- Location
- United States
[X] Caleb Amalthea
[X] Male
I honestly just prefer the character's appearance, and just because the picture makes him look like a bad-ass, doesn't mean he actually has to be one. We're just voting on name and appearance, not personality.
[X] Male
I honestly just prefer the character's appearance, and just because the picture makes him look like a bad-ass, doesn't mean he actually has to be one. We're just voting on name and appearance, not personality.
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- Location
- Michigan, USA
Question, since the only difference between Trodason's plan and mine is the pic, do they count as the same, or different?
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
Well, the name and gender will be the same, and then there will be a sub-vote for the MC's appearance.
From what I read on the wiki, it sounds like a properly utopic society, without even basic pains and suffering. No one grows ill or old or dies or suffers injury in any form, for that would detract from it being paradise. This implies quite a bit, since I doubt they removed all the normally harmful things since that would be counterproductive to most views of utopia, so instead they must of improved upon the human condition itself. And had some absolutely incredible social engineering, so that basic human nature didn't end up causing suffering.
Which is going to lead to some interesting things when we reach the real world. We are used to utopia, people being nice and kind, there being no shortage of anything people need and probably shortage of anything period.
Sure thing
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
Well, it's a mixture of a few different reward systems. Depending on the quality and length different rewards will be handed out. Since this quest will sometimes use a CK2 system some omakes will be given a bonus to whatever roll the writer wants to use it on to help increase the chances of success. And, I will hand out "unique" rewards for certain Omakes. Say someone writes a Omake with a character from another franchise appearing, depending on certain factors the Omake may become canon, with the reward being the character from that Omake. That sound good?
And, sorry if this is a bit crazy, I'm a bit scattered brained at the moment. I'll probably reword this later on to make it make more sense.
Introducing new characters from new setting should probably be limited to very good omakes, because too many crosses will just make the story crazy.
Also, CK2? We gonna lead a group/organization? I'm not sure how that'll work out, since we are from a place with no rulers.
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
Very good and very long. For most cases except for very, very special circumstances it will take very will written omake at least two thousand words long.
Well, you could eventually lead a organization, or you could use a small army of robots to help you research new things and train your skills for when you activate the RPG section.
Also, the vote is now closed, with Plan: Innocence the winner. Why I was going to hold a sub-vote to determine the appearance of the MC, sense there was only one vote for the other appearance, Plan: Innocence's appearance wins.
Writing update now...
The one who walked away
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
The one who walked away
You are Miranda Browning, and you have been walking for so long. For at least four weeks you've trudged along, walking forward, away from your home. You don't really know where you're going. You just have this... Feeling, like you know you'll end up somewhere better than Omelas. It seemed crazy at first, but, you've just followed that feeling, and it hasn't ended with your death... Yet-
-Shh-
You hear a strange noise, almost like a door trying to slide open, only for something to block it. You turn towards the source of the house and spot... Well, at one point you would have called it a building. But now? A ruin fits it's description better, you think. Every piece of it is covered with large vines, and every piece of metal is completely rusted. The door tries to open itself, only to immediately close.
What in the world... You'd think the door was automated, but, with the building looking in such disrepair, the door shouldn't even be able open itself. You slowly walk towards the building, while trying your best to see what's past the door and see... A perfectly clean white floor? You grab the door, stopping it, before stepping in and-
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"Ah, hello there visitor @#*:+ Error! Error! Unable to to check visitor data! Data files corrupted! Cleaning date filed... Data files cleaned. Ninety five percent of the data sorted in the data files were to corrupted to save... Welcome visitor 0000000001 to Chimera facility 50123. We hope you have a pleasant day." You hear a robotic voice say.
... What? "Who's there?" You question, looking around, gripping your head in confusion as you stumble around for a bit.
"Ah, sorry 0000000001. Nausea is part of the transportation process. I apologize for the inconvenience." The robot voice continues.
"Transportation process?" You question the voice, regaining your balance, before looking up and seeing a screen with a large green figure on it.
"Yes, you were just transported from you reality into this facility's pocket reality. I am quite sorry for the inconvenience." The voice explains to you.
"Pocket reality? You mean I'm not on Earth anymore? Well... That's... Different." You say.
"Yes. And, once again, I am sorry for the inconvenience." The robot apologies.
"So... You're a... A.I., right? Do you have some sort of designation?" You question it, before looking around the rest of the room you're in. It's the same white color as the floor and just as clean. You've heard the old expansion "could eat off it, it's so clean", and, for some reason, you feel like you could eat off the floor and walls,
"Ah, yes, my designation is 1-2-A-Boe. But, if that is to long to replicate, you can simply call me Boe." 'Boe' states.
"Okay then Boe... So... What exactly do you... Uh, do hear?" You question it.
"I am the administrative A.I. of this facility, designed to help the director in any of their objectives or desires." Boe explains, the green figure on the screen being replaced by diagram of what you presume is this facility.
"Uh... Well, I imagine your director doesn't want someone interrupting them, so, I'll just be on my-" You being to say, before Boe interrupts you.
"I am sorry, but the entrance way to your reality has unfortunately shut down thanks to an unknown error. You will have to wait until the director fixes this error." Boe explain, a picture of the door you came from appearing on the screen, smoking and fizzing...
"Uh... Alright then, can I speak to the director?" You ask the A.I.
"... Searching... Searching... Oh dear..." Boe says, the screen going blank.
"What?" You question, slowly taking a step back.
"The director is deceased." Boe slowly states after a few moments. "... Well, this is most unfortunate."
"... Dead? And... Let me guess, only the director could fix the error? So... There's no way out at the moment, righ?" You sigh.
"... There is a solution. One you... May or may not like." Boe hesitantly says.
"What?" You question it.
"... I do have the ability to transfer the title to someone else in the case of the directors death... Becoming the director of this facility will allow you to remove the error and return to your reality... Along with having access to all the resources and equipment that this facility has to offer." Boe explains hesitantly.
"... Well, since I imagine that it's the only way out... Fine." You sigh.
"Ah, excellent. Just one moment... Updating files... Welcome, director, there are currently 5,919 errors awaiting correction." Boe states happily.
"... This is going to take a while, a long while..." You let out a tired sigh. Seems you've got your work cut out for you.
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"Director Browning, are you ready to begin fixing the errors and data corruptions?" Boe asks you excitedly.
Boe had explained to you where your "new quarters" were located, a spacious office where everything was the same exact white color... Really, what was the previous director's fascination with the color white?
"Yes Boe. So, what's the first problem I need to fix?" You ask the A.I.
"Ah, this facility runs off a special generator that uses a rare type of crystal as a catalyst. Sadly, no extra crystals exist on this facility at the current time, and the one that's currently being used to power the facility has slowly cracked over the years, causing the power output of the generator to decrease, only allowing enough power to be produced for the primary systems of the facility to remain online and one of the "Nexus portals" to remain activatable." The A.I. explains.
"Nexus portals?" You question it.
"Ah, your reality was not the only reality connected to this facility. It is simply one of the many Nexus portals that has had errors happen to them that has caused them to cease working correctly." It explains to you.
"Okay then... And, since I imagine that there's no other crystals that can help produce energy around here, I'm going to have to use one of the Nexus portals to find another one, right?" You question it.
"Correct. But, before you go off on an adventure to start fixing this facility, there a few problems that can be fixed before you find a replacement crystal." Boe informs you.
"Such as?" You ask it.
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Choose what to do:
[] Begin the RPG section of the quest first.
-You will go into a Nexus portal to find a replacement crystal to help power the facility and eventually get home.
[] Begin the CK2 section of the quest first.
-You will begun turn one attempting to fix any problems the facility has that you can fix without the crystal. Who knows what exactly those could be?
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Sorry if this isn't great. I'm bad at openings. Really need to practice writing openings sometime.
You are Miranda Browning, and you have been walking for so long. For at least four weeks you've trudged along, walking forward, away from your home. You don't really know where you're going. You just have this... Feeling, like you know you'll end up somewhere better than Omelas. It seemed crazy at first, but, you've just followed that feeling, and it hasn't ended with your death... Yet-
-Shh-
You hear a strange noise, almost like a door trying to slide open, only for something to block it. You turn towards the source of the house and spot... Well, at one point you would have called it a building. But now? A ruin fits it's description better, you think. Every piece of it is covered with large vines, and every piece of metal is completely rusted. The door tries to open itself, only to immediately close.
What in the world... You'd think the door was automated, but, with the building looking in such disrepair, the door shouldn't even be able open itself. You slowly walk towards the building, while trying your best to see what's past the door and see... A perfectly clean white floor? You grab the door, stopping it, before stepping in and-
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"Ah, hello there visitor @#*:+ Error! Error! Unable to to check visitor data! Data files corrupted! Cleaning date filed... Data files cleaned. Ninety five percent of the data sorted in the data files were to corrupted to save... Welcome visitor 0000000001 to Chimera facility 50123. We hope you have a pleasant day." You hear a robotic voice say.
... What? "Who's there?" You question, looking around, gripping your head in confusion as you stumble around for a bit.
"Ah, sorry 0000000001. Nausea is part of the transportation process. I apologize for the inconvenience." The robot voice continues.
"Transportation process?" You question the voice, regaining your balance, before looking up and seeing a screen with a large green figure on it.
"Yes, you were just transported from you reality into this facility's pocket reality. I am quite sorry for the inconvenience." The voice explains to you.
"Pocket reality? You mean I'm not on Earth anymore? Well... That's... Different." You say.
"Yes. And, once again, I am sorry for the inconvenience." The robot apologies.
"So... You're a... A.I., right? Do you have some sort of designation?" You question it, before looking around the rest of the room you're in. It's the same white color as the floor and just as clean. You've heard the old expansion "could eat off it, it's so clean", and, for some reason, you feel like you could eat off the floor and walls,
"Ah, yes, my designation is 1-2-A-Boe. But, if that is to long to replicate, you can simply call me Boe." 'Boe' states.
"Okay then Boe... So... What exactly do you... Uh, do hear?" You question it.
"I am the administrative A.I. of this facility, designed to help the director in any of their objectives or desires." Boe explains, the green figure on the screen being replaced by diagram of what you presume is this facility.
"Uh... Well, I imagine your director doesn't want someone interrupting them, so, I'll just be on my-" You being to say, before Boe interrupts you.
"I am sorry, but the entrance way to your reality has unfortunately shut down thanks to an unknown error. You will have to wait until the director fixes this error." Boe explain, a picture of the door you came from appearing on the screen, smoking and fizzing...
"Uh... Alright then, can I speak to the director?" You ask the A.I.
"... Searching... Searching... Oh dear..." Boe says, the screen going blank.
"What?" You question, slowly taking a step back.
"The director is deceased." Boe slowly states after a few moments. "... Well, this is most unfortunate."
"... Dead? And... Let me guess, only the director could fix the error? So... There's no way out at the moment, righ?" You sigh.
"... There is a solution. One you... May or may not like." Boe hesitantly says.
"What?" You question it.
"... I do have the ability to transfer the title to someone else in the case of the directors death... Becoming the director of this facility will allow you to remove the error and return to your reality... Along with having access to all the resources and equipment that this facility has to offer." Boe explains hesitantly.
"... Well, since I imagine that it's the only way out... Fine." You sigh.
"Ah, excellent. Just one moment... Updating files... Welcome, director, there are currently 5,919 errors awaiting correction." Boe states happily.
"... This is going to take a while, a long while..." You let out a tired sigh. Seems you've got your work cut out for you.
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"Director Browning, are you ready to begin fixing the errors and data corruptions?" Boe asks you excitedly.
Boe had explained to you where your "new quarters" were located, a spacious office where everything was the same exact white color... Really, what was the previous director's fascination with the color white?
"Yes Boe. So, what's the first problem I need to fix?" You ask the A.I.
"Ah, this facility runs off a special generator that uses a rare type of crystal as a catalyst. Sadly, no extra crystals exist on this facility at the current time, and the one that's currently being used to power the facility has slowly cracked over the years, causing the power output of the generator to decrease, only allowing enough power to be produced for the primary systems of the facility to remain online and one of the "Nexus portals" to remain activatable." The A.I. explains.
"Nexus portals?" You question it.
"Ah, your reality was not the only reality connected to this facility. It is simply one of the many Nexus portals that has had errors happen to them that has caused them to cease working correctly." It explains to you.
"Okay then... And, since I imagine that there's no other crystals that can help produce energy around here, I'm going to have to use one of the Nexus portals to find another one, right?" You question it.
"Correct. But, before you go off on an adventure to start fixing this facility, there a few problems that can be fixed before you find a replacement crystal." Boe informs you.
"Such as?" You ask it.
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Choose what to do:
[] Begin the RPG section of the quest first.
-You will go into a Nexus portal to find a replacement crystal to help power the facility and eventually get home.
[] Begin the CK2 section of the quest first.
-You will begun turn one attempting to fix any problems the facility has that you can fix without the crystal. Who knows what exactly those could be?
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Sorry if this isn't great. I'm bad at openings. Really need to practice writing openings sometime.
- Location
- United States
*Shrugs* I didn't see anything wrong with it, although it felt kinda weird that the MC was so okay with being told that 1) they were trapped in a pocket dimension, and 2) that their reality was only one of many. I guess that makes a bit of sense, since they might have learned about such a concept in Omelas. Still that's a lot of information to get dumped on you within the span of a few minutes. Still, it was a pretty good opening, all things considered.
[X] Begin the RPG section of the quest first.
Let's gather materials first, and then we can move on to the management phase of the game.
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
Yeah, the info dump feels like a problem to me. Hopefully I'll get better as time goes on.
Also, two things, the vote will close in about six to seven hours. Maybe eight. Depends on the time I can get here to close the vote. And, you can also gain robotic advisors/heros during the CK2 turns, but, they'll still be there after the RPG segment even if you start the RPG segment first.
Ultramandalore
Errant Quester
- Location
- just south of Parts Unknown
[X] Begin the RPG section of the quest first.
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
The story points out the the people of Omelas aren't naive or childlike in anyway, but are very mature. And, while it lacks things it does not need, it still would have schools and books. And the internet as well.
Really? Cause most personality traits one associates with maturity are a result of growing up in reality, rather than paradistical Omelas. Guess I'm gonna have to go give the story a read. Either way. Already got my first idea for a omake.
While they have books and school and internet, doesnt mean any of those things contain info on things they do not need. They don't have info on guns, for example.
Edit: Alright, I've read it, and it seems to me that he states as such mostly to deliver the message they aren't simple. They aren't the Noble Native Americans who just live with nature and as such are free of modern woes, nor are they dull and thus are incapable of seeing the "truth" of reality, they are advanced and sophisticated people who are still capable of such pure happiness.
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Ultramandalore
Errant Quester
- Location
- just south of Parts Unknown
well it's important to remember that in the original novel everyone in Omelas is made aware that their utopia is made possible due to it being Powered by a Forsaken Child once they turn eighteen and then they have to choose to either stay and continue to live in comfort thanks to that child's suffering or leave.
They are made aware of a singular instance of suffering, and said suffering is happening to someone else who they rarely see or even think much of once they get over it. That feels like it'd only add a very small degree of practicality, accepting that sometimes someone must suffer so that everyone else can be happy, but not much more than that, especially with all the rationalizations the story says they go through. And more importantly, we are not one of them. We turned away, we did not choose to accept it, but rather walked away from Paradise and everything we've ever known because of it. We are not one of the people who rationalized and accepted the Forsaken Child.
Also, nit-pick. They find out at 12-14, whenever it's considered that they are capable of understanding, so usually before 18.
Which raises a question. @Habstab How old are we, and how long did we go with the knowledge before we left? Both rather important bits of characterization, especially the prior, for it effects how others treat us.
Habstab
HabStab
- Location
- Richmond, MO
That... Actually a good question. Hmm... Let me think on this.