, they began carefully dismantling it. Hearing Tyson still crying from inside was a good sign.

When it was finally open, Tyson was found cut with shards of glass and wire, and with a throat full of rain dampened grime and dust. He’s currently recovering in Eastside Emergency. The story doesn’t stop there.

Along with Tyson, the patrons found in the junket- a stiff cat, several dead rats, and an encrypted Terradrive. It was promptly brought to us at the Outsiders for further inspection, but so far, none of our hackers have been able to access what’s inside.

If you have any skills or information that may be of use to us in this matter, put our logo on the light post across from the Bottom Feeder bar on the main ring, and we’ll find you. For everyone else, the street cleaners may have better suction from now on, mind your babies.

 

The Outsiders News

Join Us:

@newsoutsiders

 

Local Artists Builds Mirrored Sculptures To Bring Light Into The Swell

July 30, 2179 New-Den     After our last article, updating you about lack of sunlight one of the greatest threats to our health, a local artist began building mirrored sculptures to let the light in.

“Why not mix art with health? I’ve always believed that art is a healer. With these sculptures, I’m able to make that true in more ways than one.” – Marx Hymy

Hymy is one of the most celebrated artists in downtown New-Den, and his art is featured in homes across the Outline, yet he refuses to leave the Swell, claiming that this is the source of his creativity and inspiration for his art.

Currently, he’s made five mirrored sculptures, and posted them along the east elevator frames and at opposing restaurants, allowing the light to bounce from the surface to the darkest level of the Swell.

He promises to make more sculptures, and offer them free of charge to anyone willing to install them on their balconies. Leave our logo outside your building if interested, and we’ll put you in touch.

If you want to stay updated on this story, join our mailing list. You’ll never miss a message again!

 

Child Dies After Falling From Elevator; Swell Taking The Hit

July 14, 2179

New–Den   Yesterday, the north elevator had been shut down for an investigation into the death of a fifteen-year-old boy from the Outline*. The incident had been reported after those riding the elevator heard clamoring on top of the carrier before seeing the boy fly past the glass windows to land several hundred feet down on the Swell* floor.

According to several witnesses, the boy was with a group of friends along the rim to the Swell. They were pushing each other around, harassing those getting on and off the elevators, and then daring each other to ride the elevator. Only, there was a catch. They had to do it from the outside.

One of the boys was spotted climbing on top of the elevator as it began to descend, and then attempting to stand with his arms in the air. But with unregulated elevators comes a few hitches. The north elevator gave one of its common jerks, and the boy lost his footing, contributing to his fall.

The parents of the deceased are now raising hell, demanding that more be done to separate the Swell from the surface, and even going as far to suggest netting be placed over the gap

This, of course, puts Trols* in an unusual position. Most of their funding comes directly from the Outline, as most things do. However, this would count as an egregious overspend on an area that is often neglected.

Our question is, why should the Swell be punished for what happened to one boy. It may be a tragedy, but even the kids in the Swell know never to trust the elevators. We are already separated from them by hundreds of feet. Hidden away, in tunnels, like ants that can only come to the surface when they have a job to do. Now, they want to separate us further, with a net that would cut us off from what little light we receive.

It’s our guess, and the reason we’re publishing this story, that if you knew what they were planning, you’d do something about it.

Join us,

The Outsiders!

 

*The Outline- the suburban area that forms a ring around all of downtown New-Den. It sits between the city walls and the Swell.

*The Swell- a deep crevice that forms a complete circle around downtown New-Den, and separates downtown New-Den from the Outline. It is where all manufacturing plants, sewage lines, garbage smelters, and blue-collar workers reside.

*Trols- The police (pa-trols)

The Bottom Feeders Provide New Jobs For The Swell

July 7, 2179— New-Den      If you belong to the 38% of the unemployed in the Swell, then get your holos out because we’ve heard of an opportunity.

We all know how ineffective our street cleaners are. Those little machines that we manufacture right here in the Swell, are made of used parts from toys and junk that they pass down to us from the surface. They’re pointlessly created, but we’ll keep the jobs, and let the surface keep their face.

Still, we’re left with the issue of these “cleaners” sucking up shards of glass and bits of metal that cut up its insides and destroy its purpose. We still have junkers knocking them over, letting them run their motors until they die, or until a Trol comes along to repost it.

A few in Treeline alley were caught spitting the trash out right after slurping it up. Another on main street was caught trying to suck up a cat.

So, here’s your opportunity. The Bottom Feeders are hiring 120 cleaners to follow the street cleaners and do the job they were designed to. See Amira at The Bottom Feeder bar on main street for more information.

Student Recruitment Opportunity?

New-Den –  June 28, 2179     Berkel University is opening their arms to students of all ages, for a chance to enter CORE training programs at the university.

Either they’re seeking some good PR or they’re taunting us with the dream of leaving, it’s a rare bit of good news for the youth of our Swell.

CORE training is a comprehensive educational program, so we’re told, that prepares kids from the Swell for university, capitalizing in the areas of their strength. Scholarships are almost always provided to those who complete the program.

The problem- the details are vague, and the requirements for getting into the program are non-existent. We’re left to believe that students will be picked by algorithm, judged by their scores rather than their intellect.

Good luck to our youth.