Cagliari - Revision history

Bruce: /* Museums */

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Museums

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	== '''Museums''' ==		== '''Museums''' ==
	[[National Archeological Museum - Cagliari]]		* -- [[National Archeological Museum - Cagliari]]

	== '''Neighborhoods''' ==		== '''Neighborhoods''' ==

Bruce: /* Population */

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Population

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	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==
	:* City (149,576) - 31 October 2011 census		:* City (149,576) -- 31 October 2011 census
			:* City (0) -- December 21st of 2031 C.E.

	== '''Arenas''' ==		== '''Arenas''' ==

Bruce: /* The Death of the City */

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The Death of the City

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	-- Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.<br>		-- Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.<br>
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	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==

Bruce: /* The Death of the City */

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The Death of the City

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	=== '''The Death of the City''' ===		=== '''The Death of the City''' ===
	''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one corpse. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- ~~'''~~Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.~~'''~~		''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one corpse. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.''<br>

			-- Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.<br>

	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==

Bruce: /* The Death of the City */

2014-10-07T04:33:37Z

The Death of the City

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	=== '''The Death of the City''' ===		=== '''The Death of the City''' ===
	''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one corpse. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out ~~as if reaching for us~~, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''		''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one corpse. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''

	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==

Bruce: /* The Death of the City */

2014-10-07T04:33:05Z

The Death of the City

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	=== '''The Death of the City''' ===		=== '''The Death of the City''' ===
	''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one ~~body~~. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out as if reaching for us, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''		''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one corpse. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out as if reaching for us, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''

	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==

Bruce: /* The Death of the City */

2014-10-07T04:32:12Z

The Death of the City

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	=== '''The Death of the City''' ===		=== '''The Death of the City''' ===
	''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one body. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out as if reaching for us, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you ~~my friend~~, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''		''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one body. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out as if reaching for us, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you Father, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''

	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==

Bruce: /* History */

2014-10-07T04:31:33Z

History

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	== '''History''' ==		== '''History''' ==

			=== '''The Death of the City''' ===
			''It was dawn when I and the other first responders arrived. All you could hear was the wind and the surf. No sea-birds, no insects, no people, and no church bells. The silence was deafening. It was as if the metropolitan area of Cagliari were just the prop for a big budget movie. We searched everywhere, we entered houses at random, and public buildings as well, but it was always the same. There were cars in driveways, children's toys strewn about, food left on kitchen tables and half-empty glasses in the taverns of the city. But not a single body did we find; as the day progress more than a few of us began to feel an irrational need to find at least one body. One of our number must have slipped over the edge of sanity as the shadows of afternoon began to stretch out as if reaching for us, for he entered one of the oldest cemeteries of Cagliari, called Cimitero Monumentale di Bonaria. By the time we found him, he had dug up a dozen graves, both fresh and ancient and his hands were bloody from the labor, but not a single casket held a corpse, not even bones. What in the name of god could have stolen away a half-million living souls and all the bodies of the dead? As the sun began to set each of us was beset by a mad need to flee and I promise you my friend, I will never again set foot in that place for something monstrous and unnatural happened there. But, even so, I feel as if I brought something terrible out of that place with me, for in my dreams they, the dead citizens of Cagliari are all watching from the windows of their bedrooms and offices, watching me walk through the salt laden and fog bound streets.'' -- '''Ciro Agnellutti, Sardinian E.M.T. and First Responder to the capital of Cagliari on Sunday, December 21st of 2031 C.E. to Monsignor Nicomede Acciai, Special Investigator for the Vatican.'''

	== '''Population''' ==		== '''Population''' ==

Bruce: /* Current Events */

2014-10-07T03:51:03Z

Current Events

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	== '''Current Events''' ==		== '''Current Events''' ==
	~~'''The Death of the City:''' On the night of December 21st, 2031.~~

	== '''Fortifications''' ==		== '''Fortifications''' ==

Bruce: /* Current Events */

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Current Events

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	== '''Current Events''' ==		== '''Current Events''' ==
			'''The Death of the City:''' On the night of December 21st, 2031.

	== '''Fortifications''' ==		== '''Fortifications''' ==