This is a guest post by Manzi. Manzi is a UX Designer for the University of California, Irvine. He also moonlights doing Social Media for iO West, an improv comedy club in Hollywood. This article was originally posted on The Verge Android forums but has since been edited and enhanced with illustrations created for Android Police.
In a presidential memorial library somewhere out in the Sunnyvale area, cell carriers, hardware manufacturers, and innovators all came to dance in a single hall. The lights were dim. The music was passionate in the John Hughes kind of way.
It was the November of 2007, and together they comprised the Open Handset Alliance. And boy did they dance!
Google was a smart and awkward kid. He had a lot of years under his belt but couldn't compete in the consumer market as well as the other guys. For all his abilities, he was still a nerd. Constantly bullied and called names by the other hardware giants, Google came to this dance alone.
HTC had been working with other companies for years. However, after dating one too many assholes, she gave up on herself and lost her identity. She only came to the dance because her friends made her. HTC would have much rather been at home working on new designs for phones she thought were cool, but often ahead of their time.
The music played strong. Bodies swayed. The two stood on opposite corners of the hall, slowly walking towards each other.
After spending a couple years hanging around Samsung's posse he was let down immensely by Verizon, Samsung's buddy who partnered with Google to release the Galaxy Nexus, a terrible collaborator with whom he vowed never to work with again.
Google, frustrated and jaded with his experiences, began to cheat on Samsung by seeking out others in the dark hours of the night. LG approached him and together they made the Nexus 4 and 5. Later, Asus helped him put out the Nexus 7 – twice. Google was just getting by. Samsung, concerned with Google's distance, grew worried about their fading bromance.
Google was not doing well. The constant partying and isolation from the high life was making him feel low. He hated himself. He felt trapped and used.
One day Google was walking down a dark alley. In the corner he found Motorola. She used to be the prom queen but now she fought for garbage.
"I used to be just like you, living like a rockstar. Partied so hard with Verizon and AT&T... it was amazing... but now... no one will even look at me. I just want to make something good again." she said.
Google was drunk, angry, and just wanted to get revenge.
Motorola, down on her luck reluctantly obliged. Anything had to be better than being on the street.
Google bought Motorola, but Motorola couldn't make Nexus devices. She wasn't good enough and Google didn't want people to start talking.
Making the most of the situation, Motorola made the Moto X while Google watched closely. It was the best thing Motorola had done in years. With a bit more confidence, she made the Moto G and Moto E. She was finally feeling like herself again.
Google needed time to think. Motorola, knowing she was just being used, accepted her new owner. All she wanted to do was make phones again with whoever would have her.
While Google continued down this path of self destructive discovery, HTC was rebuilding herself. Following her Dream, she became quietly brilliant. Those old designs she had been working on kept her going.
She made them by herself. Beautiful pieces of hardware that the world grew to love. HTC was coming back... or so she thought.
For all her hard work, they just didn't sell well with the likes of Samsung looming overhead. But that didn't phase her. She kept on trying.