Post by redhavoc on Jul 11, 2011 4:42:39 GMT -5
I stopped talking about a week ago. Don't know why. Just nothing to say. So they're having me write this. Told me to tell my past [this section reomved BLI34868]
I was pulled from the ashes by Better Living when I was 9, literally. The town I lived in was gone in a couple seconds and most of the population followed. I think I had a regular family before that. Dad and my older sister were off at war somewhere and we all gave up meat and sugar.
BLIND put me in a camp with a bunch of other kids and they took really good care of us. We were always clean, well fed, happy. There was alot of crying in the early days, but that faded away with the installation of a big tv screen and [this section reomved BLI34868] and the games they had us all play. I think we played games all day sometimes.
Eventually they moved us to a group of new buildings where they began to teach us everything. In other words, after a couple years off we were all back in school again. We learn everything here from how to be good parents and citizens to chemistry and math. I was never afraid, becuase BLIND always protected us. However, one time a group of outsiders (Killjoys?) blew up a wing of the school and killed a bunch of the teachers. Men in masks came to investigate the incident and we were told they caught the criminals.
I was selected for a special program to combat criminals like that. It's in an underground installation, so I don't even know if it's summertime or not right now. They give me more pills than normal and injections, and sometimes my muscles feel like they're going to rip themselves apart, although they don't look much bigger. My reflexes have improved too, [this section reomved BLI34868]. I can now take out ten Draculoids by myself and they tell me that when I start talking again they'll send me out.
But something wierd happened the other day. Oh, curfew. More later.
-RH
I was pulled from the ashes by Better Living when I was 9, literally. The town I lived in was gone in a couple seconds and most of the population followed. I think I had a regular family before that. Dad and my older sister were off at war somewhere and we all gave up meat and sugar.
BLIND put me in a camp with a bunch of other kids and they took really good care of us. We were always clean, well fed, happy. There was alot of crying in the early days, but that faded away with the installation of a big tv screen and [this section reomved BLI34868] and the games they had us all play. I think we played games all day sometimes.
Eventually they moved us to a group of new buildings where they began to teach us everything. In other words, after a couple years off we were all back in school again. We learn everything here from how to be good parents and citizens to chemistry and math. I was never afraid, becuase BLIND always protected us. However, one time a group of outsiders (Killjoys?) blew up a wing of the school and killed a bunch of the teachers. Men in masks came to investigate the incident and we were told they caught the criminals.
I was selected for a special program to combat criminals like that. It's in an underground installation, so I don't even know if it's summertime or not right now. They give me more pills than normal and injections, and sometimes my muscles feel like they're going to rip themselves apart, although they don't look much bigger. My reflexes have improved too, [this section reomved BLI34868]. I can now take out ten Draculoids by myself and they tell me that when I start talking again they'll send me out.
But something wierd happened the other day. Oh, curfew. More later.
-RH
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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