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The township of Prototype (link at left) has quadrupled in size overnight as the SZYM plant reopened and other businesses rushed in to accommodate thousands of workers. The new has everything one would hope in a working community – a diner, a bar, and a shoe repair place.

Some business leaders speculate that the building of a new NTBI headquarters might be the cause of the boom town, but it isn’t known.


“It’s thrilling,” said Sketch Sun of the WBA. “Bringing back the Rodex and Sweetwater will make Prototype more than just a showroom. It’s a destination now.”



The contagion at ERIA has resulted in a complete shutdown of the airport, as the zombism crisis affects a wider area. Trains have stopped running, the airport is in lockdown, and sales of boats as a get away vehicle are way up.

At Pippen Hot, a cafe a mere 500 meters from the contagion,
there is a drop in customers, but they bravely stay open. “Our customers are like zombies anyway before they have coffee.”

The response to the threat has been impressive, as the photo below shows, with ERIA police and fire departments joining with HCI to contain the threat.


“Just look at the equipment here,” said a Waterbank Sheriff’s Deputy at the containment cordon. “Astaro, HD, Szym, and F-Guard’s new Mobile Command vehicle. Everything we have is out here.”

Zombism is not so easily beaten though, and Governor Chia closed the airport to traffic after a zombie escaped the terminal. East River Hospital has been ordered to prepare “sedatives, cures, or one-step killers” by her office, should the threat escape the cordon.


“They have set up a three ring containment system,” said a representative for the Waterbank CDC. “The first ring was inside the main terminal and has already been breached. The second ring is all the terminal buildings, and the third is the tarmac. If brave hunters like Bizi Pfeffer continue to help us, I think we’ll get back to the first ring. But we need the public’s help.”

WN asked the CDC representative about the outbreak. “I think our official response is ‘oops.'”


Prototype Police have reinstated a cold case that may involve several major Prototype companies, a Lionheart councilmember, and a small resort island in the Blake Sea.

Case 672-E45-Hom began with a suspicious figure by an abandoned vehicle near the Prototype Ansco Station, and quickly went from a routine stop to a tri-state manhunt.

“Things went south fast,” said one officer who responded that day. “We got a call from dispatch that an officer was down, so we came in sirens blasting. We were in time to see the suspect dive into the forest, and pursued as fast as we could.”

Officers from the State Police, local Prototype Police, and several security officers from NTBI combed the nearby forests, but could not find the suspect.

One of the investigating detectives had more to say about the case. “At the abandoned car we found tapes that sounded like private deals between a Lionheart councilmember,Astaro and SZYM. The transcript of those tapes reads like deals that would not be acceptable under anti-trust laws.”

The case was revived after a customer at Feral Marine’s seaside showroom stumbled across a skeleton. “It (the suit of bones) traces back to a Prototype man that went missing at the same time as the case,” explained an officer. “That’s all I can say about it now.”


This promotional photo of a ULF tank recently came across the desks of WIA, and they are perplexed.

“The ULF has been gone forever,” said one analyst in a bar at 7 am. “We have no idea what this means. It looks like it’s an Astaro LFT (link), which is also surprising. They’re the lowest prim tank out there, and this thing is blasting away at the test ranges of Citrine {see previous posts}.”


A Waterbank Auxiliary mechanic working on a WAX ambulance drove himself to the hospital in East River yesterday after a strange accident in the garage.

“Yeah, the TPF-4 (link) is still the best ambulance out there. The one that brought me to the hospital’s been in the shop only twice in three years. Good chassis, great features, and drives hard.”

When pressed on the nature of the injury, the mechanic said, “let’s just say that it’s important to sit in the right place in the garage.”

The Astaro TPF was signed into service with WAX and the WPD in 2013 (link), and is still considered essential by both organizations.

Waterbank News has sent its intrepid intern undercover for an exclusive with the world’s most notorious criminal organization:

ClawBunkerNTBI A photo of a Claw pilot waiting for a ship to terrorize. The photo was secreted out by the intern using an old shoe.

Readers, if there’s one group that inspires terror and awe in the world, it’s the Claw. Tens of law enforcement agencies have tried to infiltrate it and almost everyone has tried to destroy it. But the Claw is bigger – and more clever than anyone could know.

When my editor told me about the assignment, the first thing I did was refuse. After talking with the other reporters, however, I began to see things differently. Motivated by “it’s either you or me,” they made sure I understood that none of them would be going on this assignment and if I knew what was good for me, I would. I guess it pays to be pals with the Sheriff too.

The editor arranged for me to fly from ERIA to an island in the Sea of Fables, where I waited on a beach for a sub. The editor “knew a guy who knew a guy, who had a friend who dated another guy’s sister in college who had a class with a guy that absolutely loves doughnuts and met a person in the Claw at a late night doughnut place.” Sounded weak to me, but the arrangement was made. I was to give their side of the story in exchange for access.


The sub picked me up on time – the Claw is very punctual I learned – and took me to lunch at an island in the Blake Sea. It was all a bit surreal, but as we munched on Hawaiian burgers and shakes, my contact, X, told me that not everything is as it seems.

“Yeah, it’s true that we can be kinda mean,” he told me, “but we’ve got our side of the story too. The Claw just wants order. An organized, efficient world. We began because we were tired of all the fractious cities, and small territories trying to push everyone around. These days, if you fly from one island to another you never know what you’ll get when you land.”

My contact went on to tell me how the Claw is organized, with its various arms all answering to a nebulous and all controlling cabal.

“Let’s say you want deep dish pizza from Harrison. All you need to do is call someone over at Procurement and poof! Two hours later you’re eating well.”
“And if you want a ship sunk?”
“Even easier! We are very efficient, and we are an equal opportunity employer. Not everyone is born to raid a ship in the open ocean. Some people are writers, and others are pilots. We have a place for everyone.”

My contact told me what she had in mind for my assignment. They would put me into one of their secret bases – she said that there are over thirty in the Blake Sea alone – to get a glimpse of what life was like. Many of the bases are underground bunkers, like the one made by Tredpro (link).


“We’ve got to be careful, after all. Especially now that the CP [Coastal Patrol] is so active. But don’t worry,” she patted my arm, “we’ve got something planned for them too.”

— This is the end of the first report.