1. Post a comment with your character spilling their confessions and innermost thoughts for all to see 2. Go around and comment to other characters ICly, expressing shock, awe, disgust, anger, etc. 3. Discuss, accuse, commiserate, threadjack, etc.
My full name is Riptide of Simanzian Dawn. I was created as an MTO at near the start of a 500,000 year long battle in response to a flood. That's why I turn into a boat. Neither me or my team were expected to live longer than a few hours.
I can't read or write very well. My superiors cared more about me being able to fire a gun. Every time I try and learn it makes me really anxious because I get flashbacks to having to cram before running out into the battle.
I've lost count of the amount of beings I've killed either directly or through collateral damage. Three million years of war is a long time to do a lot of messed up stuff in the name of survival.
There's going to be a mutiny on the ship I live on back home. I know because I'm going to be part of it.
I have friends like you. My own reasons for our revolt may have differed, but I get where you're coming from. We were all sick of being kids stuck in the war machine, in our own way. Literally and metaphorically.
I know you don't think much of us, and humans may be short-lived, but I guess try to trust me when I say that our perspectives aren't all that different.
To be fair, I think most species have a similar perspective when it comes to war. I don't think you understand the concept of having to fight less than an hour after you came into existence, though.
[riptide doesn't like making suffering A Competition™ but he does know mtos went through a special kind of hell.
also he lowkey is making this a competition, fight him.]
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I can't read or write very well. My superiors cared more about me being able to fire a gun. Every time I try and learn it makes me really anxious because I get flashbacks to having to cram before running out into the battle.
I've lost count of the amount of beings I've killed either directly or through collateral damage. Three million years of war is a long time to do a lot of messed up stuff in the name of survival.
There's going to be a mutiny on the ship I live on back home. I know because I'm going to be part of it.
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Except for turning into a boat. That's cool. Is it a yacht?
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Do you want a ride?
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Yeah. That look. I mean when I'm a boat. On the water.
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I know you don't think much of us, and humans may be short-lived, but I guess try to trust me when I say that our perspectives aren't all that different.
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[riptide doesn't like making suffering A Competition™ but he does know mtos went through a special kind of hell.
also he lowkey is making this a competition, fight him.]
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[He ain't gonna call that out, tho] Hah, you're right about that, I guess. Humanity hasn't quite reached that level of fodder production just yet.
At least, where I come from. "Spares" are still cost-prohibitive enough that they're only made for the wealthy to prolong their own lives.
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[he shudders a little, thinking of empurata.]