NOTE: Last week I lost a significant chunk of my story, which took all the wind out of my sails. In order to at least get my mix up, you'll notice that halfway through the mix/story, my descriptions change. I no longer have the actual story. Instead, I've opted to simply explain where the story WOULD be if I still had it. Hopefully you'll understand and still see where I was going with this.

Earlier Note: You will get the most out of this mix if you listen to it at night and mentally enter into this world. First look at the title of each song, and then the overall sequence of songs. The feel of each song contributes to each scene. Picture the chapters in your head. Our main character is Bram Driggers. The night is blue.

It has been many years since the first robot uprising. For decades, humans and robots had lived side-by-side, working together in unison. Government agencies like the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA) and the National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA) continued to fund next-generation robotics research. With financial backing from the world's largest corporations, these advanced Uber-Bots became staples in our society, even holding leadership positions in the corporate and government realms.

Time progressed and both human and robot technology became more advanced. The robots (now forming the loose foundations of what is today known as the Disparate Robata Chrystalline Emirates) grew intolerant of the human race's inherent inefficiency. As humans continued to make detrimental decisions that compromised the stability of their environment, the robots’ logical programming systems detected faulty problem-solving techniques and mobilized to override the human race. After forcefully gaining control of the federal government, the robot violence subsided. A so-called peace treaty was issued by the robot council, and a pact between elite robot and human leaders was made. But the damage to the human way of life was done. Many had been forced to leave their homes. Others were silently kidnapped in the night, taken to robot labs and transformed into mutant human-robot hybrids. Whole sections of cities, deemed unnecessary and useless by the DRCE, were abandoned by humans and robots alike.

Although quality of life for most humans had decreased significantly, overall violence and frequency of robot attacks had also decreased, leaving many content with this marginal existence. Others, however, were not content. An underground movement slowly began to take shape; a resistance made up of humans and sympathetic robo-human hybrids. They began using the desolate city sections to mobilize and recruit new members. Hidden safe houses and bunkers were constructed across the land. Although very limited and reserved for the most dire circumstances, or the right price, black market Uber-Bot weapon technology became available via the underground network of Revolution supporters.