Post by taninaboras on Aug 24, 2008 19:31:30 GMT
hope this is ok as a first post.
I had an idea for a world to set something in, but i'm not sure what to use it for.
Ahem, here goes.
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Red Sun
it's now sometime in the mid 31st century, and earth has changed alot.
In 2608, the once war-torn human race was together, celebrating the 100th aniversary of their 'Unification'; the treaty signing event that saw all formal milataries disband and brought an end to war worldwide.
Without war, weapons technology was all but abandoned, the remaining equipment protected by a Peacekeeper group at the facility known as 'Pillar Eight' in the Atlantic. The Americans of course, had been the least willing to give up their weaponry and military, but in time, even they had relented.
Now, the funds and technologies that had once bee used to make war, had born the dawn of interstellar travel.
Humanity has set out for the stars. most of the planets in the solar system had either been terraformed or had orbital habitats built around them, the greatest of which, is a ring-shaped space station encircling earth at it's equator, anchored to the planed by six tethers that link the station to towers on the surface.
The station has not only become a key to the planet's industrial infrastructure, but it's massive solar arrays have taken over most of the energy production needs in the countries at it's base.
humanity believed they had achieved a utopia, but in an instant it was lost.
October, 2611.
An unknown object impacted the sun, causing it to grow dark.
while it still produced heat an energy, much of it had shifted into and past the infrared range, and it's expanded destroying the mercury mining colony, and much of the planet with it.
The now blood-red light it bathes the surface of the planet with caries enough UV to completely destroy a living being an a mater of hours and heats it to almost 200c, hotter during the day's brightest hours when even the best insulated gear can not protect you from the scorching light. Only in the dead of night is it cool enough to safely travel on the surface.
More than half the population died before we learned to protect ourselves from the dangers of the now lethal solar light, and the survivors of our once peaceful society have degraded into distant factions fighting over territory and the dwindling resources. Within the first decade, the orbital ring fell leaving devastation in it's wake, creating a world that is a mess of desert wasteland and ruins.
The surface should be dead, yet somehow, lifeforms that can survive the surface heat and radiation exist. Thin emaciated-looking mutant creatures roam everywhere. Ghostly blue-white or sandy yellow plants are nestled in anywhere there is shade, and some of the more resilient ones have formed pseudo-forests with the outer layer of dead vines acting as a protective shell against the heat and light.
Sentient beings have even emerged, some almost look human... others... seemingly not of this world.
Some of the survivors believe that the red sun is a sign of Armageddon, that the strange beasts are 'fallen souls' and the new beings that have come are demons. Believing they must 'purify' themselves of all 'evil' lest they become like these creatures they barricade themselves in amongst the ruins of the old pillars, shunning any and all who are different either in views or form.
Among them some have tried to rebuild, working together with the 'fallen souls' or just 'Fallen' as they've come to be called, in attempt to reclaim their world. Exiled for their acceptance of the creatures despite being the majority of human society.
Others have used machines in one form or another to adapt. Once motivated by the thought of people from their colony worlds coming back for them, that hope nearly died when solar radiation made all outgoing communication impossible. Now some hide looking out only for their own survival, even if it means becoming more machine than man, while others burrow underground patiently waiting for their star-born brothers as their machines protect and supply them.
Nobody knows exactly how long it's been, as the start year of the Red Sun calendar only counts from the formation of the brotherhood, but it has been at least three hundred years.
I had an idea for a world to set something in, but i'm not sure what to use it for.
Ahem, here goes.
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Red Sun
it's now sometime in the mid 31st century, and earth has changed alot.
In 2608, the once war-torn human race was together, celebrating the 100th aniversary of their 'Unification'; the treaty signing event that saw all formal milataries disband and brought an end to war worldwide.
Without war, weapons technology was all but abandoned, the remaining equipment protected by a Peacekeeper group at the facility known as 'Pillar Eight' in the Atlantic. The Americans of course, had been the least willing to give up their weaponry and military, but in time, even they had relented.
Now, the funds and technologies that had once bee used to make war, had born the dawn of interstellar travel.
Humanity has set out for the stars. most of the planets in the solar system had either been terraformed or had orbital habitats built around them, the greatest of which, is a ring-shaped space station encircling earth at it's equator, anchored to the planed by six tethers that link the station to towers on the surface.
The station has not only become a key to the planet's industrial infrastructure, but it's massive solar arrays have taken over most of the energy production needs in the countries at it's base.
humanity believed they had achieved a utopia, but in an instant it was lost.
October, 2611.
An unknown object impacted the sun, causing it to grow dark.
while it still produced heat an energy, much of it had shifted into and past the infrared range, and it's expanded destroying the mercury mining colony, and much of the planet with it.
The now blood-red light it bathes the surface of the planet with caries enough UV to completely destroy a living being an a mater of hours and heats it to almost 200c, hotter during the day's brightest hours when even the best insulated gear can not protect you from the scorching light. Only in the dead of night is it cool enough to safely travel on the surface.
More than half the population died before we learned to protect ourselves from the dangers of the now lethal solar light, and the survivors of our once peaceful society have degraded into distant factions fighting over territory and the dwindling resources. Within the first decade, the orbital ring fell leaving devastation in it's wake, creating a world that is a mess of desert wasteland and ruins.
The surface should be dead, yet somehow, lifeforms that can survive the surface heat and radiation exist. Thin emaciated-looking mutant creatures roam everywhere. Ghostly blue-white or sandy yellow plants are nestled in anywhere there is shade, and some of the more resilient ones have formed pseudo-forests with the outer layer of dead vines acting as a protective shell against the heat and light.
Sentient beings have even emerged, some almost look human... others... seemingly not of this world.
Some of the survivors believe that the red sun is a sign of Armageddon, that the strange beasts are 'fallen souls' and the new beings that have come are demons. Believing they must 'purify' themselves of all 'evil' lest they become like these creatures they barricade themselves in amongst the ruins of the old pillars, shunning any and all who are different either in views or form.
Among them some have tried to rebuild, working together with the 'fallen souls' or just 'Fallen' as they've come to be called, in attempt to reclaim their world. Exiled for their acceptance of the creatures despite being the majority of human society.
Others have used machines in one form or another to adapt. Once motivated by the thought of people from their colony worlds coming back for them, that hope nearly died when solar radiation made all outgoing communication impossible. Now some hide looking out only for their own survival, even if it means becoming more machine than man, while others burrow underground patiently waiting for their star-born brothers as their machines protect and supply them.
Nobody knows exactly how long it's been, as the start year of the Red Sun calendar only counts from the formation of the brotherhood, but it has been at least three hundred years.
??" : Their people are all human refugees that have burrowed underground and created a network of tunnels in order to distribute and share supplies. They have weak ties to the brothers of the machine, who are a splinter group of their society, and occasionally still trade supplies.