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Lawler has a minion!

Minion the Darling Koi

Lawler
Legacy Name: Lawler

The

Glacier Anyu
Owner:

Prose

Age: 13 years, 6 months, 2 weeks

Born: October 18th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: January 15th, 2011

Pet Spotlight Winner
May 27th, 2012

Statistics

Level: 78
Strength: 105
Defense: 122
Speed: 122
Health: 125
HP: 125/125
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

"I've seen the lights go out on Broadway
I saw the Empire State laid low.
And life went on beyond the Palisades,
They all bought bright Cadillacs
And left there long ago.
We held a concert out in Brooklyn
To watch the Island bridges blow.
They turned our power down,
And drove us underground
But we went right on with the show...
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway
I saw the ruins at my feet,
You know we almost didn't notice it
We'd see it all the time on Forty-Second Street.
They burned the churches up in Harlem
Like in that Spanish Civil War
The flames were everywhere,
But no one really cared
It always burned up there before...
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway
I watched the mighty skyline fall.
The boats were waiting at the Battery,
The union went on strike
They never sailed at all.
They sent a carrier out from Norfolk
And picked the Yankees up for free.
They said that Queens could stay,
They blew the Bronx away
And sank Manhattan out to sea...

You know those lights were bright on Broadway
But that was so many years ago...
Before we all lived here in Florida
Before the Mafia took over Mexico.
There are not many who remember
They say a handful still survive...
To tell the world about...
The way the lights went out,
And keep the memory alive... "

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The city was silent. It had been that way for nearly thirty-five years. New York had become a desolate, dark place; the lights no longer hid the stars, and a gloomy, deathly smog hung night and day over the entire city.

New York had fallen to its middle class. Tired of being stepped on by the city's politicians and high class, and scared for their lives from the ghettos, slums, and drug lords, they held a revolution. But, after overthrowing the government and chasing the people to other parts of the county, it soon became clear that few of the remaining citizens knew anything about how to run a city. And the ones that could proved to be just as corrupt and power-hungry as their predecessors.

The city lasted a good ten years in that state before it finally crumbled and became nothing more than a blemish on the face of the great United States. Those in power struggled to keep a hold on the government, turning it into an oppressive shell of its former glory. The citizens, too poor or afraid to leave their homes, suffered in silence. There would be no more revolutions.

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A man picked his way through the ruined mass that was once Times Square. There was not another human in sight. Even so, he kept his guard up and his senses alert; the swarmers -- the strict, unmerciful police force -- wouldn't be out until nightfall, but one could never be too careful.

He was in his late forties, with short salt-and-pepper hair and a gaunt, lined face, scruffy with stubble. He was thin from hunger and his muscles weren't very toned; frankly, it seemed a wonder that he, or any other civilians, were still alive. Food was scare; the rest of the country refused to acknowledge the ruined city's presence, so supplies were hard to come by.

Lawler himself was an ex-revolutionary. He had been in his late teens when the revolution occurred, and he had been in the front lines to strike down their opposition. But unfortunately, he wasn't one of the lucky ones that made it into the government's elite, and he had been forced on his own out into the streets. He wore a worn gray sweater, black slacks, and combat boots. A thick black scarf was round about his neck and a small handgun was tucked in the waistband of his pants. One thin hand hovered near it, ready to draw at any movement.

Law gave a heavy sigh as he paused and glanced around the desolate place. No luck, and it was getting late, and cold. So he turned and headed silently down an empty street, back towards home.