This is Anthony Robert Wells, 18/11/1982, this is a imprint of my work, so it cannot be stolen and/or lost. Born 252b Dalston Lane,e8 London. I am not Tony Wells. and have no connection Nicky Wells or the rest of the wells, I am an orphen of war. https://anonpaste.com/share/antony-robert-wells---ideas-18111982-e9b6205ca6 It’s been a week now since they last let me go to the toilet(shit). They’ve been doing this on and off for 11 years now. It’s exactly how they killed my uncle Tony Wells, and my grandad Frank Wells. They keep saying they’re not going to let me go until I die too, so they can steal all my work with my other family who were already on their side and helped them kill tony and frank. This is not a story or a lie, simply the horrible truth.
“The Signal” “This has happened before.”
“I still live in that movie universe, where everything is going to be good and okay..” A.R.W “Virtual War” - A game set in the future, where the world fights a virtual war. Who will you fight for? “TimeChanger” - A device can send the whole world back through time, and everyone can still remember their life. This happens once every 50 years, meaning everyone can live forever, yet stuck in time. “The impenetrable nature of truth.” “I can’t cry, because I have been crying all my life.” - Forgotten song(90’s) “I’m tired of being alone.” - Forgotten Song(????)
“Vector” - A platforming game. “I Want To Be A Killer” - For every bad man that falls, a thousand good people will rise.
“Chess Soccer” - A game where you can move your pieces with a tactical ball in play. pass/shoot/score/tackle. “A Pretty Picture.” “Echo Falls”
“Ninja Blade” - “Kaos War : Rise Of The Fallen” “Nova Storm”
“Orb” A camera that takes a 360 picture and displays on it’s round orbish surface,
“The World Of Tomorrow” “Rebel Faction” “Killer Movie” - A parody of murder tv series, like sopranos and The Wire, where every episode/moment is just waiting for the next gruesome murder/kill.
“Death Cage” - There is only one escape.
“The Human Equation.” “On” “Full Metal Conflict.” “State Of The Art.” “Traces of a lost world.” “Buried in the sand.” - Been spendin’ most my life… “Happy Patterns”
“Star tales.” - A epic fantasy/sci-fi rpg set across a galaxy of space faring worlds. “Life at superspeed.” “Freedom song” - “Story teller with a story to sell, angel on his way to hell. “ - Song lyrics, AW. EMERGENCY Genre: Sci-Fi / Psychological Drama Tagline: "He was born into suffering. He awakens into paradise." SYNOPSIS In the year 4019, humanity has achieved utopia. There is no war, no hunger, no suffering—only peace, beauty, and boundless life. But in a world where suffering no longer exists, something else is lost: the ability to truly appreciate paradise. And so, the Emergence Program is created. Newborns are placed into an advanced virtual past, where they experience an entire lifetime in a world of struggle. They live, love, suffer, and endure—until the appointed time when they awaken into the real world. Transformed. Humbled. Ready. This is the story of Adam, the first of his kind. ACT ONE: A Life of Struggle Adam is born in 1982. His first cries echo in a dimly lit hospital room, his mother exhausted, his father absent. His childhood is filled with familiar struggles—a single mother working too many hours, nights spent listening to arguments through thin walls, the quiet hunger that never quite goes away. He grows up in a world of rain-slicked streets, flickering neon signs, cassette tapes, and old televisions. His life is not extraordinary—just real. As the years pass, Adam endures the struggles of adulthood. He faces love and loss, success and failure, betrayal and redemption. He watches the world shift around him—the fall of the Berlin Wall, the rise of the internet, the endless wars and crises that shape the decades. By the time he is forty years old, he has known pain, joy, regret, and resilience. He has lived a full, flawed, and deeply human life. Then, something changes. ACT TWO: The Universe Begins to Speak It starts as a whisper. A voice, barely perceptible, murmuring at the edges of his awareness. At first, he dismisses it as imagination—the product of exhaustion or daydreams. But as the months pass, the world around him begins to shift. Not in ways he can explain, but in ways he can feel. The sky seems brighter, the wind carries voices, and the stars seem to pulse with hidden messages. Reality itself begins to… notice him. When he walks the streets, he hears his name in the rustling leaves, in the hum of the city, in the crash of waves. When he looks in the mirror, his reflection lingers a moment too long, studying him as if aware. Then, one night, he dreams of a golden city. A plac…
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