Mobius basks beneath the Rainbow...
And the Rainbow scorches the sky...
About five years ago humans first arrived on Mobius. It didn't go well.
Mistakes were made.
Backing up a bit: what exactly is 'Mobius'? Well, that depends on when you asked the question. Fifteen years ago the answer would have been 'a diverse planet of animals, united under the rule of their High King'. But fourteen years ago that king died, his great city crumbled, and the definition of 'Mobius' changed. It didn't change too much. Today it's still a diverse planet of animals.
But now it's a planet divided under the Code of the Tribes. And under that code sectarian violence rages.
But there were those who rejected the splintering of the species. They sought to carry on the legacy of their High King, and they worked tirelessly to reunify the planet and bring all species back together under one banner.
They called themselves 'Omega Tribe'.
Two young refugees from the High King's city reunited with each other in this group. One was a female rat named Fionnghal, and the other a male hedgehog named Sonic. Both were accomplished warriors, but they fought in different ways, and they fought for different things.
When humans arrived on Mobius they made first contact with Omega Tribe.
And it didn't go well.
Mistakes were made.
A certain human rode the ashes of that conflict to the top of a new order. When he arrived on Mobius with his fellow humans he had a regular, boring old job. He had a regular, boring old name. In the aftermath of the fighting, however, he decided to change that name.
He goes by 'Eggman', now.
The man was a mechanical genius, and he spent his free time giving out all manner of cybernetic 'upgrades' to any Mobian willing to go under the knife. Because of this generosity he gained many allies.
And when he became the last human on Mobius he gained a tribe.
The years passed. Omega Tribe fell apart even as Eggman's tribe grew stronger. Fionnghal and Sonic's generation slowly came into their own. Fionnghal chose to continue her fight, leading a new group against Eggman's forces. But Sonic chose exile, doing the best he could to remove himself from the ravages of war, and the world itself.
He had grown tired of fighting.
This is the story of that new generation; it's a story about the mistakes that were made in the past, and their consequences for Mobius' future. Today this planet hangs on the edge of a knife, barely maintaining even a semblance of balance...
12 hours ago another human vessel crash landed on the planet surface.
So much for balance.
.
.
A Map of 'Mobius' (remove the three spaces in the address):
img856. imageshack. us/img856/4478/mobius. jpg
