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Space Slut

The Dead do not Squeeze and Please

Created on 2002-08-11 04:15:15 (#663952), last updated 2007-05-28

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Basic Info
Name:Personal Liberation
Birthdate:08-31
Location:Never Land, B.C., Canada
Website:The shadows I’ve trapped
Bio
I Am An All Powerful Amazon Warrior
Not Just Some Sniveling Girl
Blixx


(B) Biogenetically-engineered
(L) Living
(I) Interactive
(XX) female.


Blixx, I was created to be one of many, just a copy of the same mutation duplicated over, and over, and over. Spliced between a human hybrids and some from of exterritorial life. Created in a lab, then incubated inside an unwilling human host. They kept her sedated, her 4th or 5th time carrying an unwanted being inside her body. some babies were born compealy alien, they were killed at fist site, most babies were still born, with horrid deformities. but out of the 300 made 173 were born perfectly, healthy and exactly the same in every way, but it was clear I wasn’t like the others. I was defective, I looked more alien the others who matched my DNA.
My eyes were the dead giveaway, they were large and bright, like my alien ancestry, I was much smaller then the other babies, I cried, and cried when the others just slept. There bodies grew rapidly but there mentality stayed childish. Where my body grew at a normal human rate, yet my mind was highly developed. I possessed powers the others didn’t. one year after birth, the others were fully developed in to adult hood. Where I remained a one-year-old child. They placed me in a foster home, I wasn’t able to ajust to life in a family, I was use to tests, and examinations, I was use to being treated as a object, as s piece of technology. Not as a child
I began using telekinesis, moving things from one side of the house to the other, bringing things to my incapable body, family after family in and out of foster care. I learned to control my powers, to hide it. To mask my identity in a solitary personality. I kept to myself, the lab assumed I had forgotten, or lost my powers, and I kept it that way, until I was 13. in an argument with the last of my foster fathers who had attempted to abuse me, I had used my powers. He had a massive heart attack. His wife has witnessed he fight, she saw me use my hands in mid air, like I was grasping something, then he fell to the floor clutching his chest. I had caused it, I was a witch girl.
The lab was now after me, knowing I had powers beyond there understanding, that some how in my creation I was altered into what ever I am now. So at the age of 13 I ran away, still very small for my age, still with huge alien eyes, I ventured out into the world. I had fully defected.
It wasn’t until I was 15 did I meet the man who would save my life countless times. He worked for the very people I had loathed and feared for all this time. But he wasn’t like them, he understood my problem. He studied my case for years, he felt like he knew me inside and out.
I had been attacked by some other street kid, I was bleeding pretty badly. He came and offered his help, but when he flashed his badge I ran. To weak to get very far he soon caught up with me. he understood my fear of Dr.s and treated me back at his apartment. That is where I stayed, I developed my mind skills, I was able to read into peoples thoughts, look into things to come, things that have passed, I was able to move things miles away with a thought alone, I was able to stop hearts with one word, I was able to brake glasses with a thought. I help him solve long cold cases and in turn he let me live with him. He kept me hidden.
Now tree years after out partnership began. He’s on the run, just like I was. He refused to take me with him.
He left me a bundle of cash, with a hand full of fake ID’s, he dropped me off in the middle of an off the map town, where no one would bother to look for me. so this is where I hide from my fate. I’ve met a boy who I seem to get along with very well. We’ve even started a relationship together. I live in a trailer by my self for now. No one would ever look for me here. All that remains of my past is this.

And the knowledge that someday my ancestors will come to take back this planet…..that my fate, and yours hasn’t even begun to unfold.

You have to believe, because the truth is out there






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