EDIT: Sorry for the multipost - I'm a WIFI user...There was Braben, the One, who in Elite is called Creator; and he made first the Coders, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought, and they were with him before aught else was made.
(...)Then Braben said to them 'Of the theme that I have declared to you, I will now that ye make in harmony together a Great Game. And since I have kindled you with the Flame Imperishable, ye shall show forth your powers in adorning this theme, each with his own thoughts and devices, if he will. But I win sit and hearken, and be glad that through you great beauty has been wakened into Code.'
(...)Never since have the Coders made any Game like to this Game, though it has been said that a greater still shall be made before Braben by the choirs of the Coders and the Brabenites after the end of days. Then the themes of Braben shall be played aright, and take Being in the moment of their utterance, for all shall then understand fully his intent in their part, and each shall know the comprehension of each, and Braben shall give to their thoughts the secret fire, being well pleased.
But now Braben sat and hearkened, and for a great while it seemed good to him, for in the Game there were no flaws. But as the theme progressed, it came into the heart of Bell to interweave matters of his own imagining that were not in accord with the theme of Braben, for he sought therein to increase the power and glory of the part assigned to himself. To Bell among the Coders had been given the greatest gifts of power and knowledge, and he had a share in all the gifts of his brethren.
(...)But being alone he had begun to conceive thoughts of his own unlike those of his brethren.
Some of these thoughts he now wove into his code, and straightway discord arose about him, and many that coded nigh him grew despondent, and their thought was disturbed and their encoding was bugged; but some began to attune their DDLs to his rather than to the thought which they had at first. Then the discord of Bell spread ever wider, and the Nightly Builds which had been played before foundered in a sea of turbulent bugs.
(...)In the midst of this strife, whereat the halls of Braben shook and a tremor ran out into the silences yet unmoved, Braben arose a third time, and his face was terrible to behold. Then he raised up both his hands, and in one data dump, deeper than the Abyss, higher than the Firmament, piercing as the light of the eye of Braben, aborted the Game.
Then Braben spoke, and he said 'Mighty are the Coders, and mightiest among them is Bell; but that he may know, and all the Coders, that I am Braben, those things that ye have writ, I will show them forth, that ye may see what ye have done. And thou, Bell, shalt see that no theme may be played that hath not its uttermost source in me, nor can any alter the Game in my despite. For he that attempteth this shall prove but mine instrument in the devising of things more wonderful, which he himself hath not imagined.'
(...)Now the Children of Braben are Eliters and Ooliters, the Firstborn and the Followers.
(...)Then there was unrest among the Coders; but Braben called to them, and said 'I know the desire of your minds that what ye have seen should verily be, not only in your thought, but even as ye yourselves are, and yet other. Therefore I say 01! Let these things Be! And I will send forth into the Memory the Foolproof Compiler, and it shall be at the heart of the Ooniverse, and the 8 Galaxies shall Be; and those of you that will may go down into it.
(...)And in this work the chief part was taken by Giles and Nosleep; but Bell too was there from the first, and he meddled in all that was done, turning it if he might to his own desires and purposes; and he corrupted the files.
'The Dodomarillion'
PS: This really was a complete derailment, it probably should end on a Tolkien Spoof thread on Outworld
