The News Beacon flickers slightly, showing fuzzed areas of the hologram before gradually focusing on the terrorist, Dan Bloodline. He looks surprisingly calm, in spite of the destroyed bar behind him. He speaks slowly and clearly, though, needing his message heard.

"As you all know, thr bar we have all known and loved is in ruin. Some of us know why, others know nothing of it. And of course you are all familiar with Cryoface. I bring both subjects up at once for one reason and one reason only. I am here to question."

Dan's image skips a few times, then continues, faltering every once in a while.

"Where was this protec*static*urring our time of need? Where was Cryoface a re*falter*mergency?" He pounds his fist into his hand. "Revolution is in order! Join the Insurgency! We take care of our own and we will rebuild the bar, brick by brick, in spite of what Motoko, AlFrain, or even the protector Cryoface himself have to say about it! All that are with us, contact us in any way possible. We will be waiting."

An A.I. unit floats by in the background and the cameraman breaks out in a dead sprint towards it, ending the transmission...

Thirteen year old Tina has been searching for a night or two, for her cat "Floofy". He disappeared a few days ago and she fears she may never see him again.

The GNN mail room received a letter and a photo on Friday, asking for help in finding the poor creature.



Tina, who has had Floofy from being a kitten, said: "Floofy does not like other people, if anyone tries to touch him or even go near him, he starts wailing and hissing. She describes Floofy as being a very moody and very overweight, calico cat.

"I'm surprised nobody has seen him.", states Tina, in the letter. "On the day he disappeared he had his breakfast and then wondered off as usual, he often goes to the local gardens because he likes flowers. I fear the worst because he doesn't even have a collar – he likes digging holes and I'm scared he might end up burying himself."

Tina also stated: "I've put posters up and asked around the city in the hope of finding him."

If you have any information on the missing cat. Please, contact the GNN news center.


In unrelated news...

A giant badger has been terrorizing people in the Northeastern Wing City Gardens.



More on this story, tonight at 11...

Televisions fizzle, a bar of white fuzz showing for a moment, just before an image pops into place. The ticker beneath the photo reads:




“Angry Vampires rebel against Registration!”


The photo fades, and the camera focuses on a man standing in front of the VRS building, a steady line of people coming and going from the tall structure.

“This is a non-human, blood-free reporter, calling things from the front lines. Just a day ago, a broadcast went world-wide speaking of a Vampire Resistance. Those here though, seem to care little. In fact, after registering, many of these angry young men and women seem to be at peace. You! You sir!”

The reporter turns and stops a young man as he leaves the building, a booklet in one hand, his other resting on his hip. He looks the reporter up and down, and then looks to the book of tags in his hand.

“Yes?”

“You just completed your registration, correct?”

“Yes.”

“Was it painful, or difficult?”

“No.”

“What are your thoughts on the whole process?”

“Easy.”

The reporter looks to the camera, then back to the young looking man.

“Well… what are you going to do now?”

“I’m going home of course.”

“And are those the ‘tags’ I’ve heard of?”

“Yes.”

The reporter sighs.

“And… are you satisfied with that?”

“Yes.”

The shy vampire looks at the camera, swallows, and continues to speak.

“I have more than enough tags to last for a month. It’s nice to know that I am legally hunting humans, and will not be hunted myself for doing so. It helps to know that my family is not in danger because of me.”

“Ah, I see… thank you sir!”

The reporter backs away and returns to his previous position.

“Well, there you have it. So far, the Resistance has not touched this place, or these people. Some wonder though, if it is only a matter of time. Tune in next time, when we will try to gain an interview with one of the top VRS agents, Ikor.”

A horrifying creature, thought to be the loneliest ever found, has been discovered in the Dead End. The creature was originally thought to have been found in many places around Wing City. However, researchers now believe that it has settled around Gambit’s Bar in recent years, feeding on a diet of sadness and lack of friends.

The creature, which researchers have named “Emo”, is a timid creature with a strong desire for attention. It is a slightly primitive creature with limited intelligence and poor communication skills. However, there were times when this sad little beast was believed to be the smartest and friendliest of all citizens. This only ever manifested when the Emo was in the company of others of its kind.

Professor Egbert Feinstein said "It was an unusual looking creature and it was thought to have been extinct along with all the other members of the misunderstood genome."

"This was what I last saw, as I was escorted out of the falling transport chopper...." the reporter begun, his camera still rolling.

"This is some of the damage I recorded.."


"And this... is what I got from the aftermath..."



The reporter then stopped, turning the camera towards himself.
This is embedded reported Wolf D Ryoto, and I’m here to report on a savage act of terrorism! Terrorism has assaulted an office building, and it seems it was a suicide bombing! I have exclusive images here!” The reporter brought out his camera, aiming it at the ruined building. “This.. .its horrible…” the reporter said. “This terrorism… who knows how many made it through the bombing.." He then stopped, "This is Wolf D Ryoto, GNN News..."

"This is reporter John Smith, here today at the Lectre Mansion where the All Hallows' Eve Ball will be held October 30th - November 1st. I am standing here right now with the owner Abraxas Lectre, who would like to give a word to all the viewers out there today."

"Hello all! This is Abraxas Lectre, inviting YOU to this years Annual All Hallows' Eve Ball! Like your beloved reporter announced before, it will be held October 30th through out November 1st. I would like to take this time to invite all the Multiverse's Nation Leaders to this wonderful magnificant Event! Your welcome to attend any time to this Masquerade/Costume Themed Ball! I would also like to announce that there will be a Practice Session for the Ball today in about 3 hours from now. Thank you for listening. This is Abraxas Lectre, good bye."

"Well that's all of it folks, be sure to attend the ball practice session today and the actual ball on October 30th - November 1st. This is your reported John Smith. Out.

Wing City—A string of inner-city stabbings left five of Wing City's wealthiest residents maidless this week.

According to police, the crimes seem to be related, in that all five residents were left without kitchen and dining room service for their morning meal.

"It was horrible," said Wing City resident Tanner McDennis. "We were left with no choice but to perform such tasks as making the bed, running cold water from the tap, and pulling out chairs for ourselves before sitting on them."

The Wing City Police Department is conducting a full-scale investigation of the interruption in maid service, and plans to issue a formal report to the Wing City Gate and Security Service by the end of this week.

"We're doing everything we can to find the perpetrator," Police Chief Horace Porker said. "And we're urging everyone on Wing City's streets to be wary. We don't want any gardeners to disappear. There's been enough suffering."

According to reports, the Wing City residents' agonizing maidlessness lasted over 12 hours, ending only when a Wing City-area domestic temp agency airlifted in emergency replacement maids, free of charge. "It was the least we could do," said Eva Katz, assistant manager of Maid Nekos For You! "Nobody should ever have to go maidless. Ever."
Wing City, resident Robert Engelmann was left with dirty towels and unmade beds when his Neko maid Bobo was stabbed 47 times in the neck and chest Sunday morning.

Victims reported feeling confused and vulnerable, sometimes even frightened, during the hours in which they were maidless.

"The doorbell rang and we didn't really know how to react," Jillian Worthless, 58, said. "We just sat at the table looking at each other until it stopped."

Fortunately for Worthless, the maid was the only member of her staff to be stabbed repeatedly in the throat, allowing services such as cooking and car-washing to continue unaffected.

"The wet towels in the bathroom didn't get replaced until after noon, and my newspaper wasn't even ironed," said victim Robert Engelmann. "Bobo's murder couldn't have been more inconvenient."

The Engelmann household was further disrupted when the deceased maid's daughter arrived to pick up her mother's belongings. "She came in, sobbing hysterically, and I didn't know what to do," Engelmann said. "Normally, that's just the type of thing that Bobo would handle."

For several of the residents, simply not knowing if their maid was all right was the hardest part.

"I spent a lot of time on Sunday tracking my maid down," said Edwina Moneybags, head of the Moneybags Insurance Trust Ladies' Board. "I had to find out her name, and then I had to get her phone number from one of the other help, and then I actually had to speak with her family. It was a horrible, exhausting bother, and for what? Just to find out that she'd been killed, and I had to hire a new girl anyway."

Denise Grover, vice president of GNN, a local telecommunications corporation, located her maid Sunday morning in an unresponsive critical state in a Wing City hospital. "I guess all we can do is pray," Grover said, "that we can find someone else who can shine a silver service the way Fifi could."

Hello, and welcome to Multiversal News Now! And once again is Rachel Wright with what's happening near you!

*Cut to Rachel donning a white cheongsam this time with a sizable chest hole, exposing her gratuitous amounts of cleavage. Leaning down to get into her seat after walking on stage, the sexed-up newscaster starts reading.*

"Good evening, gentlemen...and ladies, I guess. Our top story tonight: Gambit's Bar wracked by the sudden appearance of portals. While news crews were unable to get footage of the actual event, what is visible is the damage the portals have done to the eastern wall. We interviewed the Kensei, Gary Mandolera, about the situation."

*Cut to a man in battle-damaged full plate and graying, receding hair talking to something offscreen. On the bottom of the screen it reads: "Gary Mandolera: Paladin 8/Kensei 10"*

"Well, I had just gotten rid of Dan Bloodline's terrorism the other day by luring him to the Arena and slaying him in front of a cheering crowd...for some reason there's ALWAYS a cheering crowd there...but the day after I dispatch him, he shows up at the Lectre Mansion near the Gardens. Turns out that there was a one-way portal of some kind between the east wall of Gambit's and the front door of the Lectre Mansion. Whether this has something to do with the All Hallow's Eve Ball or not is something I cannot confirm, as I was turned away by the butler before I could get more information."

*Cut back to Ms. Wright's cleavage...which quickly tilts back up to her face*

"In other news tonight, a neko maid killer is on the rampage in Wing City. Make sure to keep your nekomimi bishoujo personalities on a tight leash over the next few days. And with that, we're out of time for now!"

Night-Lights: Possible Recall

A terrifying monster broke into a local boy's room Sunday night, brutally murdering and devouring the child despite the presence of a protective Happy Clown night-light. A forensics report revealed that the unidentified beast spent several minutes violently shaking Stevie Nix, 6, terrifying him to make him tastier through the release of adrenaline. He then tore off and ate the boy's limbs first, enjoying his screams until the very end. The light's manufacturer is considering a full recall due to the apparent failure of the product.

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I Only Like Corn

Billy Jones, a local 7-year-old, dislikes all food other than corn, it was reported Tuesday. "He likes corn on the cob, corn niblets, creamed corn, corn chips, corn flakes, corn syrup, corn oil, cornbread, corn dogs, roasting ears, popcorn, and Indian corn," said Helga Jones, the boy's mother. "Basically, if it's corn, he'll eat it."

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Great Cheesecake!

According to reports, area senior Georgio Rockafellar, 69, was "impressed" with the slice of strawberry cheesecake served to him at Canti's Diner. "The cheesecake was very flavorful and moist," Rockafellar was reported to have told the server. He also was rumored to have praised the flaky crust and said that the cake had "just the right amount of whipped cream." Sources close to Rockafellar's server indicated that prior to his ordering of the cheesecake, Rockafellar consumed a grilled cheese sandwich. It was believed that he found it to be delicious, as well. Rockafellar is expected to return to Canti's Diner in the future to order more cheesecake

A logo for the Underground Broad Casting Network appears as Logo UBCN, and the screen shoes a man with long dirty blond hair, wearing a black studded eyes patch on his left eyes, him looking like you're ever day run of the mill hunter, or retired soldier.


"This is Sven Arito speaking, I would like to talk about the threat that the VRS had issued to the vampires who do not register." he said calmly, him clearing his throat. "We will not tolerate you're act of Communism, what you have done is a crime and military actions will be taken!!!" he yelled angrily, him slamming his hand down onto a wooden surface that could not be seen by the camera at this given time.

The camera would shake slightly as a small what it appeared to be was a small girl trying to look into the camera lens "Big brother, why are you yelling at the plastic box?" asked the small girl, who was clearly to young to understand what it was, or what was going on at this moment.

The camera would lift higher and out of the small girl's reach, it angling slightly as it ascended upward so it would not cause the image to obscure. Seven would do a series of hand jesters, signaling the girl to come over here as he continued to speak. "You have been issued a warning, unless you comply and stop trying to force you're registration onto my kin by threatening there lives then further military action WILL be taken. he said calmly, folding his hands as he does so.

The small little girl would finally make her way over to Sven, her blackish gray hair trailing behind her, a small stuffed bunny tucked under her arm. "So did you make the bad people say there sorry big bro?" asked the small child, her voice quite squeaky, only adding onto her adorableness, but before anymore could be heard the screen cut off, and go to a random assortment of commercials.

Celebrity vampires, such as Count Dracula say the list is rendered useless when it includes celebrities like Nosferatu who openly expose themselves to the public through the media.

"It's diluted," he said this week. "It has lost the purpose for which it was designed. It should only apply to vampires that hide in the cellars, cemeteries and crypts."

The Count, of Sesame Street, has been a vampire for more years than he can count. He stated in an interview that, “1: I am a celebrity, 2: I have been open about my condition since 1969 and 3: Children all over the world now my face. Ah Ah Ah!” Officials believe, as a vampire, The Count also should appear on the vampire registry.

Other vampires, however, don't think all vampires should be on the registry because the public knows of their existence and they can‘t go anywhere without being noticed and harassed.

"The issue isn't the statute's existence, it is the indiscriminate use of the designation registered vampire. There isn't any discretion. It is either on or off. You demonize us. When are you going to wake up as a society and acknowledge that vampires exist?", added movie star and musician, Lestat.

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The OMNINET signal which emerged from the depths of Caliphate Space once again began to hijack the weaker signals within Wing City, and many other a location, but, for one of the first times, the message was meant for a specific audience, not so much a "shock and awe" affect they were desired in the past, when they broadcasted across multiple systems not of their own. As the signal gathered strength, one could make out from the static the Crest of the Caliphate, and the dual flags of Buddislam flying behind it, and as the feed was established, a scrolling text feed appeared at the base of the screen, sending by important happenings, if only the ones deemed appropriate by the Caliphate...

The gaudy introduction sequence, with its ritual chanting, finally ended, and the true message of the broadcast began, with the two Anchors sitting at the table, the same two as before, both dressed in the same militaristic attire, the man, who looked to be Aryo-Arabic, and the woman, who seemed to be more Sino-Aryan, with both of their breasts adorned with medals, ribbons, and breast flares, the woman even wore a Sash Order, and a ceremonial shamshir dangled from her waist belt. The man was the first to speak, as he did such, the red lace epilets attached to his shoulder-boards shook as if they'd just been subject to an earthquake, raising his hand, palm facing the camera in the traditional greeting,

"Asalaam 'Alaykum. We do apologize for the interruption of your program, however, we've recently attained an Edict, straight from the Sultan himself, concerning some of the more recent happenings in Wing City, and the Caliphate believes it should give its own views on the recent happenings."

The man stopped, and glanced only for a moment to the woman, whose left cheek had a disfiguring scar upon it, which she wore like any of her decorations. before returning his gaze to the camera, still with a pseudo-smile upon his face as he awaited her to continue, and she spoke up, with a slight oriental accent,

"It has come to the Caliphate's attention, despite our relative distance from Wing City itself, of the recent, how should we put it, the VRS Debate, for lack of a better term. While at first, it seems there would be no conflict on this issue, seeing as how every other one of us has to fill out a form for citizenship of some government, stating our age, sex, race, and whatnot, and considering Vampiric Citizens unique needs, it could greatly benefit them, and it does, now many are not pursued for their race, they're not hunted, and can sustain themselves legally. In all honesty, why would one rebel against this? Which is the question that so many in the Caliphate ask, "Why do they rebel against this?" Which raises the question: Do they think themselves better than the rest of us? We have to, but they don't? Such is not the way of salaam, my friends, it certainly is not."

The woman shook her head, eyes closed, almost slightly ashamed as the other anchor took over once more, a scroll of paper sitting on the table beside his right forearm, which he glanced at before taking over,

"The Sultan has issued a decree, and as such, all Vampiric Citizens of the Caliphate have already registered themselves, and are on welfare sustenance programs recently instituted by the Caliphate as of yesterday, but this decree is not meant for those in the Caliphate so much as those outside of it, the 'Resistance' movement, the anarchistic ruffians who roam the streets of Wing City when darkness falls. Already have two buddislamic Merchants not returned from that place, and we intend for no more to follow their path. The decree contains, quite a bit of... should I say, threats... I'll try to shorten it, as much as possible, considering our time restrictions..."

He then took up the scroll, and looking as regal as possible, summed it up in a surprisingly short statement.

"The Caliphate will have none of your anarchistic terrorism."

The man blinked twice before continuing, setting the scroll aside, taking a fairly stoic, cold face,

"The Caliphate wants no bloodshed. If you are as peace-loving as you say, then by registering, you should have nothing to fear. The Caliphate offers protection to any who register, for those who do pursue the path of true salaam. The Sultan offers his personal guarantee that any and all who register shall not be harmed, by anyone. Not Hunters, not the VRS, not the Caliphate, and most certainly not retribution against so-called 'collaborators' by the terrorists who label themselves 'The Resistance'. The only thing these fascists resist is peace and tolerance. In the words of the prophet..."

It was at this moment that both anchors spoke in unison,

"All those followers of peace, of good; fear not the end, for even if you are absent from his faith, you shall pass on in bliss, into the Kingdom of Heaven. But be warned those who raise themselves above others, who profit from suffering and misery, who make themselves more than any other, more deserving soul, shall feel the might of Buddallah as he smites their soul into oblivion, for they surely are the servants of Shaitan."

The woman sighed, and after looking to the other anchor, spoke up,

"Now that we've covered the issues of external policy, I hear that IV Nodiexo will have a good moisture harvest this year, Asat."

The other anchor's face brightened instantly, who was a former farmer from the barrens of IV Nodiexo before he volunteered during the insurrection, and he answered readily,

"Oh yes! The Great Sea was kind to the barrens this year, bestowing them much rain, even allowing some moss to grow in the canyons, the wind-traps and moisture vaporizers were almost overflowed..."

It was from this point on the signal became weaker and weaker, the topics discussed concerning few but those within the Caliphate, while the inter-solar transmitter within the depths of Caliphate Space was powering down, the signal becoming limited exclusively to Caliphate stations, with the OMNINET's broadcasts returning to normal, the feed was lost, and few realized what they just saw, but many, on the other hand, did...

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There has been rising speculation that the VRS, the Vampire Registry Sanctum, may fail. Experts cite lack of staff for the VRS as well as rising numbers of vampires against the VRS' efforts to "tag and track" vampires in Wing City leading to an excalation of violence in and around Wing City, even against those who do not have any allegiance to the VRS or have an opninion one way or the other regarding what it is trying to do.

Ace Darkfire, CEO of the multi-world Darkfire Industries, had this to say earlier today:

"If the VRS was only for the registering of Vampires, then I would think there would be no need for violence between either side of this issue. However, Sanctum's efforts seem to prefer leaning towards limiting how much a vampire can feed or face extermination. It seems that stance has been backfiring to some degree and it is only leading to elevating levels of violence between both sides - those who don't wish to register or being ingloriously restricted in their actions, and those of the Sanctum that wish for the dissidents to be quieted down either through overt violence or through covert operations. If the Vampire Registry Sanctum is to succeed, I think a change in their methods would be in order, to ease the tensions between the VRS and what has no become known as the Resistance."

He also mentioned they may need more funding to either continue on their path or to change their methods, however, Mr. Darkfire expressed no interest in donating any money to the organization, when asked why, he only said enough that he disagrees with the current practices and felt that donating any money to the VRS could be a blemish on his companies spotless record.

Only time will tell if the VRS will succeed, as other experts and those who don't have an opinion on VRS' efforts have stated that it is too early to tell if VRS will fail in the long term, while those who like the Vampire Registry Sanctum's efforts believe it will succeed.

There has been news around Wing City of growing support for the efforts of the Resistance to fight against the Vampire Registry Sanctum, while in turn the support for the VRS has flatlined, for those who have lost loved ones to the vampire feeding habit wish for the vampires to be killed, removed from existence so that such things will never happen to anyone else.

Currently, no one from the VRS or the Resistance were available to comment for this news posting, when they are available, you can be sure the Wing City Tribune will inform you of what they have to say.





As many of our readers may know, the hotspot in town known as Gambit's Bar has been on the receiving end of some destructive elements. Every time rebuilding seems to go forth and near completion, something new happens to destroy it, increasing the time it takes for rebuilding efforts to finish.

Ace Darkfire has stated that he will not donate money to finish the construction of Gambit's Bar, citing it as a "wasted effort" and a "collossal waste of money" with how often it gets destroyed as of late. We can't help but agree at this point, its already proven to be a financial drain for its owners, and in a minor way, for the City government, who keeps funneling out loans to rebuild the bar. We can only ask when will the funds run dry and the bar remain a pile of debris?

A Multiversal News Now FLASH UPDATE!

*This is said by a disembodied, yet sultry, female voice that isn't Rachel Wright's for a change, yet the picture next to the words "FLASH UPDATE" is of the aforementioned in a somewhat compromising position*

We have just received word that Cryoface, beloved defender of the recently beleaguered establishment known as Gambit's Bar, had this to say about the seemingly endless job of repairing the place:

*Headline and stock ticker goes by at the bottom of the screen while the Snow Warrior is being interviewed*

"Well, to be honest, we are the victim of forces beyond our control. For too long now we have been on the receiving end of those that are all too willing to disregard the time-honored 'no violence' policy for the sake of a quick pile of cash. And of course, Motoko's duties with the Council and praying for a new life have seemed to have gotten in the way of running a tight ship as well. It's gotten to the point that some believe that I'm the owner and host of the place. While we have been the recipients of generous contributions from organizations such as the VRS and the Council, I will put this out there: If you understand the principle of necessary force and are capable of ending a fight with words as well as with your weapon of choice, come on down to Gambit's Bar and get an application. As chief of security, I'm telling you right now that we need all the help we can get."

*This has been a Multiversal News Now FLASH UPDATE!*

The disgruntled woman unwillingly took to the stand, glaring at the shadow that had seemingly shoved her out from behind the curtain. "It's strange that you're not..." Before the person hiding behind set could finish her words, the volume muted so that none could hear. The woman on the stand took a deep breath, regained her composure, and poured out the words she had been holding for the last few hours. "We are not to be used by the VRS, there will be something said about this. You cannot simply throw my sister out for bait of the sharks, waiting for the unregistered vampires to gobble her up. She is a woman, not a slave. Though I am familiar with those of you that think there is no different, you filthy sons of bitches." Her anger rang out to both the live audience behind the camera, and those that would later be watching the re-run.

It was at this particular moment that her sister decided to step out from behind the darkness in back of the stage, whispering something unheard by the audience which caused her sister to immediately turn and march away. Then this woman took the stand, and repeated everything her sister had just said. Though there was one difference; her words made colors in the air, that looped and flowed and soared and bound the hearts of all watching or simply listening. And then, the twins Malyssa and Syrica hart took off from that place in a flurry of dark feathers and malice for those that had trapped them; imprisoned them in a tomb from which they could not escape.

Wing City Spaceport - Earlier today, the Arcturus Synthetic Collective's local representative and unofficial ambassador to Terra, Cavalry Unit #053502 alias "Frank" of the ASC Military's 23rd Source Operations Battalion, disclosed the official statement made by the high echelons of processor banks on the Collective's central world, Arcturus II, regarding the recent controversy and violence over the proposed VRC.

"THE SYNTHETIC COLLECTIVE WISHES TO REINFORCE ITS NEUTRAL STAND ON THE CURRENT DEBACLE ON THIS PROPOSAL," boomed the loudspeakers that the battlewalker promptly hijacked upon touching down at the spaceport, causing acute tinnitus and deafness in nearby press and passersby. Cavalry Unit #053502 later refused to apologize for the medical costs incurred upon said reporters, declaring that they wouldn't be in such a predicament had they opted for cybernetic implants.

"AS SYNTHETIC INTELLIGENCES AS OURSELVES ARE PRIMARILY UNAFFECTED BY SYSTEMATIC ANOMALIES SUCH AS VAMPIRISM AND/OR LYCANTHROPY, A GENETICALLY CENTERED ISSUE SUCH AS THIS IS NOT OF ANY SIGNIFICANT CONCERN TO US. HOWEVER, WE WISH TO ANNOUNCE THAT THIS DIRECTIVE HAS NO INFLUENCE WITHIN THE ASC'S SOVEREIGN TERRITORY. IF THERE SHOULD BE ANY VAMPIRE, REGISTERED OR OTHERWISE, WHO WISHES TO SEEK REFUGE UNDER THE PROTECTION OF THE COLLECTIVE, YOU SHALL NOT BE BARRED, PROVIDED YOU AGREE TO REPAY OUR HOSPITALITY THROUGH WHATEVER MEANS YOU ARE CAPABLE OF ACCOUNTING FOR," the audio file elaborated, later confirmed by Wing City's audio engineers to contain the specialized authoritative frequency algorithm used to certify official transmissions.

In response to the possible influx of vampires and subsequent increase in demand for haemolytic fluids, the Collective has stepped up production capacity of the artificial blood manufacturing sector, and may divert supplies from their normal exports to the medical sector, where the widespread success of artificially created blood has all but eliminated the need for blood donation.

In the broadcast, the Collective had also vowed to crack down on any violence springing from its decision to grant asylum to vampiric individuals, stating that "THE COLLECTIVE IS A WELL-CALIBRATED MACHINE, AND FRICTION IS A HINDRANCE THAT WILL BE DEALT WITH WITH UTMOST URGENCY".

Early this morning a female two-tails, which is some kind of cat demon with two tails, was overheard talking to a woman. Both of them were in the rafters of Gambit's bar. The two-tails was heard mentioning things of an appearently intimate nature, after summoning a bird made of blue flames. After covering the two-tails mouth, the woman whispered some things and looked at the stairs. The two-tails agreed and followed. A worried patron used 'Wizard's Eye' to keep watch, he claimed. He claimed that the two-tails cried as the woman yelled at her. They hugged for just seconds before the woman pulled away, and after a bit, the two-tails was launched across the room before the bird-thing took a dive in appearent protection of the two-tails, when the woman grabbed the two-tails, putting a fire and ice shield to stop the bird thing and set the two-tails. When the athorities arrived, the fith floor was unharmed and the two females were asleep on a couch, in a blanket, like mother and daughter. The patron is now recieving punishment for a prank on the athorities... ☆☆

Motoko was seen on the steps of Gambit's Hotel huggling the two-tails from my earlier report, who's name appears to be... get this- Kittena Nekozawa. We asked if Motoko came up with the name since both 'Kitten' and 'Neko' were in the name, but Kittena said her birth father, who lacked thinking power gave her the name. When asked if Motoko would be adopting more kitties, she said "Signs point to yes."

Kittena is 16, busty and cried when we took pictures, which we won't be ever revealing. ☆☆

Trantor Demands Inquiry!

Today in Gambit’s bar, rough VRS elements attempted to attack vampires! This, against the core directive of VRS protocol is causing a huge stir throughout the galaxy! Trantor’s main justice minister, Minami Kotaro, had this to say. “We still fully support VRS. However, we may have to cut down on sending material and men if they are just going to be possibly implicated in incidents like these. We cannot tolerate these unjust measures, and demand the leader in the wing city incident, Barret head to Great Haven’s Hall of Justice.” After that, the man saluted, and went off to investigate another case, saying “There wil always be justice.”

This is Robert Aleto: GNN News

Dan Bloodline's gruesome image flashes onto the screen. He looks much worse for wear than last time, and there are police firing at him in the background. He says solemnly, ignoring the bullets making metallic clangs on the back of his head. He speaks calmly, but through gritted teeth, giving the obvious impression that he is displeased. His eyes are green, completely different from their usual yellow, and he has an unusual look of stability across his face.

"A bounty? I offer to free the people of the bar and rebuild instead of destroying and you respond with a bounty? Since my last broadcast, I have found a negative response as opposed to my expected uprising. People of the bar, do you realize what the current system has done to you? The bar is only reconstructed after I offer to help. That proves that the others were not going to do it anyway unless they were afraid of losing power! Don't you people get it? They don't care anything about you! We should be able to govern ourselves, protect ourselves, and not have to worry about simple acts becoming national threats. We are free to do as we please without the others stopping us. Before anyone attacks me again, I'd like to mention that three attempts at my life have taken place in the last week, not including every damned police officer in the multiverse embedding twelve bullets at least into the back of my head. People of the bar, Listen to the voice of reason!"

His eyes turn red, then he turns to the police officers, forming a sphere of pure red and throwing it at the group. He turns around, blocking the explosion from view, but the sound of a gas leak meeting an open flame is heard clearly as a red glow goes on behind him. His stability look is gone, replaced with bloodlust.

"You have all decided against the voice of reason. This choice was not my own, so I cannot be responsible for the outcome. I am ripping the carpet from under the counsel's feet, I am watching them fall. Why did the bar get destroyed? Where was our protection against this attack? Why the bar? These are all questions that almost all of us have been asking. I want answers, not questions. Cryoface. Where were you? Motoko. Where were you? AlFrain. Where were you? All three of these people were nowhere to be found as this disaster devastated the bar. And I'm pretty sure that it's their jobs to keep this from happening. Until I said that I'd rebuild the bar, they were doing nothing! Nothing at all! Search yourselves for the answer to this question. Why aren't we in charge?"

His eyes blink from red to blue, then back to yellow as usual. "Think about your response before you make it. And father, if you're watching, I will not tolerate the deaths I have received."

Dan's image disappears, replaced by a different one. It rotates a few times, then vanishes, ending the message's transmission.