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Bakamono · (This post was last modified: 08-20-2009, 02:36 PM by Bakamono.)

Dob: 770 as
Height: 6"2'
Eyes: dark brown
app: Dressed in last nights shirt, a ragged brown polyjacket, and the remains of overalls; Long josephs look definitely says "I've slept in these clothes; and I don't even know for how long" as he takes a swig from the paper-wrapped bottle.
Joseph was raised on gran canaria by his loving father (Isaiah) and mother
(Hasina), life was good, if a little strange; mom ran cargo from Crete, and dad was an activist. Long Joseph sulaweyo had a mixed education, drawing from his mothers’ moral lessons and inside information; and his fathers’ technical and navigational knowledge: Joseph could have wound up cynical, had he not his parents combined understanding. So Joseph learned to fly after a shuttle run to Cambridge where he spent 3 interim years.
789as: After becoming a little estranged from his roots, Joseph decided to return home and see his folks face to face at long last. Of course they were pleased to see their son, even though he returned a little more jaded, he had returned safely. Isaiah had moved on to, arguably, safer ways to wage war on planetform, and mom had made enough to pursue her vr project emphatically. With everything looking tops, Joseph decided to travel Sirius a while in search of adventure and opportunity.
After discovering he had distaste for bretonnian corporations, and comfort in high speed travel; Joseph met an old university acquaintance Miriam, and fell in with her group of researchers: who soon found an application for his intellectual merits.
In the Jan of 791as, after some coy-circling and eyes across the table action, Joseph
managed to tie the knot with his beloved wife Miriam (a scientist of kusariberty Heritage). They honeymooned on Baden-Baden, danced all night on the Shetland, and watched the suns set from the serenity lounge on Freeport 7. With Miriam every moment was magical; it put Joseph in mind of mythological stories, and seemed to set him free. Together the couple explored new realms of scientific research and all the universe contained.
During the march of 792as Miriam gave birth to a healthy baby girl, named Irene (renie), 9 years later (801) Miriam gave birth to a baby boy, whom they named Stephen.
In order to support their ever growing family, Joseph and Miriam moved according to the most lucrative work. One month might be spent commuting to and from cambridge/cambridge research, performing excruciatingly meticulous procedures in zero g. Another might be spent stationed in Ames tight corridors and stuffy labs, prodding micro-organisms with a nano-scalpel. There had even been times that the couple had been commissioned to work on shipyards; designing and evolving internal systems. All of this work meant the pair had to juggle raising their children, and earning enough to do just that; more than once they'd had to call upon Granma Hasina to help out, but the family managed.
In 801as things got a lot harder: Miriam was taken from the verse on the date of their anniversary, taken before josephs very eyes by a blue demon: an alien vessel.
Wracked with guilt at letting her accept the contract, wrought with grief and fear; Joseph took the wrong path; and turned to the bottle. If it wasn't for Hasina during those horrible missing years; renie and Stephen might have done a lot worse; but as it stood, Joseph managed to keep some support coming in, as he went about creating a way to get back his heart a piece at a time; he put down the bottle long enough to sign up with the forces, as the hysteria rose across Sirius; a few officers were willing to forgive some minor indiscretions, and so long Joseph went about trying to die in the war, or else annihilate the nomad race.
For surviving the war, they assigned Joseph a medal which he never claimed, as he careened around Sirius, occasionally returning home to see his beloved children. Hasina had seen a change in Joe that could be useful and so manipulated his indoctrination.
Joseph was taken on a macabre tour of the systems, each destination illustrating it's own 'perversion of humanity by the corporate machine'. And so he made his mothers war his own, driven by anger and loss; Joseph had found a channel for his psychological trauma. Hasina had a few tips and was pleased to see her son come closer to the corsair empire.
In Jan 816 Stephen went into a coma whilst hooked into the grid. Long Joseph
visited the hospital often, waiting for his son to wake up, and spent the time away from there hitting the bottle and giving in to violence. Stephen is kept alive still, and still shows spikes of brain activity, but has still not awoken.
In the December of 816 renie was taken; captured by some crazy looking guys in white coats with corpy shoes: As renie sat at a console chatting idly with her father in a discreet office on Freeport 1, the door exploded inward followed by a gas grenade. As the sulaweyos jumped to react, a score of bodies flooded the room; batons flailing and feet kicking out, they overpowered Joe as he stabbed and weaved desperately fighting. The last memory Joe has of that day, is of renie being dragged from the room by these goons, as their cohorts stomped mercilessly on his fallen body. Broken and bloody they left him for dead, Joe awoke a week later on a med ward, unable to move and sick with rage. The medics explained that he would heal in time, and that there was no sign of his daughter, but they would ask the Freeport for information. After months of convalescence, long Joseph was able to make his way out, and find out what the heck had happened, and who'd be stupid enough to do it; it didn't matter how many bones he had to break, and he owed these mystery fethers a few besides.
Long Joseph has several suspects for the perpetrators, but no solid evidence as yet. However that won't stop him (heavy handedly) asking questions of bmm, bowex, ageira, hessians, and any group that are conducting research related to renies'.
Renie had been interested at a young age in her mothers work, and obviously there was a strong influence from her grandmother. Renie seemed technically adept, at age 5 she could program the oven to broadcast dinner system-wide, at 8 she could hack a lane; at 12 she programmed a droid that could hurt people. As her studies advanced, renie picked up on both her grandmothers’ work and her mothers, and became embroiled in corporate espionage as a matter of course, as she delved deeper into covert networks.

-- neural log fragment - 08/817 --
I have travelled far and wide during my search for Renie; even gone so far as to use some of her old gadgetry to access base systems and dig around.
I ended up making contact with a shrouded woman in gallia, she never shows her face onscreen; like her equipment is fritzy or something. Her son has suffered the same fate as my poor stephen; seemed to much of a coincidence to be chance. She and i traded some information, and she picked up on the same link as i: hol tainment bands; after about a 2 months or so: we've both agreed that they seem to originate in gallia, made by corpy dogs named "solar engineering". It is thanks to martines' digging that we have been able to begin dissembling the devices; getting closer to understanding how they link in with neural networks, and how they could have hurt our kids. I feel as though we are getting closer to the truth; closer to Renie.
of course all of this has left me little time to harrass the ignorant, or compliant conspirators against freedom; i think now that i need the help of some Really smart people, people like the order.

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