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September 13, 2025

Word on the street... Somewhere between the smoldering ruins of Hathian Motors and the restless shadows of Berthier Street, the city’s heartbeat stuttered and shuddered. Whispers slip through alleyways: they say the blackened garage wasn’t just an accident—someone wanted a message burned into the city, and two souls only just escaped the flames thanks to the grit of the fire crew. Meanwhile, a certain dentist’s drug-fueled proposition landed more than a few in cuffs, stirring talk of a corruption purge within HPD’s walls after a bloody scuffle in the cells. And as smoke drifted, the line between officer and outlaw blurred; old debts, new scars, and secrets set the night alight.

September 13, 2025

Whispers in the bayou... Yesterday in Laveau, the shadows stretched a little longer and the secrets grew a little heavier. Whispers drifted from the Crooked Key, where a newcomer’s cautious optimism caught the wrong sort of attention – some say they’re being groomed for a place in the Syndicate, others warn they’re just fresh meat for the grinder. Down at the Neon Lotus, a stoic figure brokered cryptic deals between sips of sake, unbothered by the cultural dissonance or the slow trickle of business – but rumor has it a prophecy was exchanged, hinting at a storm brewing over the bayou. Folk keep their heads down, but their ears open.

September 13, 2025

Rumors on campus... In the shadowed halls of Columtreal University, yesterday’s sun did little to dry the city’s secrets. Campus paths thrummed with talk: word is, a tired voice at Witch Way Alley lingered late, fueling speculation about clandestine midnight rites—some say a hooded figure left with more than incense. Meanwhile, whispers from Murphy’s Pub hint at a karaoke confession gone awry, leaving a shattered glass and two reputations in pieces. Even the campus clinic buzzed—rumor holds a faculty member slipped in under the guise of a routine check, vanishing just as quickly, face shrouded in sweat and fear. Here, every laugh shadows a lie, and every secret finds new roots.

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