Spirits of Armor
Okay guys, so I’ve been sitting on this idea for a mecha short story/movie proposal to kind of introduce more westerners to the genre. For my Creative Writing class this semester, I got to write the first chapter of it. I’d love any input if you have it.
Spirits of Armor Episode 1: Prologue
If you were one of the many people still living on Earth on May 21st, 2563, chances are you had a pretty bad day.
We’d been at war with the Aldeerians for years at that point. They’re a race of twenty foot-tall reptilians with orange skin, midnight blue eyes and rows and rows of razor-sharp teeth. Fighting them hand-to-hand was physically impossible, so to compensate we developed the armor spirits; essentially a line of giant robots, for humans to pilot and fight the aliens on a more even ground. We managed to keep them away from Earth for a long time, fighting them primarily around the outlying colonies near Betelgeuse and Rigel. But when they made it to Earth, they came prepared.
In the blink of an eye thousands of ships warped in around Earth’s orbit and within seconds began firing some kind of bio-weapon at the planet’s surface. It killed every last piece of organic life on the planet. Every person, every animal, every blade of grass was gone. All that remained of the human race were about a billion inhabitants spread across 20 colonized planets, 93 colony ships, and the active navy.
But there was hope. One day, a freak accident with its engines caused an agricultural ship to crash land into an asteroid. Nobody on the ship survived, but there was a glimmer of hope to be found, as this asteroid was home to a settlement of gigantic spacedwelling insects named the Torin. These creatures secrete a sap-like substance that can somehow regenerate organic matter, similar to a bee’s honey. When the ship was found, all of the plants had become completely overgrown, as if it had been accelerated over a hundred years. Our scientists deducted that if we were able to harvest enough of this sap, we could use it to restore Earth. It may not bring back the dead, but at least the planet will be livable again.
And that’s where we come in.
Our attempts to farm-raise the Torin were completely futile, as the breeds of the creature that secrete the sap are far too wild to be tamed, so we have to do things the hard way: suiting up in our armor spirits and getting the sap the straight from their goddamn nests. This is totally what I signed up for the military for…
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