Waking up early in the morning you notice that the sun is still low in the sky, you feel like a million bits doing what you just did had to take some balls to do. And now you will find out if it worked, not grabbing anything you head out the front door and head to the center of town. Completely satisfied to see a hoard of people standing around being told by the police to back up, you see some of the cops trying to scrape off the stickers while others are trying wash off the spray paint on the walls. You also see a reporter sneak in a few pictures of the scene while another unlucky reporter gets his camera smashed to pieces on the ground.
"Get out, everypony get out!" they shout at the crowd, which slowly and reluctantly breaks apart and goes on with their day.
You head back to your apartment already planning your next assault, but for now you still have a real job you have to go too. If skip work to much you could loose your job and it would possibly look suspicious as well, not to sound paranoid at all but better safe than sorry. Going through the day you hear constant talk of the scene that happened downtown, you hear all your buddies say that it is the start of the rebellion. And you kinda believe them that something will come out of this, something bigger than you could have ever thought it would be. As night falls you decide that another attack in 2 days sounds good
