Just wanted to know what you people thaught of this as a story idea.
I am thinking about finding an artist of make it into a fullout webcomic.
***
"You have all been found guilty of treason agents the one world government
of Earth." The judge lifted his gavel up above his head. A smile across his
face. BANG, the gavel hit the desk.
Twelve guards walked across the court room. They each grabbed one of the
twelve conspirators. With out a struggle, they left the court room. They
were each lend to a holding chamber across the street. As the walked across
the street they were met with anger. People cursed them out, and taunted
them.
Each cell was packed with all that members relatives. The ages ranged from 2
months to 76 years old. After the door to the cell was shut, the families
started to talk. When Marno, one of the ring leaders of the resistance told
his father that they were found guilty, tears of sorrow echoed through the
halls. The next morning Marno was found deed. He had hung him self in self
pity.
The families were kept secluded from each other for about two weeks. Then
they were shipped off to a underground holding cell. The holding cell was a
large under ground complex. It had a stream that ran through it, and a pond
that was full of fish. The complex was over three foot ball feet in length
and two in width. "You are the first residents to our little home." the gate
keeper said as the entered the depths.
The depths were guarded on the out side only. The path out, had a large hole
full of spikes in the middle. A 90 foot board was needed to stretch the
distance. 11 times the families tried to get out. Each time sending a member
of a different family, each time lousing one of there own.
Time went by, the twelve families became one nation underground. The leader
of each family became one of the members of a ruling council.
Time went by, new kids were born. Over many generations the people changed.
There eyes adapted to the dim, dim lights of the depths. They accessional
moonlight from the gate was almost blinding to them. There mannerisms
<!-- D(["mb","changed, they way they talked changed. And as more and more people began tochanged, they way they talked changed. And as more and more people began to
defied the one world power, new faces were welcomed into the depths. New
customs, new ideas, new tongs.
When the 100 year of capture had finished the families had not only grown 12
fold, but 100 new comers had come. Many that did not speak English. In time
a new language was born. A hybrid of English French, Spanish, Chinese and
Japanese became the new tongue.
When the 200th year of capture had almost finished, a war broke out above
ground. All the rules members of the one world government, and all there
families were killed. The new small governments tried to find where the
depths were, but after 40 years, they gave up.
It was in the 254th year of capture when the depths had not only spanned out
400 times it original size, that they were rediscover. It had been a
government project that found them. The largest of the 9 nations was
rebuilding the once capital of the one world government. The council of
nations was to start meeting there. While laying down one of the last
stretches of road out to the west a cement bunker was found to be in the
way. So it was bulldozed over. most of the rubble fell down the gate and
into the depths. Trying to understand what just happened. They dug the
bunker out, to find men and women, all covering their eyes in the dawn
light.
It took a while for the people above ground to understand what was going on.
The council was brought to court as trespassers. The fact that they had
trouble speaking pure English did not help things. But in the end the world
council decided that they were all right living below ground. And even
offered them the ability to choose a country to live in. Most stayed in the
depths. It was hard to live in such a bright world.
With the new ability to contact other people the people from the depths,
Looners as they became known as, due to there weird ability to see in the
light, began to learn abbot medicines and technology. Within 15 years the
<!-- D(["mb","quite calm, powerless culture of the depths changed into a loud technologyquite calm, powerless culture of the depths changed into a loud technology
machine.
The two councils set out on a mission 70 years after the relies of the
looners. The mission was to come up with a way to store and create energy.
Many ideas were brought to the table. The never ending quest for nuclear
fusion was quickly through out by the top Loner scientist because so many
had all ready tried and failed. In the end, it became evident that
Einstein's theory of relativity was the perfect place to start. Using the
e=mc^2, a ground of 15 scientist began to learn how to create and store pure
energy.
It took 15 years to create the pure energy, and it took twenty more to
realize the only place it could be stored was in the depths. At peace the
councils decided to make a pack. The pure energy, PE would be kept in the
depths. The looners would work to keep it in check. In return for power from
the PE the nine countries would supply food to the depths.
Life was good and peaceful, full of advancements in tech for the next 40
years. Then trouble a rose, the nine nations began to fight over who was to
feed the depths. It was decided by the council of nations, that the chamber
in which the PE was stored must be taken over.
Quickly the nations began to build an army. The trained by night, so that
their eyes might begin to adjust to the darkness of the depths. The two
councils lived in harmony for another twenty years. The looners never
finding out about the building hatred the 9 held for them.
The first wave got far into the walls of the depths. The killed many, but
there lack of knowledge of the depths passages causes them to retreat. The
looners started to build an army. And soon all attacks ended with in five
feet of the gates. For years both sides launched attacks through the gates,
for years people died at first site of the world the had never seen. The
carnage slowed, the peace grew, the anger stayed.
Through the councils had stayed together through the think and thin of the
war, their relationship changed from two groups working to better the world,
to two groups working to rule the world. Even though they had not tried to,
a new one world government was being formed.
The conversations of the council had done little good to calm to war. The
carnage had stopped because of loss, not because of order. Every day carnage
was possible, every day people feared their end, ever day the war, gone
cold, seemed to rule the lives of all the earthlings.
***
please comment
I am thinking about finding an artist of make it into a fullout webcomic.
***
"You have all been found guilty of treason agents the one world government
of Earth." The judge lifted his gavel up above his head. A smile across his
face. BANG, the gavel hit the desk.
Twelve guards walked across the court room. They each grabbed one of the
twelve conspirators. With out a struggle, they left the court room. They
were each lend to a holding chamber across the street. As the walked across
the street they were met with anger. People cursed them out, and taunted
them.
Each cell was packed with all that members relatives. The ages ranged from 2
months to 76 years old. After the door to the cell was shut, the families
started to talk. When Marno, one of the ring leaders of the resistance told
his father that they were found guilty, tears of sorrow echoed through the
halls. The next morning Marno was found deed. He had hung him self in self
pity.
The families were kept secluded from each other for about two weeks. Then
they were shipped off to a underground holding cell. The holding cell was a
large under ground complex. It had a stream that ran through it, and a pond
that was full of fish. The complex was over three foot ball feet in length
and two in width. "You are the first residents to our little home." the gate
keeper said as the entered the depths.
The depths were guarded on the out side only. The path out, had a large hole
full of spikes in the middle. A 90 foot board was needed to stretch the
distance. 11 times the families tried to get out. Each time sending a member
of a different family, each time lousing one of there own.
Time went by, the twelve families became one nation underground. The leader
of each family became one of the members of a ruling council.
Time went by, new kids were born. Over many generations the people changed.
There eyes adapted to the dim, dim lights of the depths. They accessional
moonlight from the gate was almost blinding to them. There mannerisms
<!-- D(["mb","changed, they way they talked changed. And as more and more people began tochanged, they way they talked changed. And as more and more people began to
defied the one world power, new faces were welcomed into the depths. New
customs, new ideas, new tongs.
When the 100 year of capture had finished the families had not only grown 12
fold, but 100 new comers had come. Many that did not speak English. In time
a new language was born. A hybrid of English French, Spanish, Chinese and
Japanese became the new tongue.
When the 200th year of capture had almost finished, a war broke out above
ground. All the rules members of the one world government, and all there
families were killed. The new small governments tried to find where the
depths were, but after 40 years, they gave up.
It was in the 254th year of capture when the depths had not only spanned out
400 times it original size, that they were rediscover. It had been a
government project that found them. The largest of the 9 nations was
rebuilding the once capital of the one world government. The council of
nations was to start meeting there. While laying down one of the last
stretches of road out to the west a cement bunker was found to be in the
way. So it was bulldozed over. most of the rubble fell down the gate and
into the depths. Trying to understand what just happened. They dug the
bunker out, to find men and women, all covering their eyes in the dawn
light.
It took a while for the people above ground to understand what was going on.
The council was brought to court as trespassers. The fact that they had
trouble speaking pure English did not help things. But in the end the world
council decided that they were all right living below ground. And even
offered them the ability to choose a country to live in. Most stayed in the
depths. It was hard to live in such a bright world.
With the new ability to contact other people the people from the depths,
Looners as they became known as, due to there weird ability to see in the
light, began to learn abbot medicines and technology. Within 15 years the
<!-- D(["mb","quite calm, powerless culture of the depths changed into a loud technologyquite calm, powerless culture of the depths changed into a loud technology
machine.
The two councils set out on a mission 70 years after the relies of the
looners. The mission was to come up with a way to store and create energy.
Many ideas were brought to the table. The never ending quest for nuclear
fusion was quickly through out by the top Loner scientist because so many
had all ready tried and failed. In the end, it became evident that
Einstein's theory of relativity was the perfect place to start. Using the
e=mc^2, a ground of 15 scientist began to learn how to create and store pure
energy.
It took 15 years to create the pure energy, and it took twenty more to
realize the only place it could be stored was in the depths. At peace the
councils decided to make a pack. The pure energy, PE would be kept in the
depths. The looners would work to keep it in check. In return for power from
the PE the nine countries would supply food to the depths.
Life was good and peaceful, full of advancements in tech for the next 40
years. Then trouble a rose, the nine nations began to fight over who was to
feed the depths. It was decided by the council of nations, that the chamber
in which the PE was stored must be taken over.
Quickly the nations began to build an army. The trained by night, so that
their eyes might begin to adjust to the darkness of the depths. The two
councils lived in harmony for another twenty years. The looners never
finding out about the building hatred the 9 held for them.
The first wave got far into the walls of the depths. The killed many, but
there lack of knowledge of the depths passages causes them to retreat. The
looners started to build an army. And soon all attacks ended with in five
feet of the gates. For years both sides launched attacks through the gates,
for years people died at first site of the world the had never seen. The
carnage slowed, the peace grew, the anger stayed.
Through the councils had stayed together through the think and thin of the
war, their relationship changed from two groups working to better the world,
to two groups working to rule the world. Even though they had not tried to,
a new one world government was being formed.
The conversations of the council had done little good to calm to war. The
carnage had stopped because of loss, not because of order. Every day carnage
was possible, every day people feared their end, ever day the war, gone
cold, seemed to rule the lives of all the earthlings.
***
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