Monday, December 22, 2008

Tobi Reborn

Prologue
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After the People's Republic of China had determined that Tobi, the spy from China, was not in fact a Chinese national, he was deported.

It was hard to know where to deport Tobi. He had come over ('back', as he claimed) from the United States, but the US denied knowing who the hell he was. Therefore, Tobi was finally deported, as all anomalies are, to Shangri-La.

Here, Tobi was reborn into a world of altered states and unlikely scenarios. Everything was organic -- the buildings, the machines -- even the food. There were towers of beanstalk, rising to the clouds to harness the strength of the mad Himalayan winds, and even extra-ozone solar panels. This electricity and organic design let them automate machines to extents that one could call 'unparalleled', except that they were, actually, parallel. Currency was awarded by the root system, automatically, if the deeds one did were found by the earth, winds and sea to be beneficial to the entire city. Newcomers started off with 10 free credits.

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Tobi Reborn In Concept
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It is said that the first thing a person must acquire is definition -- a sense of core being, and character. It is said that one must know oneself, before proceeding. In the room they had given him, Tobi the spy flipped through his Catalog of Shangri-La, to find out what he would do on his first evening there to obtain this so-called 'definition'. There were a lot of options. Some examples:
* Magic Show by Hypnotist (12 credits).
* Sex in the City (293 million credits)
* Friends (294 million credits)
* Interactive Warfare Simulation (There was no price for this -- only a greyed out icon, and a tiny print message saying "Not available at this existence level")

Tobi anxiously paged through his Catalog. There was nothing. "There's nothing here!" he cried. Food was not a concern -- they had told him that. You didn't have to 'buy' food at Shangri-La. There were ample centers scattered across the city where one could get food at the price of 0.00021 credits. "And it's not just food," the Guide had told him. "It's Feasts."

You could get food anywhere. But things to do -- those were precious, it seemed. "How can I attain self-definition if there's nothing to do?" He flipped through, his eyes getting very drowsy. Then all of a sudden, he found an item. There, buried across the pages, amongst activities whose price seemed only for gods, was an invitation (for 3 credits only!) to attend a speech and night of discussion and debate with Midge T. Liberty, author of childrens' novels.

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