SIN Sleeth
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Posted - 2014.01.29 07:10:00 -
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-This is a short note, just something to remind everyone of when it comes to lore. More of the true aspect of what your clone could have been. Almost everyone has a sob story about they're whole family dying probably but here is something different. If there is something you'd like me to note on I'd be glad to spend some time thinking about it and bring it up for you.
The question remains simply, of what a clone leaves behind on his road down the path of a warrior. What they had become, or what they had transformed from. Who they left behind, a legacy, life, or dream. Where they had come from, or if they had a family at any point. If they had someone to send ISK too back home...
I sat at my office, chatting through the communication systems. He was twenty already, my son. When you die, it takes away your sense of time. Even if you know you've been out there for days, you sit down, and look at the little boy you left behind. I still remember the day I left, and the hard truth I had to tell him.
"Daddy, why do you have to go to war?"
"To keep you and mommy safe. You don't want bad guys here right?"
"No."
"Didn't think so."
"What if you die?"
I stopped, I had never lied to my son, not once. No little kiddie dreams, no false gods, and today I had to be truthful too. I kneeled down, and looked him in the face. Those large questionable eyes ate into my soul, and broke me with my words. "I won't die. None of us die."
He was sent to an academy, I didn't want him to know about the clones, or the war. A nice private school was all he needed. No social networking beyond talking to me. I never took my armor off during a call, he couldn't see what I was. Today, fifteen years from my leaving I was asked again in our chat.
"Dad... What if you die?"
Again, I stopped, and slowly reached up to grab my visor. Removing it, showing him what used to be his father. What used to be his dad. What was now a soldier. "Sometimes..." I began, looking at those eyes, as wide as the last time he'd asked. The awe that consumed him, the fear, the shock. "Sometimes I wish I could, but none of us son, none of us die."
I am a shadow to the gates of Valhalla. In the mist I shimmer, the light I fade.
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SIN Sleeth
ValhallaCorp
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Posted - 2014.01.29 17:26:00 -
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Denak Kalamari wrote:It's a good story, and definitely with a unique approach. Just as a small notification, which many can get wrong, is that this father figure can't have been a clone soldier for no more than three years at best, and that's if you were part of the very early closed beta.
Personally, you could have him be a regular soldier until three years ago, when he became a clone soldier. Otherwise it's a good story, keep up the good work!
It's an underlying note to be so far ahead. I know, the clones haven't been around that long. It's showing that the war will never end.
I am a shadow to the gates of Valhalla. In the mist I shimmer, the light I fade.
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SIN Sleeth
ValhallaCorp
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Posted - 2014.01.29 21:33:00 -
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Denak Kalamari wrote:
The dying sibling is just as common as the orphan side story. (No offense intended.)
Generally, the whole: "I lost my sibling/parents/significant other/pet dog and now hunger for revenge/redemption/salvation/lost cucumbers!" thing is overused and gotten really dull. My own character's story does not involve any death of some person important to him, but more about finding himself when he was adrift for most of his life.
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Exactly, this is a small note from my own character, and something similar others may share.
I am a shadow to the gates of Valhalla. In the mist I shimmer, the light I fade.
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