This is how it happened. Trust me, I was there.
See, two days ago, Nathaniel Gorgeous had summoned the largest gathering of Masked to ‘The Dome’, a Gigantic indoor arena meant for Hoverball and large concert venues. Everyone was in attendance.
At the center of the Dome was the Queen and her court.
The Queen rose to give an announcement.
A shot rang out.
Fire enveloped the Queen.
That night, lines had been drawn in the sand. Some said that the Queen had survived, but just barely, and she now slept in torpor. Others confirmed that she was dead, burnt to a crisp before their very eyes. Either way, it was supposed to be the Princesses’s time to rule. But Nathaniel Goregeous wouldn’t concede the throne. The changelings rose up to support him and their ‘five court army’. Upon hearing this news, The Carthians announced that they wouldn’t be following the Queen any longer, and began claiming Turf in the University district. The werewolves quickly began making similar declarations, saying the time of Vampire rule was at an end. During the morning of that same day, a disaster sealed the lines: An innocent’s house had blown up when a confrontation between the Los Incendios Tocado and Carthian Ghouls became heated, killing the mundane inhabitants. By the next night, the night of February 2nd, Whisper made a decree: The Residential district was off-limits. All those Masked who wanted to stay in the Residential district had to report to her to protect the borders, or they had to get out.
The city had gone mad.