Jun. 27th, 2009

OOC Note on Domino's genetical manufacture-ness:

Whisper: so.
Whisper: I worked out the Domino thing.
Whisper: it goes like this.
Whisper: They do consider her a failure. However, she's been useful.
Whisper: They actually imprinted some sort of... autohypnotic suggestion or something, and still sometimes call upon her for jobs. Those are the ones that usually get memory fuzzy for her.
Whisper: Like Costa Rica.
Whisper: That's why they havn't activated the kill switch yet.
KefkaQ: hmm
Whisper: Now. About her body chemistry. What they did is actually, for the sake of more making-sense and simplicity, genetically BRED her to be more durable, recover faster, have a fast metabolism ... nothing like a healing factore, just ... like she really, supremely healthy, all the time.
KefkaQ: that makes more sense
Whisper: PART of that is genetically altered antibodies that are stronger and more able to fight off diseases and viruses.
Whisper: The SYNTHETIC thing is the kill switch.
Whisper: And it, effectively, releases a bunch of synthetic antibodies that take over and attack everything until she dies.
Whisper: This all falls into line with creating a supersoldier and training her up, like they did, but makes her a bit less immune to things like legacy and getting a cold - she'll get them, but possibly fight them OFF faster ...
Whisper: Which means she's a bit more .... uhm .... well attackable? Less utterly OP and badassed.
KefkaQ: *nodnod*
Whisper: I'm not the one who made up the 'they still call me for jobs' thing though, Dom kind of admitted to that one. In a 'this is the ooc me who remembers everything, not the character who doesn't sense.
KefkaQ: *nodnod*
Whisper: That just kind of makes sense from a 'why didn't they kill her' and a 'why doesn't she remember this shit' perspective.
KefkaQ: I like it =D

Jun. 19th, 2009

Personal Journal Entry

..... I wake up in a room in Madripoor. I go to bed in that room. I get dressed in that room. I clean my guns in that room. I brush my teeth in that room. I make love to Logan in that room. I've even managed to meditate in that room.

Every day, since we left Japan. And some days, even IN Japan. And on the way there. In the mansion before we left it. Even in that hole in the wall in Somalia that you thought would have been worse than a hole in the wall in Madripoor. Even there.

For ten minutes, I was too neurotic for him. Why that should bother me I don't know. My soul is fractured into enough pieces that I wondered when I saw it, how it was even staying together. How did it even get that way? When did it ever get that bad? I've only ever been who I am.

But who the hell is Domino anyway? And who's Neena? And why aren't they the same person? Why does it somehow mean less when he calls me Domino now, than it did before?

And why do I care .... why does this bother me... why can't I get over this whole thing..... why why why why.

Jun. 8th, 2009

I quit.

Jun. 7th, 2009

How much is this ass worth to you people?

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'Cause we think it get 10 mil on the open market in Madripoor!

She is fiesty and SOFT. <3





I hope you guys enjoyed the view of my ass while it lasted.

Jun. 1st, 2009

Private Journal Entry

Locked to almost everyone )

May. 26th, 2009

I am going to drool all over this thing.

Cut to spare most of you the sexy gun ramblings )