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WILL YOU SING ABOUT THE MISSILES
AS YOU DRY ODD NUMBERED LIMBS?
BACKSTORY
childhood
fingers pressed into animal corpses to try to forget the man that hurt. stared at like livestock at a festival.
pre-separation
doing what you are told gets you places. feigning smiles is enough for some people, too. he studies advanced mathematics and is pulled into playing on the pro hockey groups because he's genuinely good at it. team strifes lead to a blade to the face and a brawl ensues, near-gutting and expulsion being the final result. factory work is the only thing to satisfy the time until the CHAIRMAN proposes espionage work. it's work that can't be refused, in any such case. bored work in town leads to meeting the beloved DOCTOR, curious people come into bars you know.
post-separation
CHAIRMAN is a great family friend. everything can be repaired and re-acquianted with. there is no need for personal identity. doing what you are told gives results, you serve your purpose. being a lapdog isn't bad if it is for yourself. well, there's not much to remember anyways. it's hard to know how the days go by, even your colleagues don't even think you're there. how is your work even being completed? well, surely you were bound to fuck up, and nobody even handed you a bullet to save yourself. new york is a busy place, so there are always eyes on you. one man can only keep going so long on his own, time to say goodbye to your soul.
trial
like a bad penny. a lab experiment. utterly useless at the hands of someone with mutual love. but also, every primal fear is stabbed and prodded. lesser than a dog. dissecting rabbits on government funding. sobbing and sickly and full of medication. you can try to move pieces to gain an advantage only to have the board snapped in half. psychological manipulation is nothing and surgery is nothing, acid is poured into every crevice to make sure every prior trauma is activated and that the wounds are all torn open. restrained not out of premise but because autonomy is undeserved. given up.
post-prosthesis
given some sort of divine enlightenment, like some martyrs shit. surely grows into the form of the pale rider, this is where the immortality kicks in. at this time he's also relearning how to be a person again but is welling with hate, for pretty much everyone. the self harming behavior doesn't dissipate but now there's no consequences. people stop having value, now the mentality is - i've suffered, now you have to too. everything needs to be a matted bloody mess, but it can't be, because there's order. still terribly prone to manipulation. even when he thinks he can escape the grasp, his actions are so warped by the words of others that his autonomy doesn't even exist. he wishes to wipe out the earth of people and replace them with machines for peace, the means of cleaning is the atom.
fingers pressed into animal corpses to try to forget the man that hurt. stared at like livestock at a festival.
pre-separation
doing what you are told gets you places. feigning smiles is enough for some people, too. he studies advanced mathematics and is pulled into playing on the pro hockey groups because he's genuinely good at it. team strifes lead to a blade to the face and a brawl ensues, near-gutting and expulsion being the final result. factory work is the only thing to satisfy the time until the CHAIRMAN proposes espionage work. it's work that can't be refused, in any such case. bored work in town leads to meeting the beloved DOCTOR, curious people come into bars you know.
post-separation
CHAIRMAN is a great family friend. everything can be repaired and re-acquianted with. there is no need for personal identity. doing what you are told gives results, you serve your purpose. being a lapdog isn't bad if it is for yourself. well, there's not much to remember anyways. it's hard to know how the days go by, even your colleagues don't even think you're there. how is your work even being completed? well, surely you were bound to fuck up, and nobody even handed you a bullet to save yourself. new york is a busy place, so there are always eyes on you. one man can only keep going so long on his own, time to say goodbye to your soul.
trial
like a bad penny. a lab experiment. utterly useless at the hands of someone with mutual love. but also, every primal fear is stabbed and prodded. lesser than a dog. dissecting rabbits on government funding. sobbing and sickly and full of medication. you can try to move pieces to gain an advantage only to have the board snapped in half. psychological manipulation is nothing and surgery is nothing, acid is poured into every crevice to make sure every prior trauma is activated and that the wounds are all torn open. restrained not out of premise but because autonomy is undeserved. given up.
post-prosthesis
given some sort of divine enlightenment, like some martyrs shit. surely grows into the form of the pale rider, this is where the immortality kicks in. at this time he's also relearning how to be a person again but is welling with hate, for pretty much everyone. the self harming behavior doesn't dissipate but now there's no consequences. people stop having value, now the mentality is - i've suffered, now you have to too. everything needs to be a matted bloody mess, but it can't be, because there's order. still terribly prone to manipulation. even when he thinks he can escape the grasp, his actions are so warped by the words of others that his autonomy doesn't even exist. he wishes to wipe out the earth of people and replace them with machines for peace, the means of cleaning is the atom.
RELATIONSHIPS
→ OVERSEER: it's joever and it's so back. weird exes. but also they cant exist without each other. i cannot express their relationship better than doc and ichise from texhnolyze.
→ ADMIN: oh it's complicated. he uses her to get off, she extorts him. well, she wants his arm. and free blackmail cuz playing with people is fun :D
→ CHAIRMAN: holding him on life support. pulling many many many strings. does not see him as human.
→ ADVISOR: hates his fucking guts. doesnt matter who/what he is, ideologically it's a fight and he just wants data and fame.
→ ASSISTANT: feels bad but complicit anyways.
→ ADMIN: oh it's complicated. he uses her to get off, she extorts him. well, she wants his arm. and free blackmail cuz playing with people is fun :D
→ CHAIRMAN: holding him on life support. pulling many many many strings. does not see him as human.
→ ADVISOR: hates his fucking guts. doesnt matter who/what he is, ideologically it's a fight and he just wants data and fame.
→ ASSISTANT: feels bad but complicit anyways.
TRIVIA
→ fav food is grilled cuttlefish
→ would probably get into bar brawls over sports. .... POTENTIAL HOOLIGAN!!!
→ full of nerve damage. burned his fingerprints off with hydrochloric acid (on purpose)
→ cries more than you'd expect. a little pathetic.
→ cannot cook too well. to be fair he didn't have a lot to work with
→ robotic arm is connected to nervous system directly, can transfer info i/o
→ not conventionally human, can sustain grievous injury and regenerate (later) but also has issues processing pain in general
→ has strange looking eyes but probably the everyday man would just see them as normal blue eyes. scary (i don't want to draw that)
→ would probably get into bar brawls over sports. .... POTENTIAL HOOLIGAN!!!
→ full of nerve damage. burned his fingerprints off with hydrochloric acid (on purpose)
→ cries more than you'd expect. a little pathetic.
→ cannot cook too well. to be fair he didn't have a lot to work with
→ robotic arm is connected to nervous system directly, can transfer info i/o
→ not conventionally human, can sustain grievous injury and regenerate (later) but also has issues processing pain in general
→ has strange looking eyes but probably the everyday man would just see them as normal blue eyes. scary (i don't want to draw that)
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