Comments: Whee! A comic idea
in the works that I thought I'd start out as a story
first
and see what reactions I get from people! I hope you all write
back with (constructive)
critisim for me!
Disclaimer: ALL CHARACTERS
BELONG TO ME and me alone! Show some respect and
ask if you're going to use
them! Thank you have a nice day...
***PRELUDE : RESTART***
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I
see you altering history
I
see you abusing the land
I
see you and your selective amnesia
And
I love you still...
And
I love you still...
Alanis
Morisette
Still
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Welcome to Galani Prime. A city nested between a lake and hidden behind a force shield that hides it from view. The city has one time of day; the middle of night. Never since the shield was put up has anyone inside seen the sun. Neon and flourescent lights brighten the darkness of the streets but many corners remain dark and hostile. The city is basked in eternal darkness, a small price to pay for destroying the planet.
As much as predicted man began to outgrow his surroundings and had literally obliterated most animal habitats wiping out almost all species of life other then themselves. Soon countries began quitely overtaking countries and transporting their people to them for more room. Finally as predicted by so many, the world erupted into the Great War. The war raged on for ten years, the weapons advanced, the intelligence continued and humans managed to destroy the moon in the long run, though no one really remembers how. The Great War devastated most of the surface on the planet and turned even the most lush forests to a barren desert. The people of the Earth retreated to enclosed bio-spheres trying to cling to anything that was once theirs. Technology advanced in the field of weaponry, new stratigical plans were developed and wars became all the media told. However, there is still no cure for cancer, no help for the hopeless, no place to get back on one's feet unless they could hold a weapon.
Other than weapons, the only thing to survive destruction was the computer. The silicon and plastic machine became a demi-god to those that lived in the spheres. Computer technology advanced so quickly one would blink and miss the latest update. Lives became dependant on them as the CODE card came out.
CODE was life nowadays. Anyone who wanted to live had obtained a card. The CODE meant food, meant money, meant shelter, meant hope... Anyone without one was sure as dead, and those who lost it belonged with them. A person was a slave to the CODE card. A CODE card meant you could have a family, feed and clothe them, and laugh at those that hadn't what you had. The CODE was a class system; the higher your ranking, the more privilages allowed. All those with upscale jobs enjoyed the nightlife, bars, dances and clubs weren't off-limits like so many below them. But even that had a cost, those who went out ran the risk of robbery, mugging, even death.
Galani Prime is a war zone like all other tiny city-states. However, more emphasis is put on Police enforcing than armies and weapons. Galani Prime also happens to be the most technologically advanced with new programs capable of life-like holograms and huge archives of information storage. Scientists believe in creating the perfect human being; one so intelligent and strong that they could literally take out entire armies on their own. However, as much as this field has progressed, there have been no signs of actually products and the most enhancing done is still genetic instead of cybernetic.
Ten years before the field
was uncovered, military officers and personnel were required to undergo
enhancements that were then still untested. A large amount of people perished,
those that survived were altered, physically, mentally, and ability-wise.
Most who managed to live tried to go about normally; most ridiculed, others
shunned for their 'freakness' some barely clawing their way through life.
Others however seemed to survive, overcome many obsticles and make a life
for themselves.
With failure on the minds
of every scientist they grudgingly set aside that project and began testing
ideas of enhancing a human by using cybernetic implants instead of genetic
treatments. Nothing has emerged yet however.
Along with the creation of the super-computer, greater viruses have begun to emerge as well. Those that are sophisticated enough have even been able to manifest themselves into the plane of reality and have become a nuisance. The Galani Prime Police set up a divison to combat these newest threats to society and called it Destruction of All Viral Entites; D.A.V.E.. Only the most skilled are chosen to destroy the viruses those who have expertise in the fields of computers, hacking, and of course; combat.
A short time after D.A.V.E enters existance a new race emerges which Galani knows only as the Chiharra. Not particularly violent or smart the Chiharra basically float in the pseudo-sky of Galani Prime and cause nervousness. The only problem with the Chiharra is their ability to reanimate themselves and their kind after death. They are literally immortal. To find the cause, and the way to be rid of these creatures an elite group of scientists, programmers, anaylists and the like were called upon. Their varying personalities and interests soon earned them the nickname CRACKED.
Now with two teams fighting the viral entities (if the Chiharra were indeed that) Galani Prime seemed virtually safe. However a new presence has emerged from the shadows, a man calling himself Galeri. He now has control of the Chiharra or has had control the whole time and is trying to elminate D.A.V.E and all those who oppose the era of the virus...
However these targets have no idea they are next on the list and a crop of mysterious and brutal murders have been coming faster these days... Who can help the failing D.A.V.E save what's left of their only hope?
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