Wotq, officially named Wheel of Time Quake, was the brainchild of author Robert Jordan, but the biological child of several hard working Quakers. Although Wotq was never born, the quake community mourns not only the (titular?) death of Wotq, but perhaps the death of the laissez faire attitude the media industry had for homebrew non-profit creators.

The shadowy black hole that ultimately consumed Wotq left no footprint, no gravestone, no trinket but a memory. The implicit treaty between the parents of Wotq and Tor, who owns the intellectual birthright, was not broken until it was too late to act. Like some eraser, Tor set out to efface any trace of their "bastard" child. Apparently, Tor was in a relationship with Miss Unreal, who agreed to carry the "official" genes of the Wotq clan.

Even in incubation, the precocious Wotq looked like it would shake the quake world. Unfortunately, Wotq lived in a time of politics, laws, and botched ancestry. In reference to this, the parents of Wotq said, "The Wheel of Time turns and Ages come and go..." They are saddened by the loss, but remain optimistic that they can modify remaining Wotq genes enough to satisfy the Tor clan. The news of Wotq's death on May 16, 1997 travelled fast through the quake community. Quakers everywhere mourn the death of stillborn Wotq.

The parents of Wotq vowed to rise up from the ashes and have announced that, in some better form, Wotq will be reborn.

please, visit the grave, or send a letter to parents.