EON CH 20

115 16 276
                                    

MOVECITY'S SEVENTH ANNIVERSARY.

1774, SEPTEMBER 21st, WEDNESDAY.


On the plaza before the world's largest TV, roughly one-hundred million Create Users watched as Dreg threw this massive bomb into the air. When the bomb exploded, the crowd cheered. For this TV resided in the only city in the world populated by Create Users. A city located in the Create Continent. A city where every citizen was a prisoner of Cross. This was MoveCity.

This TV, the largest of its kind, stood at a whooping 5000 ft tall. As if to celebrate its world-record size, this behemoth TV had an equally large gold crown on top of it. It resided in the middle of MoveCity, which was surrounded by a vast desert to the north and west, ocean to the south, and mountain range to the east.

This city was so massive, it could easily house a billion Create Users. Many of which oriented from all across the world. Chatter and shouts filled the streets with dozens of languages. Cultures from around the globe filled this place. With every imaginable aroma of cuisine filling the main streets. People dressed and acted in all sorts of ways too.

All around the five hundred mile diameter of this mega city were various objects of a giant size, ranging from a few stories to the size of a mountain. From things like padlocks, to keys, arrows, signs, checker boards, pocket watches, screws, bolts, umbrellas, desk fans, and so many other mundane objects. The city was littered with dozens of random creations and each held varying levels of beauty. The sky was no different, filled with so many blimps, hot-air balloons, and other various aircraft of diverse colors, that they all appeared like fireworks.

At the center of this city, at the top of the giant tv, hiding in the middle of the gold crown, was a castle

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

At the center of this city, at the top of the giant tv, hiding in the middle of the gold crown, was a castle. Although small compared to the TV, this palace stood about a hundred feet tall. Its entrance had a massive flight of stairs with three large staple shaped arches over them. At that exact moment, someone descended those very stairs.

Then the channel changed to a cooking show, then to a football game, and finally onto a different camera that showed the top of the TV. At that moment the man descending the stairs stood before the camera. Prismatic energy shone in front of him as a microphone was created.

He tapped the mic, causing a massive feedback loop that echoed across the city for a split second. With the sound check successful, he turned to the camera and his profile filled the screen of the gargantuan television.

"HEEEELLLLOOOO my fellow Create Users!!!" He shouted, "It is I, the Milkman! And welcome to MoveCity's seventh anniversary!"

This person was dressed like an old 1950's era milkman with one exception. His entire head was surrounded by a giant upside-down glass milk bottle. This helmet had mini milk-bottles shaped eyes and an entire milk bottle for a nose. Even the buttons on his clothes were milk bottle themed. His skin color, which could only be seen on his hands and barely through his helmet, was a pale white with a blue tint; perfectly complementing the milk like appearance. His outfit was so sparkling clean that during the desert day it hurt ones eyes to stare at.

Epics of Noche 1, AnchorWhere stories live. Discover now