* dialogue primarily taken from the anime in a painstaking process... But descriptions are mine... But the images are not. I'm just describing what goes on the television screen. ^^ And then some... Oh yeah and listen to this song while reading this. It enrichens the experience: .com/watch?v=uXkQMalMpho ------------ enter that for Youtube
In fact, enjoy listening to all the Big O soundtrack. It's all on there. Thanks to silence crow.
*************************Prologue***************************
Imagine a place where the sun never shines. Imagine this place on earth. Imagine the omnipresence of heavy overcast skies that offer only an occasional glimpse of heavens which don't exist. Imagine never seeing stars up above. Imagine the predictability of acidic rain that comes as it goes, a rain that you can barely escape from and the next minute not know its there even as it stings your skin. Imagine the wind, which howls as it preys upon littered alleys, whispers as it sensually tugs at the wisps of your hair, moans of the horrors of inexplicable events that all happened forty years ago. Imagine the gray pavement, as gray as the sky. Imagine the eerie glow of the low-hanging stoplight as blood red turns into monster green. Imagine the wind that carries the haunting cry of the subway train. Imagine cars quickly passing by, there one moment and far gone the next. Imagine the humidity of mystery that pervades the air. Imagine the stench of an urban city, the stench of sweat, of decaying matter, old food in cheap restaurant dumpsters. Imagine that among the connotations of humanity is something not quite human. Imagine the works of our hands, the technology, the machines everywhere. And imagine that which cannot be seen, that which dwells among us in guise. Imagine the invisible. Imagine the purpose for everything that we can't seem to find. Imagine the grave faces of people that walk down the sidewalks, past the windows of businesses. Imagine the false assumptions of society. Imagine that we are not who we think we are. Imagine the truth that lies beneath the surface of the concrete, beyond the pipes and holes in the ground. Imagine domes, literally, that segregate the rich with the poor. Imagine the fine line between fantasy and reality. Imagine the drive which unites all human beings, the quest for identity. Imagine that which can be imagined.