(- So....do I like, just post an introduction and get on with it? Because that's what I'm gonna do. If it's not right, delete my post and I'll figure out where to put it.-)
A buzzing sound echoed through the leafy jungle as a bright orange laser cut through the foliage. A bonerail thin girl walked through her newly-made path. Her left arm and both of her legs were made out of rusted, old metal parts, looking like they'd been salvaged from out in the desert sand. Her dirty-blonde hair fell to just below her shoulders. She wore a form-fitting black top with the left arm cut off to fit her large metal limb. She also wore loose blue jeans to cover her metal legs and brown combat boots. There was a hole cut in the back of her shirt, revealing a gigantic steel wing, rivets and thrusters poking out at all angles. Her right ear was pierced in four places with small golden studs, and she didn't have a left ear. There was a silver choker around her neck, and hanging from the choker was a black stone tag with her name in small Precursor. Maria. She adjusted her glasses with her flesh and blood hand and poked in a loose wire on her braces. She popped her neck and began to walk once again. "Why by the great Precursors does Torn give me these insane missions?" She asked herself in a gravelly voice. Her voice was high-pitched, but gravelly, as if she gargled with thumbtacks at night. "They're completely insane." She cracked her knuckles and flapped her steel wing, taking her aflight over the treetops....
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