Allan White Freeman
AAA Business guy...
Born and raised in Suburbia, with a dictatorial mother, a henpecked father, and an older sister who shot herself at the age of ten. His mother always sheltered him from the harsh world of SLA, litterally. Whenever the TV channels were broadcasting footage with a violent or sexual content, his mother would personally cover his eyes. His mother always blamed rivalising companies for all the bad stuff in society. Everything was their fault: streetcrime, narcotics, real estate prizes, bad food quality, the rain, everything.
His mother always made plenty of food, and you had to eat up; otherwise a Thresher Sarge would evnetually drop down your block. Because of the food, and total lack of exercise, Allan ended up becomming quite chubby.
As regards learning, school was really great, but in the recess Allan would either hide or sell half his oversized lunchpackage for protection. His mother allways gave his father strictly orders to drive Allan all the way to the front door. During the drive his father would tell crazy fairytales of the time when he rampaged warworlds. This would be the only time that Allans' father even dared to open his mouth.
When the mother turned 30 Allan wanted to give her a present which could prove his love for her. He sneaked out at nigth and found a tatooist. Here he got a heart with “mother” drawn on his arm. Eventhough he had made a cake and decorated the house with flags, his mother completely freaked out when she saw the tatoo. Allan was grounded for a year and Allans' dad got beat up. This year he spent playing SLA-station and reading websites about SLA Industries and its rivals.
One day Allan found a SLA operative entrance examination. He fullfiled the test mostly for fun, but was however admitted. He knew his mother would never aprove letting him become an operative, so he made her believe that he was going to work at grandpas' old office. He actually meant to tell her when he had finished his training as an operative, but she was so proud of her son, so he didn´t want to break her illusions.
Allans' interactions towards the rest of the squad:
Blue: A true Karma wonder; deadly effiecient, deadly scary, all in all deadly
Phoenix Blood: Resolute, protective, and with razor sharp claws; kinda like mum
Jack: First-rate SLA Op. – If there were only more of his calibre (and with his calibre), I would be able to sleep better at night
Sean: Dangerous and unpredictable; like a bomb
Born and raised in Suburbia, with a dictatorial mother, a henpecked father, and an older sister who shot herself at the age of ten. His mother always sheltered him from the harsh world of SLA, litterally. Whenever the TV channels were broadcasting footage with a violent or sexual content, his mother would personally cover his eyes. His mother always blamed rivalising companies for all the bad stuff in society. Everything was their fault: streetcrime, narcotics, real estate prizes, bad food quality, the rain, everything.
His mother always made plenty of food, and you had to eat up; otherwise a Thresher Sarge would evnetually drop down your block. Because of the food, and total lack of exercise, Allan ended up becomming quite chubby.
As regards learning, school was really great, but in the recess Allan would either hide or sell half his oversized lunchpackage for protection. His mother allways gave his father strictly orders to drive Allan all the way to the front door. During the drive his father would tell crazy fairytales of the time when he rampaged warworlds. This would be the only time that Allans' father even dared to open his mouth.
When the mother turned 30 Allan wanted to give her a present which could prove his love for her. He sneaked out at nigth and found a tatooist. Here he got a heart with “mother” drawn on his arm. Eventhough he had made a cake and decorated the house with flags, his mother completely freaked out when she saw the tatoo. Allan was grounded for a year and Allans' dad got beat up. This year he spent playing SLA-station and reading websites about SLA Industries and its rivals.
One day Allan found a SLA operative entrance examination. He fullfiled the test mostly for fun, but was however admitted. He knew his mother would never aprove letting him become an operative, so he made her believe that he was going to work at grandpas' old office. He actually meant to tell her when he had finished his training as an operative, but she was so proud of her son, so he didn´t want to break her illusions.
Allans' interactions towards the rest of the squad:
Blue: A true Karma wonder; deadly effiecient, deadly scary, all in all deadly
Phoenix Blood: Resolute, protective, and with razor sharp claws; kinda like mum
Jack: First-rate SLA Op. – If there were only more of his calibre (and with his calibre), I would be able to sleep better at night
Sean: Dangerous and unpredictable; like a bomb
posted by Mette S. Abildgaard at 11:12
3 Comments:
*Applause*
Very nice back story. :)
Reading that, you "almost" feel sorry for the guy... I said almost, ok? :P
You have to wonder when the serial killer side of him will come out to play, with a family background like that, I'd want to "hurt" things :o
*more applause*
Keep up the good work. :)
This one is written entirely by Mikkel who plays Allan. Allan is one of those characters you know is either going to
A) explode and kill the world
or
B) die by the hands of a 10 year old with a CAF
or
C) faint in a critical situation breaking his neck
I just hope the rest of the team get the hint and write a bit about themselves - unfortunately they're a bunch of lazy old gits ;)
But I figure I'd better write some background on Phoenix - soon - or maybe when I'm done putting together what we did saturday.
Now how many chance do I have when asking for a background on Blue?
Love to hear his story on al this (rank 5 obsession with stormers). :)
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