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Name: Jack o’Connor,
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Rank: Staff Sergeant
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I started the camera, a blue light clicked on. A sound that reminded me of a bell went off. I eased my way back into the chair, exhaling slowly. The screen infront of me turned on, showing my face and the well lit room. After a brief pause I started.
“Hey there, Specialist o’Connor here. Uh...” I hated this already. Damn doc, damn assistant... nice legs though... Shit I’m recording.
“So Doctor Cecil thinks I should make a video journal. It’s supposed to help me process my interactions with the system. She says ‘no one will view the entries unless a situation arises.’ I guess that means I start going crazy or I’m dead and they need to replace me...” I exhale. I hate this. Talking to myself. I take a look at the notes given to me by the Doc fore I left this morning. Topics to start on. History.
“History... alright, what the hell. My dad was miner. My mom a nurse. Don’t know too much about them. Mom died in childbirth of my younger sister. Dad died in accident when I was 4.”
“So my sisters and I, we got taken in with our uncle, dad’s brother. Jacob, he’s a good guy. He already had one girl, brought us in without a second thought. I should have been better to him.” I take a breath and pause. I try to figure out how much I want to tell.
“So I grew up, lived my life the way any mostly orphaned in mining city does. Badly, and with as little contact with the law as possible. Rolled with a crew for awhile. Brawled, drank, robbed...”
“I got bored of that, fell out with most of the crew, some still talk and drink with me. About two years ago, the family needed money. I knew about one of these warehouses. Where Sagitarius did some research, so I broke in. Figured, steal something that looked important, sell it, hope I don’t wind up shot.” For some reason addmiting to larceny isn’t as painful as talking about the rest of my past. I should probably read something into that. I’ll just drink instead.
“So, jump a fence, pick a lock, etc... and I find myself on a catwalk in a large open area. Like massive hanger large. Right near me, there are these two pools of what I thought were water or something. The far one was this lime green, and the one beneath me blue. It kinda creeped me out. There was this... this humming. I lost my nerve, I turned around to leave when I realized I could hear a splashing. I turned around and, in the green pool, there was this woman, splashing around. It took me awhile to realize, she was drowning.” I was getting excited, I didn’t like this part of the story, but it always got me excited.
“I didn’t see anyone else in the area, so I jumped... Four stories down... into the mysterious blue liquid. No one ever accused me being rational. I got in the stuff. And pain erupted from every part of me.”
“It felt like I was being torn apart. I wanted to scream, but the idea of having the stuff in my mouth, my throat kept me from. I remembered why I was in there. The woman. I swam.”
“Every movement felt slow, and the pain made it worse. I kept going, I got to the edge of the blue and realized there wasn’t a barrier. It wasn’t two pools near each other, it was one giant one.”
“I swam through the divide, where the blue turned green or the green turned blue, and suddenly, the pain was gone. I felt sore, if could still feel the effects, but no more pulling. I managed to get to the woman, who had stopped struggling and was sinking. I got her above water and we floated to the edge. I was trying to force her out, when all her weight disappeared. Then I felt myself get yanked from the pool. I didn’t have time to look at who got me out before something heavy slugged the back of my head.” I took a breath.
“I woke up two days later, an effect of the blue. I got yelled at for breaking in by the guards, threats, whatever. Then someone came in and had them leave. Doctor Cecil, good guy. Talks to much. Bit rabbity. He explained he was working on new way for Valkyries to be piloted. The blue stuff, emersion fluid he called.... Actually he called it something with lots of numbers and large words.”
“Anyway, at the moment it hadn’t been tested by a human, that made me feel really good. He wanted me to stay on base for awhile while he ran tests. He’d pay. So I stayed there for about three weeks.”
“Turns out I’m, what he called, a prime candidate to pilot the Valkyrie he’s building. He offered to pay me to test it, and if the situation arose, actually fight in it. I wasn’t a huge fan.”
“I was going to walk, then Shelly came in. Oh, Shelly is the woman who was drowning, Doctor C’s assistant slash minder. She came into thank me for saving her. She brought her kid with her. The kid asks if I’m the hero who saver her mommy. I try to tell her I’m no hero, but Shelly is practically shouted yes. The kid lunged for me, giving me a hug. She started saying ‘thank, thank you much mister hero.’ When the were leaving, Shelly kissed me on the cheek calling me a hero.” I realize I'm smiling like an idiot, I try to get serious.
“Look, I know it’s stupid but, the life I’ve lived... the person I was... hearing someone think of me as hero. It felt right. I took the job. I had to go to to training for basic Valkyrie piloting, longest two weeks of my life. I apparently had a knack for it, still hold the record for a speed course. Now I pilot the Aleph.” I smile to myself as I think about my ride sleeping in the hanger a building away. I’m suddenly aware of how tired I am. I slowly rise from my seat.
“Okay, that’s enough for now.” I flick off the camera.
1. EchoTech HiPower Beam Weapon: “This? This is the face lazer of doom.” A high powered, high damage, wide beam weapon. Four second beam, five second cool down. Fired from face of Aleph.
2. Variable Weapon Mode Shift: “So... I can either punch or stab someone...” The hands on the Aleph can shift between a blade or fingered mode.
4. Hyper core directional shielding: “Blue Shields... okay” The Aleph’s core generates a shield that completely surrounds it. The shield can be focused through the hands of the Aleph
5. Titanium alloy skin: “Shiny Chrome body, very sexy.” Self explanatory.
^that, but more chrome
Aleph
Personal equipment: Small caliber firearm, kept in storage with emergency supplies.
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Sunglasses
Cigarettes
Gray baseball cap
Photo of his sisters