Eugh. Still no college work done. My house is a building site, my Grandma wanted me to move out for the weekend. I'm like... but I have to work. Final project due in next week. And everyone I could stay with is either away or working. Oh, and then the drama. I had to go out to get my photos developed for said project, and it took me a while. I waited all damn day to go to the store, and when we got there my Grandmother announced we have ten minutes to sort out my photos (I had to select them, print some out four times, etc etc) and buy food/medication. So its okay for me to wait hours on end to go out, but FORBID she's ten minutes late to take one of her friends somewhere. She was mad for the rest of the evening T_T.
Whoo ~ So I threatened thirteenth development work, and here it is. I think that almost everything is explained here for it to sort of make sense as a whole. Please offer me comments, criticism (God knows I need it), and point out mistakes, inaccuracies. And if anyone knows how to paste text behind a little link so this HYUGE thing doesn't appear on anyone's friend list everytime, PLEASE let me know, kthx.
Oh, and NO STEALIE. I don't get mad, but that would upset me soooooo much. This is the result of many many hard work on my part.
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Okay so in the begining, there were three scientists. Admin A, Admin B and Admin C. These three Admins created the System; an intricate computer 'program'. It had some of the characteristics of a true AI; it 'thought' for itself, and it contained a multiverse that was ever expanding. Over time the System developed much as any 'real' multiverse would, and over a short space of time it became a fully functional multi-dimensional world of its own. The most common way to access the System is using full immersion equipment.
The project became so large that it required private funding to continue running at full capacity. It became a playground for the rich, split into 'Area' that were sold to individuals at a high price. There was nothing like it on the market at the time. The higher the price, the more complecated the area you're given, and the more support is offered to you. The Admin found themselves suddenly having to teach large staffs how to manipulate code within the System, which is a long hard process. To help them, and to save a little time, they decided to create templates, like copy/paste code segments that could be applied universally, and then developed by the individual Area Moderators at a later date. They also created Programs that could travel within the system and paste down these segments of code, carefully integrating them into the code that already existed. (Complecated enough yet? The logistics aren't all that important).
One of these sets of Programs was created for the sole purpose of defining the rules and limitations of magic. This is a particularly complecated process, and was also a popular demand of early developers. These Programs were let loose upon the system, and they worked in the background complimenting the Admin's efforts. They became known to the first Area Moderators as the Weavers, because they laid down the lay lines which are rumoured to resemble a large spider web. Lay lines run to every part of the system, across dimensions, but an Area Moderator can choose how much of his Area they are allowed to influence, and by how much.
Because of the nature of the System, and also the particular nature of Magic, the Weavers soon began to develop on their own. At first it was rudimentary personalities, quirks in the style of coding that marked them individuals. Slowly, as the first Moderators were replaced, and the Admin became busier and busier, they were forgotten, and left to their own devices.
The System develops, and becomes incredibly complex. The Admin become very very rich men and lady, and their services are being used for many and various tasks. At this point, Admin A starts to think... 'Hey, I put more money, more effort into this that B and C... And I don't need them anymore. I will make much more money on my own.' He begins to plot the 'downfall' of B and C, from both inside the system (using the Fallen) and outside, using various moderators loyal to himself. During the Atrocities that destoyed the SA and started the thirteenth story proper, he locks B and C out of the system completely, and claims it as his own. At the time when he locks their Ident Keys, C is logged into the system, and the trauma destroys her physical body. B is considerably pissed that he is locked out.
Now, Admin A is a control freak. He likes things to be just so, and he likes to know that he is in control of them. His one mistake in locking out the other two Admin is that not all of the programs within the system are completely under his control, but he cannot delete them without the consent of both B and C, one of whom is now dead. Commence damage control, and he sets about checking over the Programs, to see how this will effect him in the longterm. Here he finally takes note of the Weavers. They have become something of an advanced culture, coming and going between dimensions at will, the creators of large pockets of undirectioned Wild Magic and so forth. Enraged he realises that these Programs are editing his code, and in their image he creates a new Program to set about destroying them. He named his new creation a Reaver, in the same image that the Weavers had painstakingly created for themselved. Only three Reavers exist in the entire of the System, but they can communicate amongst each other across... well, the System. They travel along the lay lines, and they like to eat code. Specifically Weaver code, but powerful Wild Magic code too, and sometimes just magic related code.
Fast Forward a little to now, thirteenth. Angie, a very popular... ah... 'film' star, meets a particularly strange person entrenched in a bookshop (I'm so making this bit up. My boyfriend is totally going to correct this part). She offers to help this person, and eventually they become friends... Long story short this new wierd friend of hers is actually a sixth or seventh generation Weaver, who is especially good at coding for wizards, or people who learn magic from books. The two of them grow very close, but this unfortunately leads to the Weaver remaining in one Area for far too long. This Area is the property of an unnamed Moderator.
Eventually a Reaver comes down the layline, and lo and behold finds the Weaver. Angie, in a ridiculous attempt to defend her new friend, lays the Enforcer smackdown (Inherited from both parents, therefore veeeery powerful) on this Reaver, who promptly eats both her and her friend. However, her little explosion of magical energy call down both of the other two Reavers upon this humble little Area... and there is massacre.
The Area Moderator is mortified at the destruction of his creation, and calls upon the thirteenth to help him salvage some of it. He offers a them a status upgrade as payment, which is pretty much golddust. Kage decides that the oppurtunity is just too good to miss, and goes to investigate... and (among other things) she finds that the Reavers, predicably, have destroyed everything. The code here is unsalvageable. Not only are large parts of it missing, but whole segments of it are corrupted. Including its organisms. This corruption is highly contaigous, and it leaves behind, hey presto, mindless zombies.
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Aaaarrrrrrg. You like mah Proto Zombie Plot? NO STEALIE! This thing has taken me like... four hours to type out. And I need to work on the end a little more, so keep an eye out for that one tommorow. Or sometime when I don't have college work to do.
I am so looking forward to running this! There's a bunch of character stuff missed out here, this is just the framework. It needs a little work. My boyfriend needs to look over the technical stuff for me, so I can make it more accurate. We play this over MSN just me and him, which can be a little boring, so if you would be interested in joing in OMFG IM ME! X3.
K x
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