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amul Idea for a setting:
it turns out that What are commonly thought of as mysterious forces from beyond, are the survivors of some future apocalyptic war, who somehow managed to reset the clock, and now the remaining factions are meddling, trying to prevent their own worst fears from coming to pass.
First, the protagonist discovers that there are mysterious and extra dimensional beings who are looking down upon the world, very much like that TV show with the parallel worlds and the walternate, whose name I can't remember just now.
Later, he will discover that there are factions. Yes, I'm defaulting to a male POV. I am One, and it won't distract from the first draft.
Later, he discovers there are factions. And of course neither faction wants to tell you what their goals are, because they've learned not to trust. That's what happens, when you start treating politics like a chess board. So the protagonist learning the third different fractions, with different agendas. Orthogonal agendas, Not in opposition to each other, but often with adjacent agendas in the same situation.
Oooh. Because these surviving functions are from different futures. And each future faction, in the beginning, picked a single point of history, and twisted it. Nudged it. Instead of sending a report, the captain inspires a lieutenant with an offhand remark. A slight delay Will cause him to miss the bus. All those futures, reaching back from their branching timelines, attempting to exert pressure on the same person, in the same minute.
And the moment Tipped in the direction no one finger was pushing. Then each future grabbed clumsly for whatever steering holds they could find within reach. Every one of them tugging even more. This is before they knew about each other. This is how they found out about each other.. Only ever seeing the footprints of the other factions. Maybe there's some sort of universal law of time traveling that prevents the same person from different futures seeing themselves.
That's why we need the protagonist. He's from now, he never gets to travel. Not that anyone would want him to see what their world has become.
One group could be a rebel movement within a totalitarian regime. Another group, several groups, could be the survivors of a post-apocalyptic landscape. Some sort of weird planet of the apes variation, with my samurai Bearcats and geisha catbears.
I mean, you might as well make It all a big story hidden inside some animalkin manga setting. Makes the factions easier to identify, if they're all different animals. Kings of what's left of the jungle.
Which really makes the entire thing just a sequel to 12 Monkeys. Although my Bollywood heritage certainly doesn't let me shy away from the prospect of stealing a decent plot.
it turns out that What are commonly thought of as mysterious forces from beyond, are the survivors of some future apocalyptic war, who somehow managed to reset the clock, and now the remaining factions are meddling, trying to prevent their own worst fears from coming to pass.
First, the protagonist discovers that there are mysterious and extra dimensional beings who are looking down upon the world, very much like that TV show with the parallel worlds and the walternate, whose name I can't remember just now.
Later, he will discover that there are factions. Yes, I'm defaulting to a male POV. I am One, and it won't distract from the first draft.
Later, he discovers there are factions. And of course neither faction wants to tell you what their goals are, because they've learned not to trust. That's what happens, when you start treating politics like a chess board. So the protagonist learning the third different fractions, with different agendas. Orthogonal agendas, Not in opposition to each other, but often with adjacent agendas in the same situation.
Oooh. Because these surviving functions are from different futures. And each future faction, in the beginning, picked a single point of history, and twisted it. Nudged it. Instead of sending a report, the captain inspires a lieutenant with an offhand remark. A slight delay Will cause him to miss the bus. All those futures, reaching back from their branching timelines, attempting to exert pressure on the same person, in the same minute.
And the moment Tipped in the direction no one finger was pushing. Then each future grabbed clumsly for whatever steering holds they could find within reach. Every one of them tugging even more. This is before they knew about each other. This is how they found out about each other.. Only ever seeing the footprints of the other factions. Maybe there's some sort of universal law of time traveling that prevents the same person from different futures seeing themselves.
That's why we need the protagonist. He's from now, he never gets to travel. Not that anyone would want him to see what their world has become.
One group could be a rebel movement within a totalitarian regime. Another group, several groups, could be the survivors of a post-apocalyptic landscape. Some sort of weird planet of the apes variation, with my samurai Bearcats and geisha catbears.
I mean, you might as well make It all a big story hidden inside some animalkin manga setting. Makes the factions easier to identify, if they're all different animals. Kings of what's left of the jungle.
Which really makes the entire thing just a sequel to 12 Monkeys. Although my Bollywood heritage certainly doesn't let me shy away from the prospect of stealing a decent plot.