In my room...
Bellamie Asylum 899, date: unknown
As I'm walking from one end of the cell to the other, avoiding to look at the clock above the door, I can't help but wonder how we got into such a mess. I'm fairly certain that the surviving Necs from "the Dragons" must have something to do with this. And since they're back under SLA's protective wings we can't do anything about it, they can mess up our lives until we die. Only possibilities - as I see it - is trying to get them to Orienta again - they might have an accident! Or we'll have to follow the rules to the letter, no bending or stretching - we'll have to be a textbook example, give them no chance of pinning us on anything. Yeah right as if that'll ever happen!
Here I have lots of time to think about what has happened so far. I think about how I met the others, how AAA came into being. Somethings I can't remember that clearly - other incidents are very much alive for me. I want to remember everything I've done so far - even the bad things...
It all began January 15th 899:
I was standing on the station trying to figure out what to do next. The train from Meny was just in and 20.000 confused and newly trained operatives were trying to figure out where to go and what to do. I really had no choice, seconds ago I'd gotten a message from some guy named Azer. He introduced himself as my monitor and asked me to come to his office ASAP where I'd be introduced to my team - funny I don't remember signing up for a team anywhere?!
Azer (weird guy) asked us to take care of ourselves and not get killed during the first couple of weeks. He asked us to do our jobs and not make any trouble for him or ourselves! While he talked I looked at my new teammates: human, human, frother, shaktar, brainwaster (all male as far as I can tell) and a stormer but different from any other stormer I've ever seen. We're told that our team has been decided by a very advanced program to create a team suitable to help the new stormer variant chagrin to find its place in the World of Progress. The stormer is 1 out of 5 chagrin to pass the tests at Orange. He was introduced to us as Blue. The shaktar is G'rrCh'ld, the Brainwaster is Sean, the frother is Greg and the humans are Jack and Allan - all male.
We decided to go get something to eat and talk a bit about individual training and what to expect from our first assignments. We all agreed that we'd try to get something "easy" for our first BPN; since none of us knew eachother we had no way of knowing how this team would work. And we certainly didn't know what to expect from Blue. We'd all seen the commercials on TV about the new stormer variants that'd be implemented next year - but none of us had expected to actually have one in our team - ever!
As I'm walking from one end of the cell to the other, avoiding to look at the clock above the door, I can't help but wonder how we got into such a mess. I'm fairly certain that the surviving Necs from "the Dragons" must have something to do with this. And since they're back under SLA's protective wings we can't do anything about it, they can mess up our lives until we die. Only possibilities - as I see it - is trying to get them to Orienta again - they might have an accident! Or we'll have to follow the rules to the letter, no bending or stretching - we'll have to be a textbook example, give them no chance of pinning us on anything. Yeah right as if that'll ever happen!
Here I have lots of time to think about what has happened so far. I think about how I met the others, how AAA came into being. Somethings I can't remember that clearly - other incidents are very much alive for me. I want to remember everything I've done so far - even the bad things...
It all began January 15th 899:
I was standing on the station trying to figure out what to do next. The train from Meny was just in and 20.000 confused and newly trained operatives were trying to figure out where to go and what to do. I really had no choice, seconds ago I'd gotten a message from some guy named Azer. He introduced himself as my monitor and asked me to come to his office ASAP where I'd be introduced to my team - funny I don't remember signing up for a team anywhere?!
Azer (weird guy) asked us to take care of ourselves and not get killed during the first couple of weeks. He asked us to do our jobs and not make any trouble for him or ourselves! While he talked I looked at my new teammates: human, human, frother, shaktar, brainwaster (all male as far as I can tell) and a stormer but different from any other stormer I've ever seen. We're told that our team has been decided by a very advanced program to create a team suitable to help the new stormer variant chagrin to find its place in the World of Progress. The stormer is 1 out of 5 chagrin to pass the tests at Orange. He was introduced to us as Blue. The shaktar is G'rrCh'ld, the Brainwaster is Sean, the frother is Greg and the humans are Jack and Allan - all male.
We decided to go get something to eat and talk a bit about individual training and what to expect from our first assignments. We all agreed that we'd try to get something "easy" for our first BPN; since none of us knew eachother we had no way of knowing how this team would work. And we certainly didn't know what to expect from Blue. We'd all seen the commercials on TV about the new stormer variants that'd be implemented next year - but none of us had expected to actually have one in our team - ever!
posted by Mette S. Abildgaard at 09:23
2 Comments:
Ok, where's the rest of it??? lol
So you're trying to remember your past eh, big mistake that :)
Thats when you find out you've been set up by (The GM) SLA, or you're really sitting in that nice padded cell as whats left of your sanity unravels... "Please tell Dr Claymore of your problems... Maybe if you do, I can "help" other players just like your self" :)
As an aside, beckground like this on you and the other players, is a good way for the rest of us to see how you tick. :)
keep up the good work
Claymore
Need...more...SLA...
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