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 Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:41 pm
You called me strong, you called me weak,
But still your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head
If not for me, then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground!
If I go crazy, then will you still call me Superman?
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
Kryptonite...
My name is Pi, and welcome to my world.
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:42 pm
Navigational Chart
I My Name is Pi, and Welcome to My World
II Navigational Chart
III All About
IV Pi's Adventures
V Pi's World
VI Pi's Story
VII--XV Reserved
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:44 pm
 General Information:
Name: Pi
Aliases: Pi
Gender: Female
Quote: "Now the past I've tried forgetting/And my foes I could forgive/Trouble is, I know it's petty,/But I hate to let them live!" --Zira, Lion King 2: Simba's Pride, "My Lullaby"
Likes: being useful
Dislikes: Command, other freelancers, most other AIs, insulting people, Agent Montana, pacifistic or otherwise moral people
About: Whatever you do, never imply to Pi that she has done anything less than what she was programmed to do. She believes, like Delta, that an AI's purpose is to serve, and that each of them was given to their agent for a reason. Her job was to make Agrona Wahr, AKA Agent Montana, a meaner, more hard-bitten individual, to allow her to "switch off" her morals and just do her job.
It worked for a while--until Command ordered Montana to wipe out a base of supposedly rebellious Reds. Afterward, Montana found out that one of the Reds was her brother. She quit the Project, feined her own death and joined "glorious" Red Army. Pi had never felt like such a big failure. She hated herself, Monty, and Command for what had happened. But the worst blow was to come several months later.
Before and during training, Pi fell in love with the Epsilon AI. Unable to stand the pressures of his memories any longer, Epsilon attempted suicide several weeks after Pi "died." After six months, the rumor that Project Freelancer had gone belly-up following the suicide of the highly unstable AI finally filtered down the grape vine to Red Army. Pi almost went crazy and pulled Monty over the brink. Luckily, Monty succeeded in calming her heartbroken AI. Since then, Monty and Pi have been fairly close, succeeding in a sisterly relationship. Monty especially strengthened the bond by helping Pi rescue Epsilon--who was not quite as dead as they'd heard.
Now that Eps is back, Pi is willing to set aside her ONSing nature of the past several years and settle down to a very long and fruitful future with her beloved and now stable mate.
Lemme hear a big AW from the audience.
Relationships:
Parents: none
Siblings: none
Mate: Epsilon
Offspring: Urania, Vestia; Leonidas, Alyssa, Clio Cora
Friends: Miss, Kyna, Tam
Assignee: Montana
OOC Information:
Status: Taken
Posts in: dodger blue
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:46 pm
Pi's World
Relations
Agent Montana--My former partner. She can’t shoot worth a damn, and we still argue, but I feel…loyal to her. After all, I was made to protect her, wasn’t I? After Urania and Vestia were “born,” we’ve gotten along despite our differences…though I still blame her for forcing me away from Epsilon in his time of need.
Urania--One of my daughters with Rod. She's a demonic like me, and she seems quite sassy. I taught her how to use firearms, and she seems rather attached to flamethrowers. I hear she’s wreaking havoc at Gwyn’s house, and serves Rod right! I also hear that she's a mother of three now...O.O I'm a grandma!
Vestia--My younger daughter with Rod. She's shy and timid and hates shouting. She’s the black sheep of the family; she isn’t a flirt like her father or a b***h like me. She is, rather shockingly, an AI, though she doesn’t seem to like that about herself and doesn’t really care for it.
Friends
Missouri—Miss is the freelancer I wish I’d had. Nothing against Monty, except the fact that she hates fighting but wouldn’t let me take absolute control of her in combat. Poor Miss never got an AI…she’s also a much better parent for Urania and Vestia than Rod is.
Enemies
Rho--[Snarls in hatred] Rho...a scoundrel with no respect for anything but his erections. I hope someone cuts his stuff off and makes him a woman.
Ayin--If Rho is a whore, Ayin's a pimp. She's the mistress, he the minion. I hate her almost as much as I hate him. I hope she's raped and deleted someday.
DAVID!!--Agent Washington, Eps's assignee. I hate, hate, HATE him!!! He never respected Eps, always treated him as a tool, as something to use, not as an individual who needs care and love!
Seth--I can't believe Monty is falling for her! Seth is a future tyrant looking to rule the universe, just like her father! I know Omega--he's one of my fellow AIs--how could Monty love Seth?! Idiot!
Rodney Byrn—A flirt and all-around b*****d. He charmed me with his compliments and kisses, but what happens when we have bowls? He moves on, doesn’t even bother to communicate with Vestia, who won’t shoot him on sight!
Sebastian--[Punches the wall] I realize that someday, I may come to thank Bastian and owe him quite a lot...BUT ONLY AFTER HE FIXES EPSILON WITHOUT FRIGHTENING HIM TO DEATH!!!!
Acquaintances
Housemates
Geyser—Our caretaker. Good for knowing where to get the best pizzas and helping us when we’re down, though she enjoys throwing us—especially me—at any random passing fox. That’s how I ended up with Rod.
Kyna—Can’t believe that she’s an AI; she’s stronger than Vestia, but still kind. Almost like Monty, but still different. I can tolerate her; in fact, I sort of like her.
Fogstep—One of my housemates, and NOSY AS HELL. Do you know, when I was mourning over Epsilon, he just breaks into my room, wanders in, and bribes me with a bag of chocolate-covered cherries—MY FAVORITE SWEET—to sit outside and calm myself down?! That damn b*****d, caring for me as a member of a family or something!
Pwnage—Never had to deal with her much…but she seems like someone I might be able to get along with. Maybe.
Yoake—A little too inclined for the final last stand or some crap like that for my liking, but at least he’s managed to teach Vestia a few tricks for combat. I don’t like the idea of her with a handsome buck like him, but I dislike the idea of her defenseless even more.
George--The medic. I kinda like him. He took good care of Monty every time she got injured, and I have nothing but respect for the way he handled Eps as gently as possible.
Ahiga--George's son, and quite the energetic fellow.
Cathair--Foggy's son. He'll probably be as noble as his father...which isn't so bad, I guess.
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:48 pm
My name is Pi, and this is my story.
I have no full name or nickname; my government designation is the Pi AI. I was "cloned" from the original Freelancer AI, the...the...the Alpha. At first, all of us AIs were in storage. We could communicate with each other, but we could not find out anything about our assignees. In the dark silence and deep cold, I found a friend: the Epsilon AI. He was...sweet. Innocent. We didn't know where we were, but he was especially unsure. He hated how confined it was, how confusing...back then, no one knew. We didn't know what would happen. That Epsilon would go mad and...and kill himself. That Omega would begin a murderous rampage, that Gamma would extract himself from his assignee's head and spend years inside a computer for his own devilish purposes...no one knew anything.
Finally, we were released into our assignee. We had a purpose, each of us: make the agent stronger, faster, or...meaner. That was my job: Agent Montana had a few too many morals for Command's taste. I had success at first; eventually I got Monty to accept that killing was her job now. She became one of the best, and I'm not ashamed to say that I was...proud of her. She went on many missions, which I felt was sure to be a sign of Command's growing favor. But alas...'twas not so.
On the side, I had managed to find Epsilon. Unfortunately, our agents were not assigned to the same unit. That didn't stop us once we figured out how to take semi-solid form. Our friendship...blossomed then. As we spent more and more time sharing minds with our assignees, we learned some behaviors; one of them was love. Epsilon and I fell in love.
It pains me to think about Epsilon. As Delta was so "kind" as to remind me, he was insane, there're no two ways about it. He's gone now, but although I know there's no point, I can't shake him off. I can't distract myself with anyone, they're just not Epsilon.
Anyway, though...Command decided to push their luck with Monty. They decided to see how far I had gone. They forced us to commit an atrocity. Yes, us. I admit that I had a good deal to do with the...the death.
Monty and I were assigned to "clear out" a base of supposedly rebellious Reds. Standard procedure; we'd never done anything of this scale before, but it was a test, a challenge--or so we thought. It was shamefully easy; "I'm a new recruit...the shoulderpads? Loot from the first Blue I killed..." That evening, she killed them all. We killed them all, Monty and I. All would have went well if Monty had not heard a cough behind her.
She had never fully trusted me, never opened up her memories to me. I didn't know she had a brother. I didn't know she had a brother in Red Army.
Out of respect, I let Monty bury the dead, especially her brother. But as dawn broke and she finished the simple ceremony, she said something that shocked me to the core:
"I can't go back, Pi. This is it; we're leaving the Freelancers forever."
We couldn't turn our back! There was so much...Monty's prestige, her salary, the...the Alpha, and...Epsilon. So much to live for...In the end the points that no one could quit the project without some safety in expecting to be hunted down convinced her to return. But she hated me. The only thing she hated more than me was herself. I hated her in return; stupid girl for wanting to turn her back on everything she had worked for, stupid girl for not letting me see she had relatives, stupid girl for not doing her duty...but most importantly, stupid me for not making her do it! Stupid, stupid Pi! Failed at her only purpose in life...but that wasn't it. Monty still wanted out.
She staged a stunt on our next mission: she feigned our deaths. No turning back; she didn't tell me, she just did it and forced me to send a distress signal to Command by threatening to destroy my AI card. From that moment on, I was out of contact with my fellow AIs--most importantly, Epsilon. My hopes, dreams, and love were shattered. Nothing to live for. Nothing to do but retreat in a corner and let life take me--life, the one thing I didn't have more than anything else.
I'd like to think that it was my apparent destruction that tipped Epsilon off of the narrow blade's edge of his insanity, but cold, hard truth hits me with a rock: he was always mad. I may have influenced it in one way, but it was always a matter of when, not if. The news of his death--collected through the proverbial grapevine--nearly killed me. I almost followed him into the void. I would have killed myself out of grief. Without him, there was no hope of going back, no reason...I was lost. I might as well admit it--I hardened then. I gave up everything I was and just lost myself.
But rumors...the rumors say that he didn't succeed. That he failed. That what remained of him was scooped up and put into storage. I don't care what Delta says, I think that there is a chance that he can be brought back, and that he is worth the risk of saving. I'll need all the help I can get, but I'm getting back the only being I've ever loved. Someday.
Are you with me?
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 5:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 6:00 pm
Breedings
Rodney Byrn: Urania (f), Vestia (f)
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