Serpentis Wing, it has been a while. This is Rob Alderson here, call-sign 'Boomslang'. Or at least, it was. Whether it still will be remains to be seen. But I digress....
I guess some explanation is in order. What occurred I wouldn't wish upon anyone. The experience was...harrowing to say the least. 2 years I spent as a slave of the Liberty Rogues. 2 years of fighting to remain strong, to stay true to your purpose. 2 years I spent trying to keep my sense of self, to not take the easy option and simply assimilate into their way of life, their way of things. I watched as many of my fellows gave up their struggle, faltered under the immense pressure. It was hardest after the first month. Before that, your strength of resolve is high, the sense of purpose remains. But when the horrid conditions combined with their methods of making you 'docile' the strain began to tell. And it was after that month that people begin to break, the helplessness sets in and the hope of immediate rescue begins to die. And you begin to doubt whether it is worth it, whether you should hang on. It is only after a long period of time (I am not sure when, days and weeks began to lose their meaning, their significance) that I was able to find a steady determination to hold on to what was me. Ironically it was after they had tried to strip from me everything that I thought I was that gave me the resolve, for it was only then that I found what I was willing to hold most dear to my heart. That sense that this situation isn't right. That if it wasn't for Liberty, there would be no Rogues, there would not exist a people pushed onto the fringes of society. That I would not be in this situation if it weren't for them. While some could describe this as hate, it was resolve and survival, thats all.
And all of this due to a moments inattention. All of this punishment because I took the time to make a cup of coffee. An action of 2 minutes cost me 2 years of slavery, bondage, and a complete erosion of my freedoms. But then suddenly my break, my escape to freedom. They were taking a consignment of us on an inter-base transit, when from what I can gather a Navy Patrol stopped us. The next moments grew hectic, and I only remember them as a cacophony of explosions. When I woke up I was in a Liberty rehabilitation center on Denver. Of course, this being Liberty it wasn't much, and the ease of which I could slip away was almost embarrassing. I then managed to make contact with some of our agents planetside.
Which brings us to now. I am resolute. I am determined. And I am ready to do everything in my power to bring the corrupt Libertonian government to its knees. For it is only when you have completely lost your freedom that you know what it is worth. So if you will take me back on, I would fly with you my brothers and sisters once again. I would once again fly to battle with you.
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//This is an rp as to why my char has been inactive for so long. I was with you guys briefly a year or so ago now, was incredibly fun and would love to play again. Still have my sig, and have credits enough to support myself. Would just need skype info etc. Cheers!
