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EXODUS OF THE CENTRAL SOUL: A GENERATIONAL DYSTOPIAN STORY
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Close Exodus of the Central Soul: A Generational Dystopian Story
Explanation:
Currant Ideas: (SPOILER WARNING)
Our Cast of Characters (SPOILER WARNING)
Chapter 0
“There is no question about it. There is no price that I would not pay, to have a world filled with peace and happiness. But… Those days are behind us, and there is no sign that they will ever return. You do understand this?” The charismatic aged man, Jon Riker swung his well suited arm towards the backdrop of the city, looming in the darkness beyond the balcony he stood upon. “Even so… Would they resist not?” asked the andriod Elisol, dressed in his dark leather duster as he gestured towards Jon, whom was looking away from the city back at Elisol.
“Yes, of course they will. But my understanding, my experience of living among them, among the people of the city is that power is the absolute. The man whom is in control, the man who holds the gun… Yes, that man is “God” in a matter of speaking.” Jon surveyed the blank face of the android, flat and marked only with those two red triangles that were eyes, to see if there was a spark of understanding in its microcircuits. “God… What a strange concept, indeed. Well, whatever on the table plays, I supose.” Rising to his feet, Elisol pulled his antique gunner’s cap down over his flickering eyes.
“Well, I guess it is about that time”
“What time would that be?” Jon Riker inquired as he brushed back his gray hair and stepped on the expensive ciggarette that he just finished smoking. “Tell me, sir, have you not noticed? The guard has not checked up on us for the last hour…” Elisol turned towards the door and pulled the bolt rifle he had strapped to his back and trained it at the entrance. “The enemy has arrived.” Rikers eyes grew, and pulled out another ciggarete and lit it with his silver lighter.
“So… Is it James? If so, send him my condolences as we send him to hell. He has been quite the spur in our heels, has he not Elisol? After all, who else would ever dare raise a fist against this utopia, to fight the City Defense Force is suicide.” Elisol did not awnser, but his actions spoke for him as he drew back the bolt on the rifle and readied for the first shot.
*BANG*
The robotic man did not even recoil from the high density blast, as he drilled a hole through the ornate steel door at its target hidden within. “Well, you guys play rough, huh?” A voice yelled from the heavans, as a man with long blonde hair fell spining with a sword in hand, ready to combat is non-human enemy. The battle did not last long, for even as Elisol retrained his rifle on the man, the terrorist James Moriaty cut his arm down, rifle in hand painting the area black with warm fresh oil gushing out.
Refusing to die, the metal warrior grabbed the neck of James, squeezing to end the man‘s life with a mechanical directive simply telling him to crush this man‘s wind. The terrorist’s disguise, a gray CDF uniform was no match for the monstrous strength of the android’s grip.
"TO BE CONTINUED LATER"
Explanation:
Lately, I have become a large fan of the music of the protomen, and this combined with my already morbid obsession with the idea of empire and war, has fueled me to start writing in a frenzy. The world of Exodus of the Central Soul is not a happy one, and many times the worst ending is also the best. The city plays a huge role as a driving force, as a almost phantom like being that reigns over the mind of the people. Even as the cast travel through the world, I can already see that the city and even the countryside will be effected in negative range. Please note that I did write the cast before the story, and thus that is subject to change. This story is pure fiction and is not a rip off of real life in any way.
Oh, I guess I will put a currant progress and ideas section, just so you guys can follow where I am taking the story. Feel free to comment as you see fit Each post, unless I am making a reply to a comment, will be a chapter. Chapters may not be complete at the time you read it, so if you see in bold like this: "TO BE CONTINUED LATER", the chapter is unfinished. Thank you, and please enjoy Exodus of the Central Soul. Skip the cast section if you don't want ideas to be spoiled.
Oh, I guess I will put a currant progress and ideas section, just so you guys can follow where I am taking the story. Feel free to comment as you see fit Each post, unless I am making a reply to a comment, will be a chapter. Chapters may not be complete at the time you read it, so if you see in bold like this: "TO BE CONTINUED LATER", the chapter is unfinished. Thank you, and please enjoy Exodus of the Central Soul. Skip the cast section if you don't want ideas to be spoiled.
Currant Ideas: (SPOILER WARNING)
Well, I just got this formatted and I began writing the cast a few weeks back and the story has a part of chapter 0 already started. I am not sure how you guys will take this tale, but I hope... Well, no I don't expect anything. My currant idea is for the beginning to be near the end of the first conflict, and it to return to how it became a dictatorship, how the city fell to Jon Riker and how James and his family try to survive, battle, and destroy the empty future of fear that has been made.
Our Cast of Characters (SPOILER WARNING)
Risa Makiri: The beloved of James Moriaty, a woman whose hot head is only matched by her compassion for James.
James Moriaty: A man who fights a one man rebellion against the self defense forces, the same forces that have held the city under martial law for years, claiming that they keep us safe.
Elisol: A robotic android that is the remainder of Dr.Tachibana’s Creations, designed to lead the SDF against all enemy combatants. Wears a Leather duster and always uses his trusted bolt action rifle.
Dr.Quin Tachibana: A genius man, who formerly was employed by the SDF before the government decide to seize complete control under the command of the charismatic Jon Riker. Has a tendency to curse and drink a lot of coffee black.
Jon Riker: Formerly a street punk whom would mug those not under his control, now a politician whom lead the military uprising against the nation, to seize complete control;/ Is a avid smoker, and always slicks back his gray hair out of the way, while making the most twisted statements possible.
Eric Sommeter: A 20 year man whom rides across the city on his bike of steel, fighting against the other bike gangs in the city. He is a bit brash, but later matures and joins James in his rebellion.
Terra Moriaty: The daughter of James and Risa Moriarity in the aftermath of the destruction of the Epyon Tower in the center of the city, a action that would tighten Jon Riker’s control. At this time, she is only a shy girl at the age of four, but later becomes the main character in the next generation..
James Moriaty: A man who fights a one man rebellion against the self defense forces, the same forces that have held the city under martial law for years, claiming that they keep us safe.
Elisol: A robotic android that is the remainder of Dr.Tachibana’s Creations, designed to lead the SDF against all enemy combatants. Wears a Leather duster and always uses his trusted bolt action rifle.
Dr.Quin Tachibana: A genius man, who formerly was employed by the SDF before the government decide to seize complete control under the command of the charismatic Jon Riker. Has a tendency to curse and drink a lot of coffee black.
Jon Riker: Formerly a street punk whom would mug those not under his control, now a politician whom lead the military uprising against the nation, to seize complete control;/ Is a avid smoker, and always slicks back his gray hair out of the way, while making the most twisted statements possible.
Eric Sommeter: A 20 year man whom rides across the city on his bike of steel, fighting against the other bike gangs in the city. He is a bit brash, but later matures and joins James in his rebellion.
Terra Moriaty: The daughter of James and Risa Moriarity in the aftermath of the destruction of the Epyon Tower in the center of the city, a action that would tighten Jon Riker’s control. At this time, she is only a shy girl at the age of four, but later becomes the main character in the next generation..
Chapter 0
“There is no question about it. There is no price that I would not pay, to have a world filled with peace and happiness. But… Those days are behind us, and there is no sign that they will ever return. You do understand this?” The charismatic aged man, Jon Riker swung his well suited arm towards the backdrop of the city, looming in the darkness beyond the balcony he stood upon. “Even so… Would they resist not?” asked the andriod Elisol, dressed in his dark leather duster as he gestured towards Jon, whom was looking away from the city back at Elisol.
“Yes, of course they will. But my understanding, my experience of living among them, among the people of the city is that power is the absolute. The man whom is in control, the man who holds the gun… Yes, that man is “God” in a matter of speaking.” Jon surveyed the blank face of the android, flat and marked only with those two red triangles that were eyes, to see if there was a spark of understanding in its microcircuits. “God… What a strange concept, indeed. Well, whatever on the table plays, I supose.” Rising to his feet, Elisol pulled his antique gunner’s cap down over his flickering eyes.
“Well, I guess it is about that time”
“What time would that be?” Jon Riker inquired as he brushed back his gray hair and stepped on the expensive ciggarette that he just finished smoking. “Tell me, sir, have you not noticed? The guard has not checked up on us for the last hour…” Elisol turned towards the door and pulled the bolt rifle he had strapped to his back and trained it at the entrance. “The enemy has arrived.” Rikers eyes grew, and pulled out another ciggarete and lit it with his silver lighter.
“So… Is it James? If so, send him my condolences as we send him to hell. He has been quite the spur in our heels, has he not Elisol? After all, who else would ever dare raise a fist against this utopia, to fight the City Defense Force is suicide.” Elisol did not awnser, but his actions spoke for him as he drew back the bolt on the rifle and readied for the first shot.
*BANG*
The robotic man did not even recoil from the high density blast, as he drilled a hole through the ornate steel door at its target hidden within. “Well, you guys play rough, huh?” A voice yelled from the heavans, as a man with long blonde hair fell spining with a sword in hand, ready to combat is non-human enemy. The battle did not last long, for even as Elisol retrained his rifle on the man, the terrorist James Moriaty cut his arm down, rifle in hand painting the area black with warm fresh oil gushing out.
Refusing to die, the metal warrior grabbed the neck of James, squeezing to end the man‘s life with a mechanical directive simply telling him to crush this man‘s wind. The terrorist’s disguise, a gray CDF uniform was no match for the monstrous strength of the android’s grip.
"TO BE CONTINUED LATER"
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