The Shallow Diary, Day 16
JUNE 4th-
The Sunrise Tribe, a large group of Invader worshipers. Zealots, spreading propaganda to the masses still alive. They try and reassure you that all is well, and all will soon be better than it was. They feed on the downtrodden and those with no hope left. Rumors have circulated, until the Ponys confirm it I have my doubts, that the Sun Tribe are trying to ingratiate themselves with the Invaders in hopes of getting closer to them, to actually take them down. My doubts about this come from many things I have heard and actually seen. One incident I recall, happened recently. The group I was traveling with, The Outside Mark, saw a large contingent of Sun Tribe surrounding a small group of Strays, at least half dozen. The Strays had been stripped naked and were being tagged with collars & stuffed into large black bags. The Outside Mark and I would have stepped in, but the Tribes numbers were nearly triple our small group, and the food we carried was far to important. After the Strays were tagged and bagged, some sort of beacon was turned on, and we heard the distinctive sound of WorBlurs coming, we hightailed it outta there.
JUNE 4th-
The Sunrise Tribe, a large group of Invader worshipers. Zealots, spreading propaganda to the masses still alive. They try and reassure you that all is well, and all will soon be better than it was. They feed on the downtrodden and those with no hope left. Rumors have circulated, until the Ponys confirm it I have my doubts, that the Sun Tribe are trying to ingratiate themselves with the Invaders in hopes of getting closer to them, to actually take them down. My doubts about this come from many things I have heard and actually seen. One incident I recall, happened recently. The group I was traveling with, The Outside Mark, saw a large contingent of Sun Tribe surrounding a small group of Strays, at least half dozen. The Strays had been stripped naked and were being tagged with collars & stuffed into large black bags. The Outside Mark and I would have stepped in, but the Tribes numbers were nearly triple our small group, and the food we carried was far to important. After the Strays were tagged and bagged, some sort of beacon was turned on, and we heard the distinctive sound of WorBlurs coming, we hightailed it outta there.