This is such a fun place to play. So much inspiration:

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Life at Manticore was tough. It was supposed to be, to make them tough, make them strong, make them into soldiers.  X5-599 knew this, knew that to survive he had to be the best soldier, tough, smart, strong, and capable. As long as he did whatever the trainers and handlers and techs told them to, he could survive. That’s what they were built, ( Read more... )

“Huh. What d’you think, Sam?”

“I think he’s the twinky version of you.”

“Hey!”

“What? Look at him. You really gonna argue with me?”

“Guys, I’m right here,” Alec interjected, scowling. And he thought his day couldn’t get any weirder.

But no, it seemed his curse to perpetually live in interesting times. Realizing that the latest stretch of ( Read more... )

Sometimes Alec really hated his life.

Drawing a deep breath of damp, smog-filled air as he stomped his way out of the apartment building and towards his motorcycle, he tried to will his body back under control. He was a genetically-enhanced, well-trained assassin; control was something he should have in spades. But no. All it took was one whiff ( Read more... )