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 Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:46 pm
In the year 2127, the Epsilon Corporation came into power as the greatest company on earth. The Epsilon Corporation was a company responsible originally for medical research. Their greatest accomplishments were the Delta systems. These systems, were living, breathing human beings, created and raised within the Epsilon Corporation, being carried by surrogates until they were born. They were taught the ins and outs of the entire corporation and its workings. However, they were also developed with special powers. With the Delta systems as their sponsers for a better world, the Epsilon Corporation quickly rebuilt our city. All of our problems were supposed to be solved and our lives were supposed to be better. The Epsilon Corporation promised us that there would finally be peace. They lied...
When the Delta systems reached the age of seven, the Epsilon Corporation revealed their true motive. With the four Delta systems, named Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Omega, they took over the world in seven short years. A few of us rebels realized what was happening and retaliated. The Epsilon Corporation responded by sending out the Delta systems to the lower sections of the city where those of us who can't afford that cushy lifestyle live, to teach us a lesson.
When the rebels were located, the Delta systems destroyed the rebel compound and several of the rebels themselves, using their incredible powers to do so. Four years passed after that and the Delta Systems are now eighteen years of age, and while they still must obey their orders and their handlers, it seems Omega is beginning to have a change of heart on her written out destiny...Will this change result in chaos and the death of us all, or will we be saved by the ones created to destroy us?
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:49 pm
The Resistance has repaired themselves and now see an opportunity to capture the weakest of the Delta systems, Omega, and use her knowledge to bring down the rest of the Delta systems and the Epsilon Corporation. Due to the powers given to Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Omega, many are hesitant about doing so.
When the Delta systems were created, each were given powers. Alpha was given incredible strength along with the ability to torture people with his mind alone. Alpha was created as a male, the stronger and more violent part of the Delta systems. He finds himself to be unstoppable and is the leader in the Delta systems. He will not hesitate to put any of the Delta systems in their place.
Beta was given an incredible amount of knowledge on technological systems. Beta also possesses incredible strength, but is not as strong as Alpha. Beta was created as a female, and is the calm, confident part of the Delta systems. She is the second in command in the Delta systems and takes her job seriously.
Gamma was given an unusual ability, to make it simple, he is a genius that is mainly responsible for negotiations and analysis, and when things don't go in the Epsilon Corporation's favor, then he will use his strength to correct the problem. He is not as strong as Alpha or Beta, but Gamma was created as a male and the quiet, calculating part of the Delta systems.
Omega was also given incredible strength like her counterparts, however Omega is the weakest. Omega was given the ability of telepathy and telekinesis. She can also see into the future to a certain extent. and was created as a female, the sensitive and understanding part of the Delta systems. She is just as intelligent as Gamma and Beta, but she rarely speaks up, as Alpha is quick to put her in her place. Omega is the only one that really can understand normal human emotion, and that is why she is starting to have a change of heart.
Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Omega have been raised within the Epsilon Corporation all their lives. They were carried by normal human surrogates, virtually sucking the lives out of the women. When they were seven, the Delta systems were ordered to kill their surrogates, which they did. They have been taught about normal humans, but lack what seems like common knowledge to most. They do not know much about the outside world or things like tears. They are almost like robots, as they have never dreamed, only eat when they are hungry, and rarely need comfort. To be kept in line, each of them have a handler, a normal human, hired by the Epsilon Corporation to make sure the Delta systems follow orders and obey. Their handlers are also responsible for taking care of their assigned system and knowing everything about them. If the system is injured, it is their responsibility to give them medical attention, as well as making sure their system has rested and eaten.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:52 pm
Rules
Keep it PG13.
Romance is encouraged, but please keep guild rules and Gaia TOS in mind!
Besides the Delta Systems, no one else has any sort of power.
NO GODMODDING!!!
Please use third person, and write like it is a story. Don't write *this* for actions. That includes not txt talk. Please type out words correctly. I don't care if spelling is sometimes bad, but don't purposely mess up words. Semi-lit to lit only.
Don't kill anyone's character without permission unless you do it to your own.
Please, don't take a position here if you're going to post once and never come back.
Pm me profiles, and title them 'Never speak' of you are a part of the Epsilon Corporation, if you are a part of the Resistance, title them 'speak now'.
I reserve the right to add rules as I feel needed.
*Except for Raven and I, there is a cut off of 2 characters for everyone. Raven and I have a cut off of 3 characters.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:55 pm
Open Positions
The Epsilon Corporation
Alpha
Alpha's Handler
Beta
Beta's Handler
Gamma
Gamma's Handler
Omega
Omega's Handler
Scout
((Ummm...pm if you have more ideas...))
The Resistance
Resistance Leader
Second-in-Command
Weapons specialist
Delta Systems specialist- Knows almost everything there is to known about the Delta systems except for the more intimate details that only their handlers know.
Scout
Spy
Assassin
((I'll make more if you have a position you want added.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:56 pm
Profile Skeleton(For Delta systems. Age may not be changed) My surrogate named me, [b](Name)[/b].
My designated position is [b](Alpha, Betta, or Gamma)[/b].
I am a [b](Gender)[/b].
I am [b]18[/b] years old.
I feel [b](Personality)[/b].
My story is [b](bio)[/b].
They say I am a [b]monster[/b]. (Appearance) (Every one else) My parents named me, [b](Name)[/b].
My job is [b](Position)[/b] and I work for [b](Epsilon Corp or Resistance)[/b].
I am a [b](Gender)[/b].
I am [b](age)[/b] years old.
What happened in my life has made me [b]9Personality)[/b].
My story is [b](Bio)[/b].
They tell me that I'm [b]normal.[/b] (Appearance)
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:58 pm
The Epsilon CorporationBattle Ram My surrogate named me, Alexander. My designated position is Alpha. I am a Male. I am 18 years old. I feel Cold and quiet, as well as often times violent. I tend to have a bit of a temper and take my aggressions out on others and other things. However, I am also one that would rather just be left alone, interacting with others only when I have to.. My story is The same as the other Delta Systems. Why do I need to repeat it for you lot anyway? I never cared for my surrogate parent, so when I was ordered to kill her, I did not hesitate. I am not human after all, why should I carry such idiotic emotions as guilt and remorse? The woman knew what she was getting herself into when she agreed to have me. Since then I have led the Delta Systems throughout whatever orders the Epsilon Corporation has given us. It would be during one such event that Omega, that blasted incompetent girl, failed me, so to punish her for her failure I removed her arm. Even though we were young at the time, failure was not an option. It remains the same now, even though we have aged.. They say I am a monster. But I think I look Harmless...mimki My parents named me, Kezziah Lacey. My job is Alpha's handler and I work for Epsilon Corp. I am a Female. I am 21 years old. What happened in my life has made me a very paitent person. I have learnt to easily adapt to Alpha ever changing moods. I can anger easily though i usually never show it.. My story is i was brought up like anyother person, in the war. My father hated Epsilon Corp, he did everything he could to destroy them. As well as joining the resistance. His choices is what drove the rest of my family to do the same, appart from me.
Epsilon's intentions may not be for the good, but admitedly it would help alot of matters.
I quickly signed up for Epsilon Corp when i reached an age that they'd take me seriously for. Working my way quickly up the ranks and to my current position, as a handler. They tell me that I'm normal. ShadowLadyRaven My surrogate named me, Odelise. My designated position is Beta. I am a Female. I am 18 years old. I feel calm, confident, and completely detail oriented as usual. Don't be fooled by my normal sweetness, for every rose has its thorns. Generally I am more pleasant than Alpha, but that doesn't mean you should test my patience. Especially when it comes to work. My story is something I don't deem you necessary to know. Anything you need to know has already been told. I was raised by a human, and when I was ordered to kill her, I did. I realize this causes discomfort, but look at it logically. She held no more use to us in any way. Simple, yes? Good. The only other thing you need to know is that I am the best out of anyone at dealing with technology of any sort. Computers, TV's, radio, cars, anything. Now please excuse me, I have much work I need to do. Enjoy your day. They say I am a monster. Moralistic Dyslexia My surrogate named me, Eiji. My designated position is Gamma. I am a Male. I am 18 years old. I feel as much as I need to feel. Which is a lot. I was designed to understand people, to connect with human beings in order to negotiate. I have learnt how to analyse every emotion a human feels, and how to mirror that emotion, or react accordingly. My genius, if you will, allows me to read people perfectly. I am designed only to feel what it is necessary to feel.. My story is the same as my companions, if you will call them that; although I rarely get the chance to bond with my companions; after all, they are not my opponents...
But it is not a history I wish to revisit. Events have occurred, leaving memories that I'd rather were left undisturbed. Because of my surrogate, I have experienced such emotions as distress; helplessness, if only briefly. They are unpleasant. . They say I am a monster, but I know I am really a weapon.. Maya Freana Maya Freana"]My surrogate named me, Nyx. My designated position is Omega. I am a female. I am 18 years old. I feel sensitive and understanding. I find humans interesting and wish to learn more about a normal human life. Recently I have felt a change of heart, since I am the only one that seems to understand normal human emotion or want to learn about it. I feel something in my chest when I think about my surrogate, but I'm not sure what this emotion is. Is it sadness? I am still learning much about emotions and what is appropriate and what is inappropriate. I can easily overreact to a situation still.My story is certainly interesting. I was created in the Epsilon Corporation and was raised to learn about the world around me, but only to take over the world. When I was seven I killed my surrogate mother. Her name was Emma. She loved me...it's a shame she had to die. I have always obeyed orders and have always been abused by Alpha, as I am the weakest. When we were twelve, Alpha ripped my left arm off to teach me a lesson. I was fitted with a mechanical arm and it still functions well for me. My disability does not slow me any, though it is a weakness if anyone were to know about it and disable it and only leave me with one functioning arm so it is covered with a synthetic skin to make it look as though nothing ever happened.. They say I am a monster. I don't have a name yet! I hope someone names me soon.. My designated position is Epsilon. I am a Female. I am 4 years old. I feel nothing yet because no one has found me!. My story is a secretive one. Four years ago the Epsilon Corporation decided to create one more genetically modified human, just like the delta systems. They made me, Epsilon, in hopes that in twelve years I would take over control of the Delta systems, making Alpha's rule obsolete since he doesn't listen to orders and constantly causes expensive damages to the other delta systems. Currently, I am still being hidden from everyone, including the handlers, even from the other Delta systems and they have no idea about me. No one except the few scientists in charge of me know I'm different from my siblings. I'm being 'raised' in a sleep chamber and everything is being taught to me while I sleep. I don't know that much right now, I'm only four, but I've never actually been awake before either. I know what my siblings look like because images have been implanted into my mind, but right now, I'm still learning and am still not allowed to wake up. I'm supposed to be the company's best project. In a few weeks they're going to wake me up to test my powers against some prisoners and I'll get to see what I'm capable of. I wonder what I can do?.... They say I am a monster. But I think I'm cute!
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:59 pm
The ResistanceMoralistic Dyslexia My parents named me, Haruko. My job is The Leader and I work for the Resistance. I am a Male. I am 24 years old. What happened in my life has made me a firm, but fair leader. I never force my team into something they don't want to do; I've suffered great personal losses for the cause I'm fighting for, and I wish never to impose that upon somebody else. . My story is mostly boring detail. I got lucky; I was married by 22. A wife and a kid, I thought I'd be happy for the rest of my life. That was changed. My family were 'unavoidable casualties', in a Delta attack on my workplace. Apparently some of the higher ups had angered the wrong people in Epsilon.. My wife was just passing by with my son...
Now, I fight for the memory of them, and for everyone else who has lost something to the heartless company Epsilon. . They tell me that I'm crazy..Maya Freana My parents named me, Amaya Caldwell. My job is Delta Systems specialist and I work for the Resistance. I am a Female. I am 26 years old. What happened in my life has made me very reserved and quite. I can't really connect very well with people since my intership at the Epsilon Corporation. I'm still haunted by the things I have seen but I will gladly give my life to see this end with the Episilon Corportion on its knees.. My story is rather confusing. I started out in the high parts of the city, my parents being scientists that worked for the Epsilon Corporation, they got me an internship there was I was only sixteen years old. I was appointed as Omega's handler and I learned much about the Delta systems. Luckily I had arrived after they murdered their surrogate mothers, and I was Omega's first handler. When the Delta systems turned twelve, I could no longer bear to watch the destruction they caused everyday, so with the help of Omega, we faked my death and I ran away from the Epsilon Corporation, knowing they would never just let me leave, I would have been killed anyway. I joined up with the resistance to help them stop the very people I worked for so many years ago and I just hope everyday that the corporation still thinks I'm dead. . They tell me that I'm Normal. ShadowLadyRaven My parents named me, Evette Barabella. My job is Assassin and I work for Resistance. I am a Female. I am 20 years old. What happened in my life has made me quiet. I don't see a reason to speak unless I have something to say. Besides, it's absolutely necessary to be able to not make a sound. Don't mistake this for aloofness, I can be perfectly friendly trust me. Never question my loyalty just because I can be hired to kill anyone, I will never work for Epsilon. My story is one filled with blood, death, and darkness. It is a mystery, and it remains that way for a reason. I don't want to endanger anyone else in my life. When one kills for a living, you make enemies that look for weaknesses in your character. It is best not to add to that list. Forgive my shortness, but it is best. All you need to know is that I loathe Epsilon Corp and will gladly accept any mission required of me. They tell me that I'm normal. My parents named me, Damian Cain. My job is Second-In-Command and I work for Resistance. I am a Male. I am 23 years old. What happened in my life has made me flirtatious, and rather pleasant to be around. Ah, but times are hard so some don't like how I can be somewhat carefree. This doesn't mean I don't take the situation seriously, you ask anyone and they can tell you I take it more seriously than most. I've lost much, and Epsilon needs to pay. Dearly. Now, how about we go discuss those battle-plans with the Chief hm? My story is one filled with running, battles, girls, one night... Er... sorry. *ah-hem!* My family was on the smaller wrung when it came to a job for Epsilon. Hell if I remember though. I just went to school, and generally had free run when it came to what I did. I remember going underground before all hell broke loose. I remember losing friends, colleagues, and family (even if cousins and the like) when the Delta system struck the rebels. I remember things I wished I hadn't had to do to survive, I remember much. Maybe too much. In any case, whats past is past, now it is time to focus on the future.. They tell me that I'm normal.mimki My parents named me, Luna Kirian. My job is Weapon specialist and I work for Resistance. I am a Female. I am 16 years old. What happened in my life has made me Strong willed, though i am easy to anger and to calm. But my self controll has improved since before. My story is i was i was born during the war, into violence and dispere. I never knew my father since as soon as i was born, he was taken away to fight. Like most people, he never returned. Despite the look of the war, i sighed myself up for the resistance at the age of 12, working my way up quickly to become the best i could. In an attempt to end the war and prove that action does work.
Many of my fathers traits have made me reach this point, though my mothers ability to adapt to other peoples nature really does help. They tell me that I'm normal. Though i'm not.xX_forever_sunday_Xx My parents named me, Lucien De Luca . My job is Spy and I work for resistance. I am a Male. I am 20 years old. What happened in my life has made me Friendly and personable, usually makes for enjoyable company.. My story is Being a member of the De Luca clan he was born with the ability to change his appearance at any time, although he has a few favorites he switches often. He gained control over this ability and mastered it soon after in manifested around the age of eight. He left his parents to join the resistance around the age of sixteen. soon after he had his first run in with a delta system and after seeing their popwer first hand he is totally convinced that they need to be destroyed.. They tell me that I'm normal, but this is the face they see.unorthodoxx god My parents named me, Soma. My job is Scout and I work for Resistance. I am a Male. I am Twenty Six years old. What happened in my life has made me Bitter and Cold. My story is ...I never had the luxury of living amongst the walls of the city, my parents were nomads living on the unsettled land that had long since died out. My father would always look out on the horizon and tell me that I was meant for something great...Is this what you had in mind? I grew up learning old tactics taught to my father years ago, and over time I became quite skilled as a smuggler of illegal arms. Everything was simply fantastic till my jobs started to take me into the walls of that hulking behemoth. I smuggled massive amounts of weaponry to a group called the resistance, and none of it felt right. Perhaps I should have listened to my hunches...Those things killed my parents and friends, and I simply stood there and watched as it was all taken from me.
I had no where else to turn, so hear I am working for the only people who would accept an outsider like me. It seems like my job these days is to plot out the land and report back, but I can't complain really...They need me for a reason, and why does it really matter who lives or dies? As long as there is work...I no longer care what the job is... . They tell me that I'm normal. Soma
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 5:01 pm
heart heart heart Accepting! heart heart heart
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:46 pm
heart heart heart Open! heart heart heart
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:47 pm
Nyx
The Omega  Another day of pointless missions.... Nyx thought to herself as she brushed out her hair, put it up in a ponytail and headed to her door. Setting the brush on the table next to the door, Nyx took one last look at herself in the mirror, lightly bringing her fingers to her right eye, which was dark and slightly puffy. She had received her lovely black eye from Alpha, of course it was only what was left of a far worse beating. She had spoken out of turn to protest how he was handling a mission and he had beat her within an inch of her life. Had Nyx fought back, she probably would have faired better, but the girl never fought back. It was better to just take the beating and take some time to recover so she didn't have to go on missions where she would have to kill people. Of course, the dark bruise was a nice compliment to her blood red eyes. They had been like that since birth. Merely a small defect when she was originally created, but it didn't help with the image of her being a soulless monster. With a deep sigh, Nyx opened her door and walked down to the main room where her counterparts had yet to gather to receive their latest mission. Nyx had been recovering from the beating from Alpha for a while, however yesterday her handler informed the Epsilon Corporation that she was fit to resume missions, so Nyx had no choice. She took a seat at the table, making sure to stay far away from Alpha's seat, knowing much better than to do anything to make him angry, though she also knew in the back of her mind that she would make him angry sometime today anyway. The Delta system decided to occupy this small amount of free time to make sure her artificial limb wasn't broken in any way. She balled her hand into a fist a few times and then touched the ends of her fingers to her thumb one by one, then turned her arm over for a quick inspection of the whole thing. Seeming satisfied, Nyx folded her arms across her chest and then closed her eyes while she waited for her 'siblings'. I don't want to do this anymore....
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:02 pm
Amaya
Delta Systems Specialist Amaya was going over a few figures from the last mission as she walked the long corridors of the Resistance's new base. They had only been there four years so far, but it was better than staying at their last base that the Delta systems destroyed, considering it would be suicide to do so. The Epsilon Corporation still did not have any idea where the new base was, and using her knowledge of the Delta systems, Amaya planned to help keep it that way. If the correct electrical frequencies were used outside the resistance hideout, Nyx's powers would be blocked and Odelise would be unable to detect it with her skills, as great as they were. Amaya had no desire to see a repeat of what happened four years ago, and she was determined to help stop the Epsilon Corporation by any means necessary. It seemed no one else was quite up yet, and if they were, they were being pretty quiet. Still, it didn't seem to bother Amaya too much as she made her way to the main room, still keeping her nose buried in her notes, trying to see what else she could uncover.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:43 pm
I am the Alpha...
He had been pacing in his room, counting the tiles as he walked, six forward, six back... six forward... six back.... Normally it proved to keep his mind off of whatever it was that had been bothering him, something to sort of quell his boiling anger. However, this time it was not helping. They had still yet to find where the resistance was hiding at now, the rats had dug even deeper into the walls of society and were currently undetectable. Omega was being her normal weak and irritating self, needing time off after her last screw up to recover. If it had been left completely up to him, then she would still have been sent out on the missions that had occurred during her absence. She was getting soft... too soft. It was starting to irritate him.
He would grit his teeth, finally grabbing the chair that sat behind his desk, the only other piece of furniture in his room aside from his bed, and hoist it up, tossing it across the room to shatter against the far wall. Her failures were unacceptable! And what was worse, they were going to start impeding their mission capabilities soon, he just knew it! Her incompetence and failures drove him insane, so much so that he often toyed with the thought of just killing her, but he knew that if he did that, not only would he receive some sort of punishment, but it would weaken their force substantially. She may be an incompetent failure, but she was still a strong part of the team.
With a sigh, he would grab his white coat from the bed, sliding his arms into it as he walked out of the room. As he made his way down the hallway, people took care to avoid the brown haired boy's gaze. Though his emerald green eyes looked inviting and kind, they were quick to turn sharp and piercing, most of the time for no real reason at all. He would slide his hands into the pockets of his jacket as he neared their meeting room. It would soon be time for another mission, so the rest of the Delta Systems would be gathering here shortly. He vaguely wondered if Gamma would be able to make it back in time for this one... Meh, his loss if not.
He paused in the doorway and scowled, seeing Omega sitting in a seat already. "Good to see you're finally back." he said sharply as he made his way to the table, his foot hooking under a chair to slide it out for him to sit in, his green eyes glancing over at the female, "Let's hope you don't ******** up again." he would finish as he settled himself back into the chair to await further orders.
[[arg, photobucket is being a pain in my arse. I will make the post prettier later.]]... You will obey me.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 2:46 pm
"I will burn down those houses... L una Kirian Luna slowly arose from under the belly of her mechine. She'd been working on re-wiring it all day due to parts of it dislodging in the last attack.
"Hopefuly that shouldn't happen again now" she said quietly to herself, feeling it was her fault it happend the first time.
Bending back over and kneeling again next to her aray of mechanical devices, she picked up a flame touch to melt the parts she'd ripped off to get to the wires, back on again. Carfully making sure she got it right and smooth.
Once finishing she stood once more, now feeling slight pains in her lower back from being on the floor all day. Though she still smiled through the pain at her work, as it lay before her. Luna moved forward, picking it up by the handle which was farsened to the top of it, and walked over to the far wall. Placing it out of the way. It just so happend to be her favorate, appart from the sniper, weapon to use. The Rocket Launcher XIC 731, which frankly by now it was probably something totally different due to the range of parts she used to fix it.
Luna walked out and down the coridoor of there new place, she still haddent got used to it. She hated moving constantly since she attached to objects and places easier than most.
She reached out her arms zipping up her jumper, which was covered in substances such as oil and metals.
"Its always cold. Why is it always cold" she said quietly to herself reaching the main seating area. Luna emidiatly walked to the center of the room and lay on the cold marble floor, removing her jumper and lifting her top so that her bear back touched it.
It stopped the burning sensation in her spine for awile. (( Sorry, i can't seem to get the picture to go to the side ; m ; ))"...With my weapons of death"
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 3:07 pm
Nyx
The Omega Of course. Of course it had to be Alpha. Nyx saw Alexander walk in and sighed inwardly. He addressed her rather harshly, though she didn't move, only looking up to make eye contact with Alpha. "I apologize for my inability to heal faster, however it was the corporation's decision to pull me from active duty, not my own." She answered calmly, keeping eye contact with him. "However, I will try to improve my mistakes." She murmured as she finally looked back down at her arm, her handicap. While her bionic prosthetic was connected to her nerve endings, making it function just as a regular arm would, Nyx knew it was not the same as having her original arm. There were still too many flaws, too many things that could go wrong with the prosthetic. I don't want to do this anymore....
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 3:41 pm
"]"I know you all too well..." K ezziah Lacey Kezzie walked silently down the hallway, staring down at her data pad, flicking through her collected data on Alphas emotions the last day.
"This can't be good" she said touching her forhead knowing that this could go one of two ways.
Kezziah flicked through to his current movement section, which made it much easier to find him. Luckily today he haddent ripped the tracker off, which he used to do alot when he was little.
Making her way into the main lobby, where Alpha and Omega sat. Kezziah stayed quiet, refraining from commenting on anything since she knew excally what Alpha was like.
Though she still took a quick glance at Omega, who looked well enough to start the missions again... Which was... a change.
Kezzie walked around the both of them and stood far behind Alpha, trying to read his emotional stance. Placing her Data pad away she stood still, waiting for him to talk or for them to remain silent. "...Yet you don't know me."
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