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[Aran Ryan]

A large and active atomic bomb was resting in a small crater in the center of the city. It seemed it had been there just recently. No one seemed to approach the bomb as the slightest spark may set it off, thus, destroying the entire city.

The only plus side of it was that the bomb is undetonated. But, just by standing next to it... you could feel a tiny amount of radiation pulsing out of it.

A mysterious man in a tan business suit was quietly looking at the bomb from a nearby bar. He had been watching it for several hours, it seems.

[Anti-Simsmagic]

Anti-Simsmagic was standing next to the mysterious man, seemingly unaware of his presence.

"Hmm... quite a powerful object. Something that big has the potential to destroy the entire city... and maybe even a good portion of the Bitlands itself." He mused.

[The Scourge of Humanity]

The man looked at Anti.

"My, my. Just when I had all but given up hope. My dear boy, I am very happy to meet your acquaintance. I... am Mister Burke.

And you, well, you are not a resident of this putrescent cesspool. That makes you a rather valuable individual." He commented.

[Anti-Simsmagic]

His eyes stayed on the bomb as he spoke.

"Is that so now. And why exactly is that?" He asked.

[The Scourge of Humanity]

"Because I can just tell that you are like no one else in this putrid excuse of a 'city'. I represent certain... interests. And those interests view this city... this... 'Digibutter City', as a blight on burgeoning ubran landscape. You have no connections here. No interest in this cesspool's affairs... or fate. You could assist us in erasing this little accident off the map."

[Anti-Simsmagic]

"You've gained my interest Mystery Man. But, even though I am not connected to this place, I would not prefer to see its destruction unless I was further persuaded.

In other words, I'm going to need something in return for my services."

[The Scourge of Humanity]

"Ahh... I see you like to get the job done and talk later. I like your enthusiasm. Heheh...

All I need you to do is to give the live atomic bomb a little... motivation. I have in my possession a Fusion Pulse Charge constructed for a singular purpose - the detonation of that bomb you are looking at right now. You'll rig it to the bomb, then you get paid. Handsomely. As in... 100 G's (100,000 dollars). What do you say?"

[Anti-Simsmagic]

"And what exactly is your plan for avoiding the blast itself? I sincerely hope that you do not expect me to detonate it while either one of us is still here."

[The Scourge of Humanity]

"Oh... why waste your life along with the... abominations of this cesspool? Surely, that is not we had planned. Once the bomb is rigged with the Pulse Charge, you will meet me several miles southwest of here at the newly constructed Tenpenny Tower. Me and Mister Tenpenny will be waiting for you at the penthouse of the tower once you rig the bomb. You'll probably love the view of the fireworks display."

[Anti-Simsmagic]

For the first time, Anti turned to face him.

"And you're sure that the blast will not reach this tower, Mystery Man?"

[The Scourge of Humanity]

"I am very sure of it. The only things we would be affected by from the blast is the bright light, the sonic boom and... maybe a bit of a shake, but other than that. We will be completely unharmed."

[Tails Doll]

"Is that so?..." A raspy, adult voice asked.

Of course it was the Air Marshal, who was enjoying a good drink.

"And after the bomb fries everything, then what are you going to do?"

[Exuro]

Exuro was watching from a nearby rooftop, using the scope of his Sniper Rifle to see better.

This guy must mean business.

[The Scourge of Humanity]

Mister Burke looked at the Air Marshal, oblivious to Exuro's spying.

"Simple, really. Mister Tenpenny will then use this spot to create a larger, more productive urbanized area. Much better than this... this... autrocity."

[Anti-Simsmagic]

He smirked evilly.

"Excellent. Consider us partners then."

He noticed the Air Marshal and could faintly sense Exuro, though he took little notice of him.

"It's getting a little crowded, maybe we should perform the transaction at a later time?"