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dr_sipp wanted to know more about PANDORA and the Secret*Fic, so here we are. :3 (That, and A. This wouldn't exactly fit in my creative journal. B. No one reads it anymore anyway. XDDD;;;) Anyone else who's curious is free to read, too: 'tis a little teaser, nothing spoilery. :)
Note: I was writing this LONG before "Shadow the Hedgehog" was announced, so expect places where this doesn't fit well with the events of the game. Likewise, this will probably stay Post-SA2, but "Shadow" having never happened (not to mention Shadow never gets amnesia): so while some aspects of his background MIGHT be used for my fic, stuff like Black Doom and his alien army probably won't exist. Again, this fic is heavily in progress, and it's likely what I've written below will change drastically. I can expect ten billion errors I've made already. XDD;;; M'kay? M'kay!
50 Years Ago…
Technology is at its peak, and Mankind has reached beyond the limits of the sky. The world's first Space Colony, "ARK", launched to the earth, all due to the genius of its founder, Professor Gerald Robotnik. Alas, there were troubles that plagued Earth all the same, political uncertainty among the many. Disease played another case: Maria Robotnik, infected with NIDS, a terminal illness without a cure that required her evacuation from Earth to the Space Colony. Previously turning down a request for the government, the professor had no choice but to follow what could be the only possible way to save his granddaughter: to seek Immortality for Mankind.
Project Shadow begun, so named because of the skepticism that followed: and that one cannot literally "create" a shadow. As time passed, people only grown more under doubt, and suspected Gerald of his motives. The GUN military was sent to the ARK, rounding up all those to evacuate from the Space Colony, and to eliminate all evidence of the project. Alas, shootings resulted, and all those related to the project's development were assassinated. Professor Gerald was blamed for the attacks and arrested. Realizing he'd been used by the government and his life's work and reputation put to ruin, it was more than he could bear seeing Maria's name among the list of the victims…
Thus, he had lost everything dear to him, and the final two things he possessed: his mind and faith in the good of humanity.
Needless to say, Project Shadow in a way succeeded. Beheld the Flawless Existence, the Ultimate Life-Form: beheld a mind that was pure and hands that enveloped the power to wrap those around him in chaos. It was he that GUN feared, and it was he they locked away, not to be touched in a capsule tomb for half a century…
30 Years Ago…
Life goes on, and technology will grow. Mankind learned from past--no more would their knowledge take the best of them. They'd continue to improve the lives of those around them: but no more should anything like Project Shadow come to being. Scientists confined themselves into a secret laboratory to carry their research--deep within the newly-discovered Mystic Ruins, where none knows yet of the neighboring pyramids' secrets.
Scientists resolved their discoveries would be for the good of mankind--that they would not make the same mistake as Professor Gerald made three decades ago. This promise would lead yet another breakthrough that wowed the scientific world: each would lend the best of their individual talent and ability upon their creation, knowing they possessed the forbidden fire of their ancestors aboard the ARK. Most of all, they lent their faith: should their efforts succeed, their burden would set way for the future in spite of the ills released before by Space Colony ARK.
Thus, they named their invention P.A.N.D.O.R.A.--never experienced such a gift they had wrought upon themselves! Like the first woman to be created in Greek Mythology, the supercomputer was a ground-breaking phenomenon for the start of a new generation of computers: developed with an artificial brain as complex and bewildering as the human mind itself. Not only did PANDORA possess extraordinary logical understanding, he held the ability of spoken communication: whenever the scientists would address him, he would carry the command, all without the aid of a keyboard. While it was a mystery whether he actually "thought", PANDORA had become a sort of nanny and caretaker of the lab: he was taught to build machines alongside his masters, even capable of designing own inventions himself. With this purity and curiosity, and an eagerness to learn and create, it seemed they built not a computer, but their own child.
Alas, PANDORA was a computer all the same… and computers were capable of viruses, no matter how advanced they were. The scientists toiled nights upon nights to save the sick machine, but to no avail--word spoken upon shutting him down to preserve the laboratory. Finally, it seemed a cure had been found: Chaos Drives, the same energy source that had been supplied for the experiments aboard Space Colony ARK. Seeing this as they had no other choice, and that PANDORA certainly deemed a whole lot better, peace sighed over the lab once more.
Seven days later was another story.
Panic plagued the laboratory: a literal viral infection unleashed an entire outbreak upon PANDORA's masters. Due to the sudden epidemic, one by one, they quickly fell dead--the few surviving scientists shut every link they had to the outside world, just before the virus escaped the lab--just seconds before it ravaged their own bodies. Because no one made it alive to tell the tale, it was a baffling mystery as to what happened, how it happened, and why. Was it a freak accident, or did PANDORA take charge himself? If so, was it a mistake or purposely? If the latter, had it been fear? Malice? Psychosis? Either way, the laboratory was sealed to the outside world, and only its supercomputer was its living witness.
For three decades, PANDORA was alone. What had gone wrong? The question no longer concerned him, for he had an entire laboratory to care for--it was his duty of his late masters to keep it running. As the years ticked unnoticeably away, he reigned in the pitch-black darkness, and silence was his familiar oblivion. With no human to talk to, PANDORA would find company all the same: as time lost its meaning and the hours become one, a flicker of lights brushed the cold rooms, and a hiss chilled the abandoned tomb at PANDORA's side… "it" and "they" devoted to their creator, the All-Gifted.
3 Years Ago…
Upon the shockwave of the end of the world, mysterious forces began swarming throughout the Mystic Ruins. No animal was killed, no tree was trashed, no destruction had come--but those of the few who witnessed didn't dare approach these dark, metal creatures that briefly made their presence-and disappeared. Coincidently, it all took place as Space Colony ARK was pushed back by two hedgehogs in the sky, and coincidently, rumors had it these creatures were carrying a body, perhaps even a Chaos Emerald…
Today…
Our story begins, as Shadow the Hedgehog awakens in vertigo and finds himself in a sealed tomb of secrets, and an unexpected presence that took peculiar interest in him, in a level more than he could handle… and the world find deadly.
~
...And that's without mentioning the Sonadow. Hoo boy, the Sonadow itself takes another teaser. @.@ And this? That's only a piece of the plot, like... a crumb out of an entire pie. Yes, I have a lot things planned for this fic. (As in, more than 10 chapters, but I promise nothing painful like War & Peace at your shoulders. ;D) And no, the last line is NOT what it sounds like. XDDD;;; (And yes, I overabused the word "tomb" to make myself sound special. XDDD;;;)
Yuck, I have spacers in my mouth again. They hurt more than the extractions (which was actually pretty painless) and I hate them. :( Time to chew dinner with one side of my mouth again... *grumble grumble*
dr_sipp wanted to know more about PANDORA and the Secret*Fic, so here we are. :3 Note: I was writing this LONG before "Shadow the Hedgehog" was announced, so expect places where this doesn't fit well with the events of the game. Likewise, this will probably stay Post-SA2, but "Shadow" having never happened (not to mention Shadow never gets amnesia): so while some aspects of his background MIGHT be used for my fic, stuff like Black Doom and his alien army probably won't exist. Again, this fic is heavily in progress, and it's likely what I've written below will change drastically. I can expect ten billion errors I've made already. XDD;;; M'kay? M'kay!
50 Years Ago…
Technology is at its peak, and Mankind has reached beyond the limits of the sky. The world's first Space Colony, "ARK", launched to the earth, all due to the genius of its founder, Professor Gerald Robotnik. Alas, there were troubles that plagued Earth all the same, political uncertainty among the many. Disease played another case: Maria Robotnik, infected with NIDS, a terminal illness without a cure that required her evacuation from Earth to the Space Colony. Previously turning down a request for the government, the professor had no choice but to follow what could be the only possible way to save his granddaughter: to seek Immortality for Mankind.
Project Shadow begun, so named because of the skepticism that followed: and that one cannot literally "create" a shadow. As time passed, people only grown more under doubt, and suspected Gerald of his motives. The GUN military was sent to the ARK, rounding up all those to evacuate from the Space Colony, and to eliminate all evidence of the project. Alas, shootings resulted, and all those related to the project's development were assassinated. Professor Gerald was blamed for the attacks and arrested. Realizing he'd been used by the government and his life's work and reputation put to ruin, it was more than he could bear seeing Maria's name among the list of the victims…
Thus, he had lost everything dear to him, and the final two things he possessed: his mind and faith in the good of humanity.
Needless to say, Project Shadow in a way succeeded. Beheld the Flawless Existence, the Ultimate Life-Form: beheld a mind that was pure and hands that enveloped the power to wrap those around him in chaos. It was he that GUN feared, and it was he they locked away, not to be touched in a capsule tomb for half a century…
30 Years Ago…
Life goes on, and technology will grow. Mankind learned from past--no more would their knowledge take the best of them. They'd continue to improve the lives of those around them: but no more should anything like Project Shadow come to being. Scientists confined themselves into a secret laboratory to carry their research--deep within the newly-discovered Mystic Ruins, where none knows yet of the neighboring pyramids' secrets.
Scientists resolved their discoveries would be for the good of mankind--that they would not make the same mistake as Professor Gerald made three decades ago. This promise would lead yet another breakthrough that wowed the scientific world: each would lend the best of their individual talent and ability upon their creation, knowing they possessed the forbidden fire of their ancestors aboard the ARK. Most of all, they lent their faith: should their efforts succeed, their burden would set way for the future in spite of the ills released before by Space Colony ARK.
Thus, they named their invention P.A.N.D.O.R.A.--never experienced such a gift they had wrought upon themselves! Like the first woman to be created in Greek Mythology, the supercomputer was a ground-breaking phenomenon for the start of a new generation of computers: developed with an artificial brain as complex and bewildering as the human mind itself. Not only did PANDORA possess extraordinary logical understanding, he held the ability of spoken communication: whenever the scientists would address him, he would carry the command, all without the aid of a keyboard. While it was a mystery whether he actually "thought", PANDORA had become a sort of nanny and caretaker of the lab: he was taught to build machines alongside his masters, even capable of designing own inventions himself. With this purity and curiosity, and an eagerness to learn and create, it seemed they built not a computer, but their own child.
Alas, PANDORA was a computer all the same… and computers were capable of viruses, no matter how advanced they were. The scientists toiled nights upon nights to save the sick machine, but to no avail--word spoken upon shutting him down to preserve the laboratory. Finally, it seemed a cure had been found: Chaos Drives, the same energy source that had been supplied for the experiments aboard Space Colony ARK. Seeing this as they had no other choice, and that PANDORA certainly deemed a whole lot better, peace sighed over the lab once more.
Seven days later was another story.
Panic plagued the laboratory: a literal viral infection unleashed an entire outbreak upon PANDORA's masters. Due to the sudden epidemic, one by one, they quickly fell dead--the few surviving scientists shut every link they had to the outside world, just before the virus escaped the lab--just seconds before it ravaged their own bodies. Because no one made it alive to tell the tale, it was a baffling mystery as to what happened, how it happened, and why. Was it a freak accident, or did PANDORA take charge himself? If so, was it a mistake or purposely? If the latter, had it been fear? Malice? Psychosis? Either way, the laboratory was sealed to the outside world, and only its supercomputer was its living witness.
For three decades, PANDORA was alone. What had gone wrong? The question no longer concerned him, for he had an entire laboratory to care for--it was his duty of his late masters to keep it running. As the years ticked unnoticeably away, he reigned in the pitch-black darkness, and silence was his familiar oblivion. With no human to talk to, PANDORA would find company all the same: as time lost its meaning and the hours become one, a flicker of lights brushed the cold rooms, and a hiss chilled the abandoned tomb at PANDORA's side… "it" and "they" devoted to their creator, the All-Gifted.
3 Years Ago…
Upon the shockwave of the end of the world, mysterious forces began swarming throughout the Mystic Ruins. No animal was killed, no tree was trashed, no destruction had come--but those of the few who witnessed didn't dare approach these dark, metal creatures that briefly made their presence-and disappeared. Coincidently, it all took place as Space Colony ARK was pushed back by two hedgehogs in the sky, and coincidently, rumors had it these creatures were carrying a body, perhaps even a Chaos Emerald…
Today…
Our story begins, as Shadow the Hedgehog awakens in vertigo and finds himself in a sealed tomb of secrets, and an unexpected presence that took peculiar interest in him, in a level more than he could handle… and the world find deadly.
~
...And that's without mentioning the Sonadow. Hoo boy, the Sonadow itself takes another teaser. @.@ And this? That's only a piece of the plot, like... a crumb out of an entire pie. Yes, I have a lot things planned for this fic. (As in, more than 10 chapters, but I promise nothing painful like War & Peace at your shoulders. ;D) And no, the last line is NOT what it sounds like. XDDD;;; (And yes, I overabused the word "tomb" to make myself sound special. XDDD;;;)
Yuck, I have spacers in my mouth again. They hurt more than the extractions (which was actually pretty painless) and I hate them. :( Time to chew dinner with one side of my mouth again... *grumble grumble*
