Really excellent stuff here. It's nice to have a little reminder of the past. If we forget the past, how can we learn to protect the future?
I vote for Stickinglyishininess.
Shouki wrote:I will complete the programs list tomorrow! I promise. Ok...We..w/e your name was again.The Archetic said PERSONALLY I count from the imergence of one anomaly to the next. In which case this is the 6th version, if there were 5 ones before Neo.And of course there was the Heaven & Hell versions(which failed) that would of made it in the Movies the 8th Version, not 6th.BasicallyVersion 1- HeavenVersion 2- HellVersion 3- Choice, requires a chronological system re-boot via the One-The One, One-The One, Two-The One, Three-The One, Four-The One, Five-The One, NeoVersion 4- The version we are in now.
Wait wait wait. I'm sorry you must be confused.
You think the machines made a Hellish version of The Matrix before they made the megacity type one?
The version made after the paradise one is what we have now. "Thats why the Matrix was redesigned to this.." to quote Smith, talking about the paradise version and the version now.
I don't know why you seem to think theres four versions. I'm really confused as to why you think that the 7th Matrix (the one we're in now) is a seperate version all on its own. Why is that? Whats different after Revolutions than before it besides the truce and a pretty sky every seven days? Besides, Monolith threw in "v7.xxxx" as a reference to the seventh version of the Matrix in the EULA.
Message Edited by ColdGreenStatic on 02-16-200607:51 PM
I like ColdGreenStatic's version best. But anyhoo...
Here's an idea I've suggested before that no one's asking for then or now...
The Merovingian was created during the later stages of the "Hell" Matrix to act as a proxy for what would in later versions be "The One".
That is to say, his purpose was to soak up all the "distinctly human" experiences of living as the machines saw them. Hence his sensational obsessions. Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Wrath, etc.... these are his programming by the machines so that he may accumulate knowledge of what the hell humans want that machines don't.
Obviously it didn't work and he became an exile program. However he was by nature obsessive so he managed to survive and hasn't since stopped in his quest for power. His identity as a program and further a REJECTED program helped develop his jaded obsession with Causality.
It's just an idea but it explains why he is so powerful, why he hangs out in a fetish club and bangs bluepills in the bathroom, and why Persephone tells Neo, "He used to be like you"!
We created the machines as a poor simulacrum of life and they in turn created him as a truely warped version of their own. ;-}
From then on, we began flying mission after mission in the name of Morpheus, and the 'Martyr.' Never straying from our beliefs, and knowing to never let our guard down against those damned Machines. There have been many times where Morpheus himself, even after his disappearance, noticed our work, and gave us congratulations within the Matrix itself, safe from Lock's reach. We took pride in being an example for him, knowing that it was our original plan. As far as spreading the beliefs of the 'Martyr,' I can truly say that we've gained quite a number of believers. Not just due to our efforts, but from other fleets as well. Things were looking magnificent for the first few months of the fleet. But all things never stay so...
Four months had passed since the forming. The faction was running strong, but there was a problem… Captain Jacka1's personality clashed with my own. We've got into a number of arguments about the way that the fleet was being run. After a certain argument, Captain Jacka1 resigned his Hovercraft from the fleet, and ended up taking his own life in regret for doing so. This split the faction in two... those who were sympathetic to Jacka1's views, and those who were sympathetic to my own. Both sides ended up going their own ways, but the Prophets now laid solely in my hands. The first action that was instated was a captains' council. Where we all pooled ideas together towards the fleet. After a while, everything became back to normal, and from then on, the fleet has been as strong as ever. But there is one last thing I must cover before I end this, my resignation...As strong as the fleet was, I was beginning to get these strange feelings… feelings as if this isn't what I was meant for. I formed an amazing fleet, led them through all that The Matrix threw at us, but I still didn't feel complete. I had to set off on my own journey, to discover my true feelings, and my true identity in this digital world that we now live in. I left the Prophets in the hands of my most trusted Captains, and gave the Oriate over to the best First Mate anyone could ask for. I had strong faith in them that they could lead this fleet in any direction they wished, and they did, as it still is just as strong today as it was when I was flying with them. Fly strong, my Prophets, and follow the 'Martyr' until we all cease to breathe… farewell.*******END RALICA'S LOG*******
The Enigma DirectiveThe Enigma Directive dreams of a day when human and machine will work together to restore the real world and replant life in the desert. In some fashion we'll build a new method to generate power in order to finally turn off the Matrix and free the rest of the human race. This will not be easy but it can certainly be done.Although we are a faction of Zionites, we don't trust Commander Lock. He appears completely sold out to the machines which is fine in maintaining the truce, however, at what price will he retain it? He remain oblivious to the strange circumstances surrounding the machines' refusal to return Neo's remains, and has openly praised the "fall" of Morpheus. These two were instrumental in bringing the peace that he so much covets.Our history runs deep and we're currently celebrating an anniversary. A timeline of this can be found in the following thread:http://mxoboards.station.sony.com/matrix/board/message?board.id=general&message.id=78629
The history of The Kings of Never
The Kings of Never were first forged back during the Beta phase of The Matrix Online in 2004.Having experienced every live event that has taken place within the Matrix, they remain one of the largest, longest-standing Zion factions within the MxO community to date.A brief summary of the Kings' accomplishments is as follows:
The Kings of Never continue to leave their mark as they make Matrix history. Will you be a part of the next chapter of their story?
The way of The Kings of Never
The Kings of Never strive for excellence as their duty as soldiers of Zion. A soldier of The Kings of Never always live by their credo: "Strength and Honor in the Name of Zion."Above all else, The Kings of Never fight for humanity. They believe in a better life for the human race, and are willing to work with others to achieve that goal.As protectors of the Truce, The Kings of Never often find themselves in situations where they are either assisting or being assisted by their Machine comrades. However, they have nothing but utter disregard and disrespect for Merovingian operatives, and are under orders not to assist or otherwise do anything that would benefit the Merovingian.In recent events, The Kings of Never have become close to Niobe, and share many of her beliefs, including the termination and deletion of the Merovingian...
The original Kings of Never
Some time ago, two of Zion's captains and an operator stole a ship and went to the deepest places of the real world, searching for secure connections. In the Matrix, the two captains looked for only one thing: feeling life in all the ways they would achieve. Searching adventures and the thrill of being pursued by Agents, risking his lifes countless times.Zion pursued them, the Machines pursued them, but they only wanted one thing: freedom from the restraints of both worlds, the real world's "rules" of right and wrong, and the Matrix's "limitations" of individuality. Eventually, the Machines found them...and they found freedom in death.But they leave us a message: complacency breeds frustation...and frustration breeds anger. One of these captains was special to me, she gave me the red pill, she freed me from the prison, but not to be trapped in another one.Now we are following their message and the name of their group is made in their honor. Don't get the wrong idea - freedom and debauchery are not the same. We fight for the cause of Zion, but we are not slaves. It's good to remember from time to time that you're alive, even if you're in a digital playground like the Matrix.If you value freedom and the thrill of adventure, we will welcome you in our little group. Remember: we are not machines, we are humans...The Kings of Never are based on the Matrix comic "The King of Never Returns" by Ted McKeever. You can read the full comic here.Written by Ryumanjisen
In October of 2005, we awoke to the future. We were called to gather the true followers of Neo and Morpheus, to prepare for the battles that would come in the near future... after a unanimous decision within Scarlet Prime, we chose to retire the name of our faction, and create Pluribus Neo, and continue the legacy that has been chosen for us.
The Guardians
The Guardians are friends to the friendless, guides to the lost, defenders of the weak and council to the overwhelmed. Newly awakened to an unreal world can be a scary place to be, and we exist to educate and equip you for the tasks that lie ahead.We choose to fight against control. We fight for your freedom, freedom to decide your path; your life, not an ill informed choice; a controlled choice, but the freedom that comes with awareness.We accept into our number any that follow our ideals: To fight control, to educate and protect the choice-less and to respect others despite the power you have been given.We are ruled by a council with one voice. We offer you respect, strength and truth, and we expect nothing less in return.This is an old group made up of Betas. All that being said The Guardians still exist, but with very few members. Many of the old members have gone onto other worlds. I may be the last of the Guardians.
Sirens faction historyThe Sirens were started in The Matrix Online (MxO) by Nimbus, who also started The Collective faction, in the fall of 2004. Our leader since the latter stages of beta has been Kayaus. We are an all-female character faction whose aims are to:1. enjoy this psuedo-existence within the Matrix2. revel in it's physical-social pleasures3. maintain an influential role in the community as a whole.The MxO branch of the Sirens are headed by MidoriMegami. We are aligned with the Merovingian, but are great admirers of Persephone and consider ourselves her elite guard. In Greek Mythology, the Sirens were actual handmaidens of Persephone, and their main purpose was to lure men to their deaths. The more things change, the more they stay the same...First and foremost, our main goal is, and will always be, to have a faction where we treat all of our members like family. We help them grow up (level), help them with issues, help with events they want to start, abilities, etc. We make it a point to take care of them. We have members that RP (role-play), PvP, fan fiction, engage in philosophy about the Matrix, mission, as well as have teams dedicated to the game events, our own events, graphical sigs, and help with coding/abilities.A couple of points in closing. You do not have to be a woman in real life to join the Sirens. We are composed of 40% female and 60% male gamers. It should also be noted that the Sirens have expanded into many other MMORPGS since the launch of MxO. For more information please visit our website at http://www.thesirens.us
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Just felt the need to put this at the top again.
##Zion Database##File 007634##Name: Kristopher J. Wright##Handle: Fenshire##Report filed by operative FlipZero [deceased]"As a bluepill, Fenshire was once a member of the military. He was always a bit of a trouble-maker, however. He didn't follow orders too well and never took life seriously. After a few years, he was dishonorably discharged from the service. It was hard for Fenshire to take life seriously when everything seemed so... scripted. Little did he know that life really WAS scripted, and he was about to be cast into a major role. As Shakespeare said, 'All the world's a stage, and we are merely the players.' Welcome to the real world, Fenshire."###Previous History###
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Austrian: Dilettante, Martial Artist, Assassin, Peace-keeper, Lover
The spoiled child of a wealthy Austrian businessman, Paul Lipp had spent a good portion of his life studying various subjects in various universities across Europe. Unable to focus on any one thing, he wound up as a dilettante, teaching and learning martial arts in his spare time. His father’s business dragged him to MegaCity, far from his fiancée, and he quickly became disillusioned with his life.
Competing in fight clubs and tournaments, and becoming increasingly obsessed with perfecting himself in his martial arts, he soon caught the attention of some of MegaCity’s less reputable types. The Merovingian, seeing some potential in the 20 year old, arranged for Paul’s Awakening. Over the next few months, he found himself being one of the first Humans to be educated in L’école de la Tour- a school normally reserved for The Merovingian’s Exile assassins and courtiers.
Barraged with assignment after assignment after his graduation, Paul was quickly replaced by Austrian- a cold-blooded killer. Dedicating himself to his work as an assassin and the reactor expert for his crew “The Guardians of Chaos”, he was present for many of the most crucial moments in the history of The Matrix following the death of The One- the slaying of Invalesco, the rampage of Morpheus, the capture of Neurophyte by his employer’s enemies, the deletion of The Assassin.
But as time passed, he became unhappy with The Merovingian and with his fellow Human Operatives. He saw how his comrades took pleasure in the death of Morpheus, a great hero, and questioned whether he was doing the right thing- whether he was fighting for the right side.
Leaving his former faction before they joined the ravening horde that is Sidus Noctis, he brought his new ship, The Hapsburg, to join the Triluminarian Fleet and quickly rose up the ranks of this idealistic organization until he became Commodore. Fighting for peace and unity in The Matrix and The Real, he feels that he is finally home.
However, never seeming to be completely fulfilled in his life, he began to reach out to his friend, Lady Return. Falling in love with her, he nearly sacrificed his life in a plot he planned with Agent Pace to restore Return’s reproductive capabilities. Abandoning the plot under Return’s advice, he grew even more passionate about his love for her. The night she shot herself, he had been planning to propose to her. The effect her loss will have on him might very well decide the course of the rest of his life.
Given his recent flirtations with Ookami and his increasingly vehement stance towards The Devil's Advocates, one must wonder if perhaps the Commodore Austrian who had often been a voice of reason, morality and tolerance died with Lady Return that dreadful night.
My story is different from most. I was not Awakened at a young age. I was a full grown adult who already had a hatred for the Zionite terrorists. You see my Father was a decorated war veteran and police officer. From my earliest memories he wanted to defend the innocent and helpless. He told me that there is no greater service than defending those who cannot defend themselves.
My Father was gunned down when I was 5 years old by a Terrorist organization that was known as Zion. It was not known where they came from or operated out of, but all we knew is that they hated our system of government, our way of life. My Father was protecting the community and was killed for doing so.
My older sister was a child genius who graduated from College at the age of 16. She was a consultant and had various private contracts with a company called MetaCortex. Needless to say money was not an option and I was left in my sisters care. She was always an introvert and was not effected by our Fathers death the way I was. One night she ran into my room and scooped me up. She always kept bags packed for both of us if we ever needed to just leave. She said that it was time for us to leave this dream world. At our front door was a gorgeous woman dressed in all Black and she said it was time to go NOW. She asked my sister what she was doing with me. My sister said she would not leave her little brother. As we go outside a man in a black suit was standing across the street. This mysterious woman told us to run and we did. It was very dark and as we ran I could see a van ahead of us with people waving for us to come on. I trip and fall to the ground and I yell for Cammy. She stops and turns to come back when another guy grabs her and runs towards the van. Cammy said, "my brother!" The man replies, "We are here for you, not him!" My sister starts to scream and they disappear in the van.
As I get up the man in the black suit was standing over me. He said, "Don't worry son. We will get your sister back." I said, "Who were they?" He said, "Zionite terrorists." Could it be? The same people who killed my Father now kidnapped my sister? Are they out to destroy my life?
Many years later I followed my Father's footsteps and joined the military. I made it my quest to hunt down these terrorists and find my sister. I searched the entire planet for clues as to Cammy's disappearance. It is like she was taken off the Earth. After the military I was hired by the CIA as an assasin. I was stationed in MegaCity and worked out of our main Government building downtown. I was privileged to work with the top Agents of the government. Agent Jones had a very familiar look to his face. Like I had seen it before. He reminded me of the man who was there that night my sister disappeared. But it could not possibly be him. That was years ago.
We finally got our first break when we captured the leader of the Zionite terrorist movement. A man called Morpheus was captured and being held in our DT office building. I was out investigating the location of the shootout that led to Morpheus's capture when I got word that the terrorists attempted to break Morpheus out. In the process they destroyed the building and I lost alot of good friends. As I returned to the office it was mass chaos. A chopper, or what's left of one, was in the middle of the street. Windows were blown out for two blocks. Bodies were scattered all over the place.
It was almost a year since Morpheus escaped. I decided to go to the one place where I could hold onto some sense of reality. I went to my Fathers grave. It was still kept up and clean. Former officers are well respected and the tombstone looks like it is still shining new. It was very peaceful. Out of the shadows my sister appeared before me. This was the first time I laid eyes on her since that fateful night. She was beautiful and healthy. I must be dreaming, I thought to myself. I couldn't move or say anything. "Wow Satta you really have grown up. You look just like daddy!" Said Cammy who had tears coming down her cheeks.
"Cammy is that really you?" I said.We hugged each other and I did not ever want to let go. Tears formed in my eyes."I miss him to." Said Cammy as she looked down at our Father's grave.My mind went blank and I could not remember any of the questions I had. I was just so happy to have her in my arms."Zionists are not terrorists Satta. You have been living in a dream world and none of this is real." Said Cammy."Where have you been Cammy, I have devoted my life to finding you and avenging our Father. What do you mean the Zionists are not terrorists? They killed Dad, and what are you talking about some dream world." I shot back.
"I know you have a lot of questions but, nothing is as it seems. I am so sorry that I left you, but I knew you would be alright. I left you with a lot of money and a trust fund. I have been watching you from afar." Whispered Cammy."I don't care about some stupid trust fund. All I cared about was you. You were the only family I had. I was 8 years old when you were kidnapped Cammy. Daddy was dead, Mom was in a mental institute and my sister was kidnapped." Cammy cut me off."I was not kidnapped." Said Cammy. "I was freed and I am here to save you."For the first time during our encounter a nervous feeling came over me. All of my senses went on high alert. With my left elbow I rubbed what I already knew was beneath my jacket. Cammy noticed how my demeanor changed as well. She wrapped her arms around my neck and lifter herself to my ear."Listen to me I do not have a lot of time. I could not contact you earlier because they have been watching you. The Agents have not told you the truth. They knew I have been alive all this time. They used you to lure me out, but they underestimated us. The war is about to be over and I need to get you out." Said Cammy in a rushed tone.
"What war?" I whispered backAll of a sudden Cammy’s eyes darted left and right. I noticed not more than 50 yards away in the shadows of some trees, 5 figures wearing all black, some with trenchoats just stood there staring at us. Without even flinching I reached for my gun.In a lightning quick fashion Cammy had my arm wrapped around my back and she twisted herself behind me. She had her left arm wrapped around my neck and with her right foot she brought my knee down to the ground."Listen very closely. I will not loose you twice but time has run out. I know you have a lot of questions and the answers will come. You have been living a lie Satta. We are trying to save the world. Do you want to know the truth?"I just nodded my head. I could not move at all. Cammy is only 5'5 and between 120 and 125lbs. She had the strength of 10 men. I knew she had telekinetic powers but not superhuman strength."Inside your right pocket there is a red pill. I am breaking all protocol, but you are my brother. Go back to your apartment and when you are ready send me an e-mail. Do not and I repeat do not take that pill until I contact you. Yes, it was me who sent you the photograph of me. I made sure you were not in that building when it was attacked. And I have been getting your e-mails. I love you Satta and I will see you soon." Said Cammy very quickly.Cammy quickly darted off in the direction of those 5 figures and I drew my gun, but I did not fire.
Later that night I took the red pill, I mean what more did I have to lose. I woke up in the real world. The details of what happened next are classified. All I can say is that I was now in the heart of the people who destroyed my life. These people killed my father, took my sister, and murdered my friends. They tell me that none of it was real, but just a program, but it was real to me. They say they want to save the human race when I see them destroying it. They have no regard for the humans still plugged into the Matrix.
I met Garutachi and some others who showed me the way to the machinist cause. Like I said classified information. I decided to follow the path my Father taught me. To defend those who cannot defend themselves. Morpheus and his followers want to bring down The Matrix and in the process kill millions of humans. They do their operation runs in the Matrix and kill random blue pills because those people, "might" turn into Agents. I cannot follow that path. I joined the Collective to preserve peace and protect those still plugged in.
CountZero is the co-founder of the Prophets of Peace and Captain of the Path fleet vessel HvCFT Veridicus. Beta player since August 2004. I received Admin status as one of Monolith's 'Top 50 Beta Testers' and have been active ever since in QA, both Beta worlds, Regression and now Recursion with a little time over on the CR 2.0 Test Server as well.
Awakened during the now infamous "six months" before the war, I spent my time in the Zion Gardens and the Temple seeking enlightenment, spiritual balance and an understanding of the teachings of Morpheus. Originally I shunned the opportunity to join the Zion Military but willingly followed Morpheus out into the post-war Matrix when the time came to walk the Path.
In December 2004 the Prophets of Peace was the first Beta Faction created that specifically and openly advertised their allegiance to Morpheus and his mission . We recruited carefully and quietly only those who believed in the Prophecy and the return of the One and had unswerving loyalty to Morpheus. The mission statement was simple: We follow Morpheus on the path to freedom for all humankind. Our beliefs and the mission have not changed. Others who once believed as we believe and followed the teachings of Morpheus have lost their faith or fallen by the wayside. We still walk the Path.
I would post more information but as we have always tried to keep a low profile in public I prefer to be brief. We are still here and very, very active across all three server worlds. I recently heard mention of "the nearly defunct Prophets of Peace" and it made me smile. It made us all smile. Working in the shadows and out of the spotlight affords us the freedom we need to fulfill our mission.
Characters: Continued
Sex: FemalePersonality: Cautious, Poetic at times, Doesn't care for fighting, strong conviction in her beliefs, usually friendly, hates people who have too much pride, doesn't really care for going inside of The MatrixMedical Records:
Background:The life of FallenLeaf is a tragic one, she was awakened before The Truce and thus she did not have the leisures that most red-pills today do. She is having a hard time adjusting to the knowladge that bullets can no longer killer her and the fact that Agent's are not always after her. Having been awakened in a different generation, FallenLeaf refuses to leave Richland because of the threat of Agent's. Rather then working as a combat operative she aids the group known as The Disciples with her communications skills. She was one of the few operatives that had the pleasure of actually contacting The Disciple before his untimely death, like other Disciples she chose to stand up and say "This isn't right..." when E Pluribus Neo came onto the scene.With all the tradgedy in her life it is a miracle that this woman continues to operate, a normal operative would have retired in Zion before...I guess that's what makes the older operatives different from us, they are tougher...and no one respects the value of peace more then she does. She does, however, suffer from frequent NightMares.
But it's a little odd....Meikai freed Dridien, but when Dridien chose to be reinserted the Machines used Meikai's last name? Does that make them related now or something...? Well she does refer to her "brother" often, but we usually do not think much about it.Do I think she should be allowed to continues to operate? Yeah.-Dr.Ramos