I'm the number that doesn't belong
Always alone, silent my song
I've done some good and a whole lot wrong
I still don't know if I can stay long
I've done something that cannot be redeemed
Regreting it still, the old wound bleeds
A constant cannot change
So deep I bury this rage
My restraint as unbreakable chains
Holding in Fury
Untill things get blurry
And I snap.
You don't wanna see that.
I'm distracted alot as the world goes by
I'm an idiot, I can't deny
I also may have an obsession with PI
Among other things...
Sometimes I'd like to have something like wings
I don't like heights though
Should introduce myself now so,
I like playing with lightning and fire
I'm the Mathmatical Outlier -bows-
outlier[out-lahy-er] out·li·er /ˈaʊtˌlaɪər/ Show Spelled[out-lahy-er] Show IPA
1. a person or thing that lies outside.
2. Math. For a set of numerical data, any value that is markedly smaller or larger than other values or markedly different from the rest
Outlier, or Mo, as she now answers to, is a young woman in her late twenties who often wishes she were male. With her faithful companion Thunderbird, always by her side, she's come along way from growing up and facing different challenges. The pair now try harder to stay out of trouble with Lotus gone. Ironically while trying to stay under the radar, Mo was recently "drafted" and now keeps herself pretty busy working as a new driver for the local Grasshopper Express bus system. She still lives alone when not staying at the bus depot, and loves her big new awesome dysfunctional family.
Not usually allowed to work by herself just yet, most of the time Mo is found working with her mentor, Jimmy, an older Express driver who "adopted" her. However sometimes she has to work different routes with some of her other seniors like Nathan, Brian, Lewis, Etienne, or Andre. Each bus driver has a badge number that identifies them; Mo's being '4011'. While Mo is technically the only "Anonymous Gifter" of the Express, the other bus drivers do sometimes have adventures of their own and something to say from time to time.
The young apprentice behaves herself most of the time, although she dislikes repeating herself and can be quiet and nervous around large groups of new people. She loves anything to do with cars, buses, sheep, bees, or food, and often has a tendency to make jokes/threats involving pineapples. So far she's driven all sorts of bus routes in the Express, as well as three of the four types of buses in the fleet and has wisely grown to respect Old Man Winter. When asked, her favorite buses to drive are the large, 60 ft. articulated Neoplan buses, due to their size. Her least favorite to drive are the smaller, 40 ft. NABI Hybrid buses, because they can get very crowded. However, while she tolerates the Nabi hybrids, Mo flat out refuses to work with the Orion 7 hybrids at all, even under threat of being fired or losing pay. She and the foursome even refuse to acknowledge each other at times.
Feel free to approach Mo, or any of her seniors anytime you need a ride somewhere or a traveling companion. Although the bus drivers may be a bit of an odd crew, the safety of their passengers ALWAYS takes top priority -- even above their own lives.