Post by sasqaricious on Oct 11, 2011 16:05:48 GMT -5
I am posting this background first to see if others will accept it, if not I will create a new pc.
I grew up in the mean streets of Detroit, and ran as the bloodhound gang where I learned so much at the street level and showed a nice aptitude for computers. So much so that I became their chief B&E expert. And that is when life got interesting, especially in the role the gang let me take. But enough of that, as you can tell that is not who I am or where I am now.
No now well even judging by the looks of me, things have changed. Obviously something happened, well to start I guess we need to get the data that I was caught when the gang abandoned me on the hiest. And the judge, well took in fact that I was a minor, but still threw the book at me. Basically in jail til I was 18, but record would be expunged if I went into the military. And the military is where I went.
You know what it was the best decision I made too. Well seemed that way at the time, and you know what, even now I prolly would not change anything. Well maybe if I was not in such a rush to become a (insert rank) I would not of taken on that one last mission. The one where we were invading a laboratory in South America. The one run by the Iraq. The one that was a trap for the team. The one where all but three of us. The experiments they performed on us...well let us just say the revenge was completed on some of us. Some died, me, well I was the last survivor and changed.
When the reinforcements found me I was well beyond the point of reversal. I was, well what the hell. They made me a chick. I mean a chick with powers, but a FRACKING CHICK. And if that was not enough, they started to poke and prod and test me. Just to see what I was capable of doing. Which I gotta admit...I could do some pretty cool things. Were they enough to make up for what happened. I do not know.
The next stage was the discharge from the service and pick up where I left off. Which of course was nigh impossible. I mean I could not reveal to my girlfriend of 4 years what happened. I mean imagine how that would go, "Honey...Yah I'm a chi...." you know what I would rather not thing about it. So I picked up where I left off with the new identity they gave me.
Starting clean and fresh was easy enough, and I was happy even though the job was well below what I both did and was capable of. But is where I met Chris. She was a single mom, restarting her life after a bitter divorce. We hit it off fabulously and started dating. After a month I get to meet her teenage daughter, and 3 months we were living together.
Then the military called with an offer I could not refuse. I told Chris that the military needed me for computer work and that was all I could do. She was just happy as the more money meant a nicer apartment.
I grew up in the mean streets of Detroit, and ran as the bloodhound gang where I learned so much at the street level and showed a nice aptitude for computers. So much so that I became their chief B&E expert. And that is when life got interesting, especially in the role the gang let me take. But enough of that, as you can tell that is not who I am or where I am now.
No now well even judging by the looks of me, things have changed. Obviously something happened, well to start I guess we need to get the data that I was caught when the gang abandoned me on the hiest. And the judge, well took in fact that I was a minor, but still threw the book at me. Basically in jail til I was 18, but record would be expunged if I went into the military. And the military is where I went.
You know what it was the best decision I made too. Well seemed that way at the time, and you know what, even now I prolly would not change anything. Well maybe if I was not in such a rush to become a (insert rank) I would not of taken on that one last mission. The one where we were invading a laboratory in South America. The one run by the Iraq. The one that was a trap for the team. The one where all but three of us. The experiments they performed on us...well let us just say the revenge was completed on some of us. Some died, me, well I was the last survivor and changed.
When the reinforcements found me I was well beyond the point of reversal. I was, well what the hell. They made me a chick. I mean a chick with powers, but a FRACKING CHICK. And if that was not enough, they started to poke and prod and test me. Just to see what I was capable of doing. Which I gotta admit...I could do some pretty cool things. Were they enough to make up for what happened. I do not know.
The next stage was the discharge from the service and pick up where I left off. Which of course was nigh impossible. I mean I could not reveal to my girlfriend of 4 years what happened. I mean imagine how that would go, "Honey...Yah I'm a chi...." you know what I would rather not thing about it. So I picked up where I left off with the new identity they gave me.
Starting clean and fresh was easy enough, and I was happy even though the job was well below what I both did and was capable of. But is where I met Chris. She was a single mom, restarting her life after a bitter divorce. We hit it off fabulously and started dating. After a month I get to meet her teenage daughter, and 3 months we were living together.
Then the military called with an offer I could not refuse. I told Chris that the military needed me for computer work and that was all I could do. She was just happy as the more money meant a nicer apartment.
