Your story idea does remind me, in overall tone, of series like 'Hunger Games' or 'Uglies'. Perhaps also 'Feed'. There are quite a lot of fascist government future settings out there, but yours sounds quite good, with some original elements in a tried-and-true category. I'd like to see it fleshed out.
My fictional stories often lean toward the supernatural or the misanthropic. One I'm currently evolving mentally is a story about human's declining relationship with the natural patterns and systems of their planet (a rather unsubtle environmental message, admittedly.)In mine, Earth is a conscious being, who determines the paths of evolution, and figures out intricate balances between the increasingly diverse species (God, if you will, though this consciousness has no gender or physical form). Species on Earth became more varied and ecosystems worked better and better the longer Earth had to learn and understand them. But, Earth wasn't perfect. Earth made mistakes over the years, but 'his' worst mistake was humans.
Every creature in the world is born in a balance between physical prowess and intelligence. Earth didn't realize just how far 'he' could tip the balance one way or the other, and, much to his surprise and dismay, 'he' found that humans had become so intelligent, that they ventured further in their search for new and better tools than any species before them. To such an alarming extent, that they used their tools to create a whole world away from the one Earth had already provided. The sound of their machines, the flashing of their lights, the hard man-made stone that paved over soft soil, the poisons and the weapons designed to keep every other creature away - all this drowned out the Earth's voice.
Dumbstruck at the damage 'his' creation was causing, and unable to reach them to make them stop, 'he' designed new creatures, the likes of which 'he'd' never thought 'he' would.A sort that even the older, wiser and more experienced gods never dared attempt. 'He' made a creature that could alter itself, change between forms. But even this creature 'he' made sure that every one of its forms maintained that crucial balance between strength and brains. With these creatures, who could be just as smart as humans, but also could never forget the Balance, 'he' hoped 'he' could force mankind to stop and listen.
Wouldn't blame you if you only skimmed it; it's sort of long (And that's just the premise - the actual story is about these shapeshifters trying to fit in with the humans, and spread their message. As you can imagine, though, people aren't too keen on listening to people who turn into animals and claim to be messengers of 'God' tell them that they are doing wrong, living as they are.
I gotta go now; my depth perception's going all screwy and that only happens when I'm absolutely exhausted and I haven't realized it.
My fictional stories often lean toward the supernatural or the misanthropic. One I'm currently evolving mentally is a story about human's declining relationship with the natural patterns and systems of their planet (a rather unsubtle environmental message, admittedly.)In mine, Earth is a conscious being, who determines the paths of evolution, and figures out intricate balances between the increasingly diverse species (God, if you will, though this consciousness has no gender or physical form). Species on Earth became more varied and ecosystems worked better and better the longer Earth had to learn and understand them. But, Earth wasn't perfect. Earth made mistakes over the years, but 'his' worst mistake was humans.
Every creature in the world is born in a balance between physical prowess and intelligence. Earth didn't realize just how far 'he' could tip the balance one way or the other, and, much to his surprise and dismay, 'he' found that humans had become so intelligent, that they ventured further in their search for new and better tools than any species before them. To such an alarming extent, that they used their tools to create a whole world away from the one Earth had already provided. The sound of their machines, the flashing of their lights, the hard man-made stone that paved over soft soil, the poisons and the weapons designed to keep every other creature away - all this drowned out the Earth's voice.
Dumbstruck at the damage 'his' creation was causing, and unable to reach them to make them stop, 'he' designed new creatures, the likes of which 'he'd' never thought 'he' would.A sort that even the older, wiser and more experienced gods never dared attempt. 'He' made a creature that could alter itself, change between forms. But even this creature 'he' made sure that every one of its forms maintained that crucial balance between strength and brains. With these creatures, who could be just as smart as humans, but also could never forget the Balance, 'he' hoped 'he' could force mankind to stop and listen.
Wouldn't blame you if you only skimmed it; it's sort of long (And that's just the premise - the actual story is about these shapeshifters trying to fit in with the humans, and spread their message. As you can imagine, though, people aren't too keen on listening to people who turn into animals and claim to be messengers of 'God' tell them that they are doing wrong, living as they are.
I gotta go now; my depth perception's going all screwy and that only happens when I'm absolutely exhausted and I haven't realized it.
