Post by recruiter on Mar 2, 2008 0:59:52 GMT -5
name: wes "recruiter" davis
age:26
level: 8
x-fire: no x-fire...sorry
background: my last breath into my first. the shiny glass poured down my throat like a big toxic beverage killing off all senses. the pink goo and painfull prods; wires all around, the angel hovers over me and pulls them from my body. a daemon in my throat slowly gets pulled from the depths of my belly, i escape the goo for a moment here it is... i breath in deep but onley for a second then out of nowere im flushed down a dark hole. turning twisting at high speeds there it is the end i fly out and plumet into the waters below i look up as i float in the water bright lights...there it is again the angel come to save me.this is were i fainted...
. i had a dream. i dreamt of my life before. the one of saddness, toughness. i had witnessed the murder of my mother and father at a very young age. the killer was a very maniacal, malicious, twisted...i dont want to say human because i know now he wasnt, he was just a creature a nasty one. he spoke with an accent something maybe you would hear in europe; brittish or french...im not sure. he had big dark sunglasses a very nice green emerald suit and shiny white long hair. the oddest thing though were his eyes glowing! a deep dark red when he stared it was like he was peering into your soul. those eyes burned a hole in my memory i will never forget them. i still remember the day so clearly.
i had just walked in from school, i opened the door and saw my parents sitting there side by side blacked out on the couch and tied together. behind the couch stood the man about 6 feet tall with his hands behind his back. he spoke to me "hello there wes, why dont you take a seat over there". he pointed in the direction of our lazyboy chair i did as the "scary man" asked and sat down kept my mouth shut.
"you see your mother and father here have been medeling in areas of life that should be kept a secret, they came to close to discovering something they should have just stayed away from you get me?!". he raised his voice a bit to get my attention, my eyes opened wide and i nodded.
right then i gazed into my fathers direction his eyes opened just as wide as mine and he looked in my direction, slowly he gained senses and realized he was tied up and started to yell as loud as he could but onley mufled grunts came out. just as my father yelled the man took out a thin sword about 4 feet long from his coat and with one clean swipe my fathers head seperated from my body i just screamed and shut my eyes i could hear a fountain of blood and felt my body start to get drenched i snuck a peek again at the terrible scene and saw the man take another clean slice right into my mothers head thankfully i shut my eyes before seeing the final result, another blood bath.
i opend my eyes and saw the man standing there with the bloody katana he started laughing a very deep hellish belch of laughter i saw the room filled with pinkish red mist dopplettes everywere. he looked in my direction and began to talk "i dont need to tell you twice to not follow in your parrents dimwitted footsteps do i?" he didnt wait for an answer and just headed for the door he hid the katana back in his jacket. he stopped dead in his tracks with his back to me he turned his head and spoke once more "no i know you will be stubborn just like your fool of a father" he turned and walked twards me he stood right above me, he knelt down and grabbed me by the chin gazed me right in the eyes with his own glowing ones deep into my soul he studied me "yes i see it, your going to be a recruiter i know this, i should just kill you here" he reached in his jacket and grabbed the hilt of his sword, i shut my eyes "i promise you, i will see you again."
i opened my eyes and as quick as that he was gone i thought for a second "was this all a dream?!" then look and noticed the room was still painted in the fresh blood and the bodys still on the couch...this was not a dream. i stood up and ran out the door, ran as fast as i could to nowere i just ran.
the rest of my pod life was nothing special. i lived on the street in search for the one who killed my parrents i knew he was not of this world. i knew there was something bigger to the picture i saw it in the structure of the city the way people lived theyre lives. i slept in boxs, under bridges...anywere to hide from the red and blue lights that scanned the darnkess of megacity in search of scum like me.in short i was considered crazy but now i just know all those pod people.... they were the crazy ones.
........i slowly wake up now i see people standing around me im on a craft of some sort...a metal craft. i see the members of my new family ,my new life, the life of a redpill.....i finally belive.
why do you want to join the trust:i feel the trust knows what it belives in and knows what to do in order to achieve theyre goal. i feel that in training i could become a healthy asset to the trust.
I Recruiter have read and agree to follow the Trust Code of Conduct.
age:26
level: 8
x-fire: no x-fire...sorry
background: my last breath into my first. the shiny glass poured down my throat like a big toxic beverage killing off all senses. the pink goo and painfull prods; wires all around, the angel hovers over me and pulls them from my body. a daemon in my throat slowly gets pulled from the depths of my belly, i escape the goo for a moment here it is... i breath in deep but onley for a second then out of nowere im flushed down a dark hole. turning twisting at high speeds there it is the end i fly out and plumet into the waters below i look up as i float in the water bright lights...there it is again the angel come to save me.this is were i fainted...
. i had a dream. i dreamt of my life before. the one of saddness, toughness. i had witnessed the murder of my mother and father at a very young age. the killer was a very maniacal, malicious, twisted...i dont want to say human because i know now he wasnt, he was just a creature a nasty one. he spoke with an accent something maybe you would hear in europe; brittish or french...im not sure. he had big dark sunglasses a very nice green emerald suit and shiny white long hair. the oddest thing though were his eyes glowing! a deep dark red when he stared it was like he was peering into your soul. those eyes burned a hole in my memory i will never forget them. i still remember the day so clearly.
i had just walked in from school, i opened the door and saw my parents sitting there side by side blacked out on the couch and tied together. behind the couch stood the man about 6 feet tall with his hands behind his back. he spoke to me "hello there wes, why dont you take a seat over there". he pointed in the direction of our lazyboy chair i did as the "scary man" asked and sat down kept my mouth shut.
"you see your mother and father here have been medeling in areas of life that should be kept a secret, they came to close to discovering something they should have just stayed away from you get me?!". he raised his voice a bit to get my attention, my eyes opened wide and i nodded.
right then i gazed into my fathers direction his eyes opened just as wide as mine and he looked in my direction, slowly he gained senses and realized he was tied up and started to yell as loud as he could but onley mufled grunts came out. just as my father yelled the man took out a thin sword about 4 feet long from his coat and with one clean swipe my fathers head seperated from my body i just screamed and shut my eyes i could hear a fountain of blood and felt my body start to get drenched i snuck a peek again at the terrible scene and saw the man take another clean slice right into my mothers head thankfully i shut my eyes before seeing the final result, another blood bath.
i opend my eyes and saw the man standing there with the bloody katana he started laughing a very deep hellish belch of laughter i saw the room filled with pinkish red mist dopplettes everywere. he looked in my direction and began to talk "i dont need to tell you twice to not follow in your parrents dimwitted footsteps do i?" he didnt wait for an answer and just headed for the door he hid the katana back in his jacket. he stopped dead in his tracks with his back to me he turned his head and spoke once more "no i know you will be stubborn just like your fool of a father" he turned and walked twards me he stood right above me, he knelt down and grabbed me by the chin gazed me right in the eyes with his own glowing ones deep into my soul he studied me "yes i see it, your going to be a recruiter i know this, i should just kill you here" he reached in his jacket and grabbed the hilt of his sword, i shut my eyes "i promise you, i will see you again."
i opened my eyes and as quick as that he was gone i thought for a second "was this all a dream?!" then look and noticed the room was still painted in the fresh blood and the bodys still on the couch...this was not a dream. i stood up and ran out the door, ran as fast as i could to nowere i just ran.
the rest of my pod life was nothing special. i lived on the street in search for the one who killed my parrents i knew he was not of this world. i knew there was something bigger to the picture i saw it in the structure of the city the way people lived theyre lives. i slept in boxs, under bridges...anywere to hide from the red and blue lights that scanned the darnkess of megacity in search of scum like me.in short i was considered crazy but now i just know all those pod people.... they were the crazy ones.
........i slowly wake up now i see people standing around me im on a craft of some sort...a metal craft. i see the members of my new family ,my new life, the life of a redpill.....i finally belive.
why do you want to join the trust:i feel the trust knows what it belives in and knows what to do in order to achieve theyre goal. i feel that in training i could become a healthy asset to the trust.
I Recruiter have read and agree to follow the Trust Code of Conduct.
how about Wednesday? im busy on tuesday gotta work late, sorry but yeah hope to see you soon :] ))