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Who's your family and where are they now?

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Wimzy Chent-Shi
Garoun Investment Bank
Gallente Federation
#121 - 2016-01-12 16:52:44 UTC
Chent-shi clan is alive and well in all places low, null and high, thanks for asking. You shall witness our becoming!

Come get some cancer @ my blog !

"This clash of opinions is like cutting onions. We are creating something here, that's productive, ...and then there is also salt." -Wimzy 2016

Morgan Wulver
SAYR Reserve Guard
SAYR Galactic
#122 - 2016-01-13 18:48:56 UTC  |  Edited by: Morgan Wulver
Diana Kim wrote:
Morgan Wulver wrote:
For the longest time I was under the cynical impression at we were all street urchens with daddy issues who by circumstance were given the power of gods to smite who we wish.

MY FATHER WAS ONE OF THE GREATEST SOLDIERS EVER LIVED!
If everyone were like him, we would have won this war seven years ago!

So at last we manage to squeeze information on your former life! Mark my words, I'll figure you out yet ma'am.

Diana Kim wrote:
(Also I thought you were older... since gallentean swines began their invasion into Black Rise exactly seven years ago).

I've never given it much thought but yeah, I guess all of this is relatively recent compared to the age of some empyrians. While much of my apparent age can be attributed to the artificial aging involved in all capsuleer clones to physical maturity, I suspect I've grown pretty far beyond my years as well. As is the case of most of I assume, given our typical lifestyle.

As for how old I really am? Well I'm sure that I've mentioned that without any of my records I really can't be certain, but I had to have been between the ages of fourteen and sixteen when the invasion of Black Rise started. I started combat patrols with Mordu's Legion a year later on the technicality that they really couldn't prove that I wasn't of age. My unit officially disbanded in YC113 just before the battle of Pikes Landing, and I cleared the Academy in two years while taking fast tours in the reserve between semesters as a cadet. Which means I graduated when I was around twenty in YC115.

Kind of absurd, I'm sure, but that's what happens when you take over thirty credit hours. But maybe now you'll be more understanding of how woefully immature I can be.

Kirjuun! Uakan! Teknikiara! Kanpai kameitsamuu! Ra ra ra!

Ophelia Lemm
Mayan calendar
Russian Legion of Honor
#123 - 2016-01-14 14:41:10 UTC
Family, huh...

My parents disowned me, right after they learned that I decided to become a capsuleer during my time in CAS. Their reasons are understandable - few actually believe in consciousness transfer and other semi-spiritual nonsence related to cloning tech. So - as far as they concerned - their daughter is dead, and they were forbidden from paying their respects to the body on top of that all. Never tried contacting them after my supposed rebirth, though I still support my family covertly, if only because I wasn`t the only child. My siblings` view on my decision was... mixed.

I guess what happened next is what they call a poetic justice. My sister decided to follow in my steps, so to speak. To an early grave as my parents would say. And I still shudder every time I talk to her. Why, I wonder? Either way, my opinion on cloning is now rather mixed too.
Malcolm Faust
Cthulhu Expeditionary Force
#124 - 2016-01-17 23:35:48 UTC
Think about my family all the time, still convo my mom once a month.

Most of my entire family live on an island on Josekorn XI, district 6. Shark fisherman, the lot of them.
Good money, but a hard life. And the spiciest shark fin fillet in Panorad, will make the unprepared **** blood.

Two brothers and a sister, and of course my Mom and Dad.

I earned my Voluval the old fashion way, and not long after I became a pilot. I past the test on my first try.
And then I was a capsuleer by 21.
My father would have never allowed it, but my Mom...
Well she has a way about her... Dad had no chance.

Dad suspects, but he's not sure...

Mom... well, Mom... has no idea I'm a clone.