wow.

Many people had began to mob the white house, breaking out into political arguments and demanding that the power and worldwide mobile data be turned on, so that Outrage may flood in and save the world from the overpowering white capitalists that have taken full control over the chaos that is the neon, photon-powered technical HD hologram.

You sit aside, watching people storm and fight, tension and anarchy coursing through the mob- something Outrage would've loved, if it weren't for the fact everyone was against each other.

he notices you, holding up your phone, your screen a light blue color- rather than the orange-red color of his lockdown protocol. "hey, is your phone working..?"

he jogs over, and you might've thought it was a cosplay- if his facial screen wasn't glitching gently. he seemed incredibly desperate, just needing to get to the general.