⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉The Foundry⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉ [Story is under info] ⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈Info⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉ Click | Zoom In Music | Octane by Creo Font | Audiowide from Google Fonts Art | made by me, @Dedsmile in Piskel (720x720) ⩥ Extra credit requirements are met (green, no gradient) (It may look like I used other colors but it is really just dithering on a massive scale) ___________________________________________ Previous Entries: Signups | https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/528319741/ R1 | https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/548049634/ Next Entries: R3 | https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/574853371/ ⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉Story⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉ It is the year 2267. About two hundred years after the gamma ray burst hit the earth. Or so they say. The remainder of humanity on the earth escaped underground into seven foundries spread across the remaining nations to escape the deadly radiation and inhospitable surface. Humans were then lead into a virtual utopia created by the owners of the foundries and have lived peacefully ever since thanks to the leadership of the council of seven. Or so they say. The council promises one day to free humanity of the earth that has become a prison. The foundries are run by robots constantly creating a satellite system that can help humanity get back on its feet. Or so they say. When you look at the facts something disturbing happens. First: A gamma ray burst hit the earth frying half of the surface, all of the ozone, all of the water has evaporated, and all plant life has died. Humanity has to survive underground. Second: The only places a human can survive now is in a simulation in one of seven foundries. Third: All of these foundries is owned and run by seven people that have been around for what is said to be 200 years. These are the leaders of the UNF, the United National Foundries. Fourth: The Head Chairman of the council is from the foundry most advanced in robotics AI. Not much is known about where he came from but he rules the council with an iron fist. Fifth: The foundries produce only what is approved by the Chairman and hidden from the residents. The people are blinded to what is really happening. Two hundred years or two thousand years, it doesn't really make a difference. They only know what the council tells them. Producing satellites or a robotic army, no one knows. Either way, something strange is happening. Now, as doors that haven't been opened in eons blare alarms of an intruder, no life forms are registered and the council says they know nothing about it questions are answered. Humanities' decline is neigh. The Artificial Age is on the horizon. All because of The Foundry. ⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈ΞΞ⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉⊈⊉ ⪀ 100 Loves! - 9/5/21
