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Post by Dincht on Mar 5, 2007 16:46:35 GMT -5
This is where Marco's thoughts shall be placed.
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Post by Dincht on Mar 19, 2007 3:14:18 GMT -5
It's been a while now since they got ahold of me. After they ran some tests on me and gave me this gnarly mark on my neck, they started training me.
They told me that they were a special group that monitored the activity of superpowered beings. They said my power was useful and asked if I wanted to help them. I told em yes, and the next thing I know, they had me on a jet to nowhere.
They sent me to this place that's really cold. Probably Alaska or something. They started training me. ALOT. They must have put me through boot camp or something. They had me running for hours on end, and afterward, they'd put me through martial arts training. I still have no idea what they taught me.
Then they kept me in this soundprooof room for a long while until I could master my screaming ability. I also found out that with concentration, I can copy the way a person sounds like also. I thought it was cool.
After I mastered my screaming, they put me in this sort of obstacle course where I had to use my voice at different frequencies to get through things. I had to break a door down using only my screams, scream so high only a dog could hear it, and then, to get out, copy the Horn-rimmed guy's voice at a voice recognition thing.
TRhey then made me a full agent. They're gonna release me soon, but first I have to do something for them. A mission in New York to get another like me. I hope I do good.
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