Thanks for your greetings guys… I’ll bring the story here, a brief synopsis, just to give you an idea about my plans:
Neuronicon XIII, a nice little planet in a galaxy far away, is more or less controlling most of the trade and politics in a distant solar system. The neuronicons are good guys - there’s no doubt about that, but since they have the power, they also have enemies. For the past 300 years they have been safe, not exposed to any major attacks from their antagonists - mainly thanks to their technology, effective defensive systems and financial superiority.
The most obvious reason for their technological advantage is their use of an extremely radical approach to clustered computing. Every city across the planet is in fact an enormous CPU, and every city is connected to the main server - a CPU of insane proportions installed several miles under the planet’s surface. The power of this setup is indescribable - among it’s features we find the capability to accurately predict the local future, which undoubtedly is the key to the neuronicons’ successful living.
The scene I’m about to model and render occurs at a very sensitive point in time. After 300 years of peace and quiet, it just so happens that the main server CPU is acting a bit strange from time to time. The neuronicons have decided to replace it with a new one. This is not a very simple task, since the processor itself is about as large as a 50-floor building and has to be hauled up by several large freight ships. Unfortunately the enemy forces have found out when this operation is to take place, and they plan to launch a massive airstrike at the very moment the CPU goes offline - the brief moment when the neuronicons are merely sitting ducks with an inoperable defense system.
A backdrop with the huge CPU being pulled out of the ground to the left, long wires running from it to the freight ships hanging high up in the air, searchlights flashing, a swarm of enemy fighters around the CPU like flies on a pile of dung… a soft watery landscape heading towards a nearby city/node to the right… In the foreground, a single but mean-looking battledroid waving a big chaingun, and just behind it our hero, Lord Panzerpants, right arm pointing to the sky, his hand holding the remote for the planet-auto-destruct-o-matic just in case he has no choice but to blow everything up rather than surrender the planet to the enemy.
It’s the ultimate battle for the Neuronicons.
No matter how it ends, nothing is ever going to be the same.
I’ve got some thumbnails sketched up so far, but I’ll post something better later on instead.
Rock on, and good luck to all :buttrock: