Individuality doesn’t exist. Originality is an abstract notion. Creativity and ingenuity are weeds cut at the roots.
Oppression.
Depression.
Disconnection.
This is the world we created. A world we accepted.
Intelligence gave us technology. Technology made us dim.
A consumer culture fueled by a capitalist society kept us preoccupied.
Freedom.
Independence.
These things are but faded memories, masked by gadgets and toys and trinkets and ploys of a faux equality amongst the classes.
The News kept us ignorant.
Our celebrity culture kept us aspiring for a reward that would never come.
The year is 2117. Ruled under a single governing body, the world is gliding through a cultural and technological renaissance; peace reigns with a leather leash, the economy is more stable than it’s ever been, and we’re on course to repairing the damage done to our atmosphere throughout the previous two centuries. Population has flourished, bordering thirteen billion. Cities, with skyscrapers grazing the clouds, stretch for miles upon miles, brandishing neon lights with tantalizing sounds of consumerism and opportunity. Medicine has almost eradicated all disease, and the mortality rates plummeted exponentially. Genetic and physical modifications and plentiful, to those whom can afford it. But isn't that the catch; if you can afford it. Whilst these privileges are plentiful for the upper classes, the working classes slave away day after day, contempt with their lives as long as they feel they are contributing to the system and earning a ‘living’, if it could be called such a thing.
Everything is connected. There is no longer a divide between the online world and the real world. Neural-Interfaces are the height of popularity, meaning that the user has complete access to the online world through their own eyes, at the cost of a small device surgically attached to them. Print media is extinct, the majority of food comes in the form of flavoured injections unless you can afford the real stuff, and we face a world in which everyone is so wrapped up in the latest technology, that they spend their lives grueling away at uniformed careers to make ends meet.
Welcome to Unity, the single largest city in our capitalistic world. It's said that, whatever you're looking for, it can be found somewhere within the maze of streets and alleys, skyscrapers and dens of inequity. Unity is a city that harbors not only the most militant police force in the world, but is at the pinnacle of technological innovation; everything comes from Unity, with its outerlaying factories that stretch for miles upon miles, to its dazzling structures of glass and steel. As beautiful as it is corrupt, the city truly never sleeps.
The Unity Metropolitan Police, a force to dense in Genetic and Physical modifications that they're barely human any longer, keep crime minimalistic, through 'less conventional' means. The Government has no say in the cities doings; the corporations have made it a testing grounds for their innovation, and control the streets through the police force as though they were King.
It’s time to add a little anarchy into the system.
It’s time to break the mold.
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