Tomorrow won't come without a friend.
A tale of two strangers: Ori, an unwavering member of the Choir, a religious organization with a strict dogma; and Rem, a skeptic who regards the world with caution and questions everything he sees. On a journey through a monochromatic purgatory, their interactions reveal to us an Earth that has stopped turning. A world where humanity has peaked, seemingly both physically and mentally invincible, where the past is forgotten and the people live for their faith, but yet, is haunted by manifestations of our collective past traumas. Our two actors are intertwined, two halves of a whole, faith and doubt: the labor of practicing and believing in dogma, but the lingering doubt of the rules you've lived by buried deep within.
Tomorrow won't come without faith.
The through line for TWC's story and characters is that of religion and trauma. A world that has seemingly healed on the outside, but is still haunted by specters of the past. A world ruled by a institution that instills in its followers a devotion to tomorrow and a rejection of the past, yet who's tools are all related to reliving it. Ori's welcoming embrace of the future, versus Rem's desire for the familiar. The world's steadfast belief in tomorrow, at the cost of their ability to dream of anything better. The absolute faith in a future without ever truly accepting the past, only scrubbing away the undesirable to maintain the illusion of perfection.
Tomorrow won't come without sacrifice.
The Choir seeks to eliminate the Celestials: the errors of humanity, the physical remnant regrets of our species. But they only came about because humanity tried to reach our apex by erasing their existences within ourselves. They are trauma without a host. When we removed our unseemly qualities, they had no where else to go. To err is to be human. To regret is to be alive. Our past is what makes us human, and so do our flaws. We cannot scrub away the unsightly with blind faith, but we can learn to accept ourselves. Only once we can do that...
...Tomorrow will come for humanity.
A tale of two strangers: Ori, an unwavering member of the Choir, a religious organization with a strict dogma; and Rem, a skeptic who regards the world with caution and questions everything he sees. On a journey through a monochromatic purgatory, their interactions reveal to us an Earth that has stopped turning. A world where humanity has peaked, seemingly both physically and mentally invincible, where the past is forgotten and the people live for their faith, but yet, is haunted by manifestations of our collective past traumas. Our two actors are intertwined, two halves of a whole, faith and doubt: the labor of practicing and believing in dogma, but the lingering doubt of the rules you've lived by buried deep within.
Tomorrow won't come without faith.
The through line for TWC's story and characters is that of religion and trauma. A world that has seemingly healed on the outside, but is still haunted by specters of the past. A world ruled by a institution that instills in its followers a devotion to tomorrow and a rejection of the past, yet who's tools are all related to reliving it. Ori's welcoming embrace of the future, versus Rem's desire for the familiar. The world's steadfast belief in tomorrow, at the cost of their ability to dream of anything better. The absolute faith in a future without ever truly accepting the past, only scrubbing away the undesirable to maintain the illusion of perfection.
Tomorrow won't come without sacrifice.
The Choir seeks to eliminate the Celestials: the errors of humanity, the physical remnant regrets of our species. But they only came about because humanity tried to reach our apex by erasing their existences within ourselves. They are trauma without a host. When we removed our unseemly qualities, they had no where else to go. To err is to be human. To regret is to be alive. Our past is what makes us human, and so do our flaws. We cannot scrub away the unsightly with blind faith, but we can learn to accept ourselves. Only once we can do that...
...Tomorrow will come for humanity.