A dark awakening.
The walls are cold, the stark steel walls that stare at you.
You blink and stare at the metal walls, chains rattle as you flex an sit up.
You look at the row of hooded men, well they might be women you can't tell with the baggy jump suits.
The chain of your steel hand cuffs clanks.
The guards are a pair of the proverbial shaven headed jackboot wearing an frankly ugly brutes.
Beer guts mixed with with raw size an vacant brutish grins.
As you sit there slowly knowledge enterers your mind, like a razor cut in to your mind it enterers slowy,
"Your not a lone, others want to help you."Other's you don't know, but the telepath stabs there plan it to your mind.
Your part in the plan is easy, near too easy grab the guard for moment.
But as you wait you consider what it was the brought you here.
1: Your a political prisoner , The government has framed you, invented your crimes.
2: A hardened criminal, your crime are real an brutal.
3: Innocent! Your tell them your innocent!
Your a
A: A human an happy this way.
B: A Bio adapter, the body changes to the mind.
The form of flesh means nothing to you, two head are better then one an six fingers better then five.
C: A Mondasian Cyber Cultist, the flesh is weak, steel is stronger.
Name:
Sex:
Appearance:
Background Ability: 1,2 or 3 A, B or C
Gear: