RP; CONRAD VINCENT ALEXANDER'S OLD BIO
The Past: Back in the day my life wasn’t much on the excitement level, it was rather content. I lived in a simple home with my parents and my younger sister. My father worked as a butcher at the local butcher shop and my mother was the typical house wife, very domesticated. My sister and I weren’t spoiled, so to speak, and we learn the value of money, life, and all that ‘educational’ stuff most parents teach their kids. When it came to my little sister, other than both of us being good in school and intelligent, her and I didn’t spend a lot of time together nor did we have anything in common really. I kept my head in the books mainly because I wanted to learn more about the rapid advancement with technology. I couldn’t even tell you what my sister was into…I’m more of a land person as she is more into the world of oceans and all that water stuff.
It wasn’t until the death of our parents that I became more protective of my sister, Cassie. Now don’t get me wrong, I always stuck up for my sister, it’s only natural. I remember coming home a few times with a bloody nose and my wrists bruised from the punches. I can explain all that later on though. Our relationship changed after our parents death though, I was always told death drew family closer, but never experienced it until then.
In jr. high and high school, I wasn’t exactly ‘Mr. Popular’, high school especially. It was very cliché to the schools you see in movies and television shows with the ‘click’ groups. I wasn’t in the chess club or anything, but I was in the science club and that didn’t reward me any popular points with the rest of the school. It paid off though, science club and keeping my head in the books. I skipped two grades in high school. I spent my freshman year with determination to be at the top academically, and then I was ‘promoted’ to senior the next year. When that happened, I decided to apply to MIT. One of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
Once again I was determined to work hard when it came to my knowledge and education with technology. I spent full years in college without summer breaks. The atmosphere and culture of Massachusetts was very different than California. I felt very much at home there. Maybe it was because I was among fellow people who were had the same interests as myself. I was always tempted to call up Cassie and tell her move up there with me, but I never did. I knew that her love for Marine Biology would be better sought through in California.
When she told me about getting into Santa Cruz for Marine Biology, I took a break from classes and drove back to California to make sure she got settled into her new life. During this time, I witnessed something very unusual. Cassie had to get a picture of some urchin things when we reached the ocean. Her clumsy ass ended up falling rocks into the ocean. Man, I was so scared, I didn’t want her dying on me. Hell, I admit it, I didn’t want to be alone in life. I’m not a fantastic swimmer, but I rushed down there to try and save her. By the time I reached her she was claiming she was already fine. But here’s the weird and unusual thing…she was under the water for an abnormal about of time. Basically she was under long enough to of had to have CPR when she got out of the water. When we got something to eat afterward, she confessed something even more unusual. I know, how can breathing underwater get more weird? Well, it did. She told me she turned into some kind of liquid form. It’s hard to think logical when something like this happens. Many times I wanted to chalk it up to an illusion of the mind, but I believed her.
A couple of weeks after that incident, I found myself in a similar situation. Even though I was in one of the best colleges in the states, I wasn’t exactly ‘rolling in the dough’. My home computer wasn’t exactly up to date with the rest of world, however I did have the up to date programs on it. One night I was going to work on a few research projects that I missed while I was gone in California. My computer decided it was time to ‘die’ on me. I’m very good at repairing computers (PC’s, notebooks, and laptops), so I got my little repair kit and began to fix it. While fixing it, I felt a weird vibe flow me and my computer ‘told’ me exactly what was wrong with it. I wasn’t even to that point of troubleshooting when it ‘told’ me.
Relationships: In high school, I had a very brief relationship with one of my lab partners, Francine Greene. First official girlfriend I ever had. We both shared a love for science and that is what attracted us to each other. Little did I know she was also more so attracted to women than men. Francine thought it was merely a phase, but then embraced it after she broke up with me. I then decided if I were going to date again it would be with women the opposite of myself.
Enter Emilee. Three years of hell and heaven spent with her. I met Emilee through her brother, Charles. Charles and I were friends when I was at MIT. How we became friends is still a bit of a mystery to me. He grew up with wealth and popularity, and I did not.
It was my 4th year at MIT, when Charles, myself and couple of our other friends went to party being thrown at the Davenport Estate. I’m not too big with the party scene, but I admit I did have a good time that night. After a few tequila shots in my system, Charles thought it would be hilarious to dare me to ask out one of the girls across the room. I had no clue that the girl he dared me to hit on was his little sister, Emilee. He thought she would shoot me down right on the spot, due to the fact he thought Emilee’s taste in men would be of ‘higher standards’. When she agreed to go on a date with me, Charles was shocked and that is when I found out they were brother and sister. I felt that I should call off the date, but oddly I didn’t say anything. It must have the way she talked about my eyes.
During our three year relationship, Emilee and I always had our up and downs. She liked to party and I was more into learning and working. I couldn’t keep up with her lifestyle and I couldn’t ask her give it up just because I couldn’t party every weekend, she was too used to it. There is a big different in classes between people and in this case, it affected us. She wanted to fly around the world and I didn’t want her paying for my expenses.
After our break-up, I didn’t do what most men would probably have done. I wasn’t the type to go out and bang the next chick that crossed my way. Once again I dove into my work. This time, I decided to test out my abilities to the max of what I could do then. (More info on my ability further below)
For the next few years I randomly dated a few women with no success of a true relationship vibe. When Daisy came into my life I was stunned that another gorgeous woman would have interest in me. Call it my ‘low self-esteem’ if you must. I always considered myself an average looking man.
Even though Daisy and I only went on a few dates, I enjoyed her company. She loved the fact that I was into the advancements of technology and the fact I wasn’t a typical male. Something about my intelligence she adored. Even though she said adored me, I couldn’t get over myself being with another overly attractive woman, especially one who was actually a model. I felt I didn’t deserve her. I see my dad kicking my ass for leaving her for my own petty reasons.
Family Business: When Cassie and I discovered we both had abilities, we pondered what we could do with our lives with them. There was so much we could with few limits stopping us. We could do just about anything, except literally fly. I still find it odd that she is an ocean-nut, and has this power to breath under water and transform into liquid. Then you have me, the computer geek who can now ‘talk’ to them. There’s more to our powers, but you get the gist of it all. At least you better.
Day by day I would read the newspaper, the news online, or watch the local new station. All I could think about how dumb the world was getting, no matter advanced we get. I really think the world is heading into an “Idiocracy” future. If you’ve never seen that movie, you better rent is asap. So basically the majority of the population is reading about all these celebrities, with all the money, giving it to charities they know nothing about really. If they knew 25% of what mainly goes on with most of these charities, would they even donate? And what they hell with the doctors these days? Inventing a pill to make a man harder for sex when we’re still looking for the cure for the common cold? Now don’t get me wrong, sex can be a healthy thing. But seriously, where is our intelligence heading in this world?
I remember going for a walk one day, on my way to visit my sister Cassie for our usual pizza and beer nights. I’ve never been a person who wanted wealth, fame, and have everything handed to me. However, when I was walking that day I must’ve passed 15 homeless people. Fifteen! Why aren’t the wealthy people in the world using their money to build more shelters for these people?! It’s true sometimes a homeless person doesn’t try harder to make their lives better, but it’s also true that it’s harder for them to attempt the process without enough to live on. They can’t just walk into a McDonald’s all grudged out asking for an application.
Alright, enough of my rambling there.
After having a serious conversation with Cassie, we both decided to do something very dangerous and illegal. The kind that could land you jail for a very-very long time. We became thieves, and not the pick-pocketing kind. With my ability alone, we could bypass any top of the line security system and make us legit Identification cards with a fake name on them. With her ability, she could sneak into any vault and snatch up anything. Think of it; she turns into liquid, I walk into a bank, I shut off all the cameras or the electricity if I wanted, she goes into the vault, she bags tons of money, she liquefies again, she gets out, I turn the cameras or electricity again, I leave…done and done.
Antarctica/Experiments: Classified until further investigation.