In 2055 the future is a grim one, people had stopped believing in their governments, and doubting once cherished deities. A world wide war had struck out over oil reserves, and any notion of peace had been blasted away like the remnants of the canadian territories after The Last Invasion. A biological weapon was dropped on the backs of 13 small nuclear bombs devastating the northern regions and wiping out a majority of the population. They never expected retaliation, but the day came when a group of martyrs broke through the Ocean Blockades and brought the world to its knees. One man Doctor Marcus Anima, changed the human race for eternity. The Evolution of Humankind would reach its event horizon because of the actions made by one man.
The possibilities would grow to be endless and a few of the people who lived in the time of Anima, got to see the end of the universe itself. They would watch as the Universe warped and squeezed around them until they were all condensed back to the singularity point their matter had come from. None on that day shed a tear, for nothing to them was as painful as the days they had seen the beautiful existence of humans slain. These people in the moments before the big crunch looked as they had some odd hundreds of millions of years ago, and they would float there in a weightless void as their bodies adapted to there every surrounding.
As a fraction of a millisecond went by their body had changed and adapted in more ways than was conceivable. There fluid had adjusted to the pressures of space. In some there lungs had adapted and grown glands within to produce oxygen, others had adapted to making their own atmospheres around them in an unconscious manner. There bodys had developed its own barriers separating it from space, and as you could imagine they were nearly indestructible in every way shape or form.
Some saw him almost as a god, “the mortal man that solved the problems of death”, others scorned him for what he had turned mankind into. By the time of those who saw the big crunch mankind is no more, in a sense that not a single one of the beings floating through outer space felt at all, human. Many of the humans realizing their true demises and the eventual end they must see, despite having the ability to live this destiny and see the true answers of the universe choose to end their lives and shut down completely, floating eternally through the voids of eternity. Many could be found in the graveyards of the rubbles of earth that floated around there cold star, like statues eyes all frozen to their wasted world. Never to move again.
Though that is the distant future and we are fortunate enough to live the lives of the present. Our fates are not set in stone, but we haven’t realized our universe’s isn’t.. Some of us are scientist that worked alongside Anima in our own fields of study, though most of us are lab subjects with extremely experimental versions of the microbots. This is Anima’s legacy, his etching in the fabrics of the universe, and the possibilities are literally endless. One day the potential of mankind will reach a point where it can never get better because it is the best it can be. What will you become?
Somdium Corp. has just introduced Anima “Mark 1” to the public. The lab subjects and scientist have a special “Mark 2” that adapts to every possible scenario. The Ability you begin with will pale in comparison to what your power will truly be. If you can survive, when you exit the massive underground facility owned by Marcus Anima himself. The average citizen with the Mark 1 can do a number of things, and in many ways the Mark 1&2 are almost exactly the same, the only major difference is the adaptive tech in the Mark 2’s. But why would the future of humankind be put into a bunch of scientist and lab subjects? That leads us to one of Anima’s favorite questions “why not?”
The Year is 2067, you wake up in a crowded room, that seems to be a prison cell of some sort… But all the doors are open. It looks as though the building has been abandoned, as you walk to the exit to try and get out of this purgatory, you notice a scientist in a lab coat hanging on the wall by a noose. Stapled to the man's shirt was a small piece of paper and on it said “You can't play God!” written in hasty handwriting. You continue to the exit noticing people are beginning to stir from their slumbers, scientist were starting to get up off the ground.
Every person there looked different, but they all shared two qualities 1. they had all woke up with no memory of who or what they were, besides the wristbands on the patients and the ID cards on the scientist. 2. each one of them had a scar running from the base of there neck to there tailbone.
You find a group of misfits that seems to have a bit of an idea whats going on… One man stands alone in the front of the room that once was the testing center for this facility. He says in a deep voice “Hello, im sure you're wondering why you're all here, all i can tell you is… Life as it was has changed. In order to save you all from pharmaceutical genocide Doctor Anima put all of us in a stasis for two years locked away in this facility. As far as i can tell the outside world doesn't even know this bunker is here.” He began to walk off as though he had something to check on but quickly turned around “Oh i almost forgot… My names James Dowley. I was head of design on Anima’s team.” The tall man reached up and touched the back of his neck feeling the scar there.
As he walked out he looked at the countdown that had finally reached zero. “I’ve waited two years for this day,” He said taking off his lab coat. “Today we go the surface and see what kind of world of Maker has been living in, He said it was the only way to stay pure. With all this power you see, the world has gone mad. There are…” He stopped grabbing a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his vest pocket. “Well you will see.”
I had tried this idea once before and alot of people showed interest. I hope the story can still be intresting to some of you and once I get a few people to show interest I will put up the OOC and such. Lmk if you have any questions and I look forward to RPing with you guys.
The possibilities would grow to be endless and a few of the people who lived in the time of Anima, got to see the end of the universe itself. They would watch as the Universe warped and squeezed around them until they were all condensed back to the singularity point their matter had come from. None on that day shed a tear, for nothing to them was as painful as the days they had seen the beautiful existence of humans slain. These people in the moments before the big crunch looked as they had some odd hundreds of millions of years ago, and they would float there in a weightless void as their bodies adapted to there every surrounding.
As a fraction of a millisecond went by their body had changed and adapted in more ways than was conceivable. There fluid had adjusted to the pressures of space. In some there lungs had adapted and grown glands within to produce oxygen, others had adapted to making their own atmospheres around them in an unconscious manner. There bodys had developed its own barriers separating it from space, and as you could imagine they were nearly indestructible in every way shape or form.
Some saw him almost as a god, “the mortal man that solved the problems of death”, others scorned him for what he had turned mankind into. By the time of those who saw the big crunch mankind is no more, in a sense that not a single one of the beings floating through outer space felt at all, human. Many of the humans realizing their true demises and the eventual end they must see, despite having the ability to live this destiny and see the true answers of the universe choose to end their lives and shut down completely, floating eternally through the voids of eternity. Many could be found in the graveyards of the rubbles of earth that floated around there cold star, like statues eyes all frozen to their wasted world. Never to move again.
Though that is the distant future and we are fortunate enough to live the lives of the present. Our fates are not set in stone, but we haven’t realized our universe’s isn’t.. Some of us are scientist that worked alongside Anima in our own fields of study, though most of us are lab subjects with extremely experimental versions of the microbots. This is Anima’s legacy, his etching in the fabrics of the universe, and the possibilities are literally endless. One day the potential of mankind will reach a point where it can never get better because it is the best it can be. What will you become?
Somdium Corp. has just introduced Anima “Mark 1” to the public. The lab subjects and scientist have a special “Mark 2” that adapts to every possible scenario. The Ability you begin with will pale in comparison to what your power will truly be. If you can survive, when you exit the massive underground facility owned by Marcus Anima himself. The average citizen with the Mark 1 can do a number of things, and in many ways the Mark 1&2 are almost exactly the same, the only major difference is the adaptive tech in the Mark 2’s. But why would the future of humankind be put into a bunch of scientist and lab subjects? That leads us to one of Anima’s favorite questions “why not?”
The Year is 2067, you wake up in a crowded room, that seems to be a prison cell of some sort… But all the doors are open. It looks as though the building has been abandoned, as you walk to the exit to try and get out of this purgatory, you notice a scientist in a lab coat hanging on the wall by a noose. Stapled to the man's shirt was a small piece of paper and on it said “You can't play God!” written in hasty handwriting. You continue to the exit noticing people are beginning to stir from their slumbers, scientist were starting to get up off the ground.
Every person there looked different, but they all shared two qualities 1. they had all woke up with no memory of who or what they were, besides the wristbands on the patients and the ID cards on the scientist. 2. each one of them had a scar running from the base of there neck to there tailbone.
You find a group of misfits that seems to have a bit of an idea whats going on… One man stands alone in the front of the room that once was the testing center for this facility. He says in a deep voice “Hello, im sure you're wondering why you're all here, all i can tell you is… Life as it was has changed. In order to save you all from pharmaceutical genocide Doctor Anima put all of us in a stasis for two years locked away in this facility. As far as i can tell the outside world doesn't even know this bunker is here.” He began to walk off as though he had something to check on but quickly turned around “Oh i almost forgot… My names James Dowley. I was head of design on Anima’s team.” The tall man reached up and touched the back of his neck feeling the scar there.
As he walked out he looked at the countdown that had finally reached zero. “I’ve waited two years for this day,” He said taking off his lab coat. “Today we go the surface and see what kind of world of Maker has been living in, He said it was the only way to stay pure. With all this power you see, the world has gone mad. There are…” He stopped grabbing a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his vest pocket. “Well you will see.”
I had tried this idea once before and alot of people showed interest. I hope the story can still be intresting to some of you and once I get a few people to show interest I will put up the OOC and such. Lmk if you have any questions and I look forward to RPing with you guys.