Now I know what you’re all thinking, and ‘No’ not that experiment. That took place in the 1980’s. The experiment I’m talking about was in the 2000’s. The Doc and his two sons were working on a way to make his Delorean time machine obsolete. They came up with a sort of ‘one-way time window’ that would allowed them to see into the past or future without interfering with the timeline, thus eliminating all threat of temporal paradox. The idea was sound, but when they finally tested the prototype that they built… well, it didn’t quite do what it was supposed to do. What it did was create a random dimensional wormhole that led from their garage right to where I was standing. i.e. an ally where Clu’s soldiers had cornered me. I was immediately taken from my world and dropped right into Doc’s world.
of course, you all know what eventually happened. My entire race was purged by Dickless here.
was “lucky” enough to be in Arjia city right when Clu decided to attack. I can honestly say, without any exaggeration,
that I literally stared death in the face that day. However, there was something going on that no
one in that universe knew about or could have predicted. At the same time as
the purge, a scientist from another dimension was about to conduct an experiment
that would save my life. That scientists name was Dr. Emmet L. Brown.
Depending on how long you’ve been following me, you might already know that I was a professional GameGrid combatant back on the Grid. The only event I really took to was the Obstacle course event, but oh boy, did I take to it. If you can recall Anon’s parkour prowess from “Tron: Evolution”, just imagine those skills and multiply them by about… seven, and you’ll have a good guess of how skilled I was. I was in the top five, all time fastest runners at my peak, and I got all the attention for it. I got all the best render mods (clothes), I spent time with all the most respected and influential programs, short of the actual administration, and I got lots and lots of feminine attention, if you know what I mean. I lived the celebrity life, and…
…well, I loved the praise and admiration, but, to quote a famous Porsche, it didn’t feel “happy”.
Alright, I’m just going to go ahead and say it. I’m a terrible blogger. I thought that all I needed to do was introduce myself and then wait for all the questions to come rolling in, and reveal my personality through them. not the case -.-;; So, starting on the 17th, I’ll be going through my back story and adventures of my own accord. (or is it a Camery?) See you tomorrow.
My mega children, how I miss you
Hey! :D I know those guys!