Jachim Tor
Jachim Tor
Age
38
Children
Gender
Male
Eyes
Blue
Hair
Dark brown
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Porcelian
21 July, 109 PA
CS Juicers are a different creature entirely. I knew they existed, else why would they have not just captured and brainwashed all of us, but to face one...it wasn't an easy fight. Suud shot him. I'm not mad. But Suud also tried to lecture me on taking out the CS kid. That's not part of the deal, Suud, because even one of them left alive is a family shot in the street. Can't let monsters live, right?
Returning to Newtown
21 July, 109 PA
I never thought I'd walk this place again. I had hoped it had burned. We had walked these halls, hoping for a chance of vengeance and all we go was more signs of how bad we were being used. The CS used us like test monkeys. But even they weren't the ones pulling the strings. The puppetmaster wasn't even aware of their own strings. Irony. Fuck 'em.
I ran into this dude. Jumpy guy. Calls himself "Green Brother". What the fuck. Good with a rifle, and silent. Seems willing to be able to do the hard work, so no complaints right now. He's hunting for the Vallix. Makes him even better, plus he's willing to fight the CS. I might have to hire him when this is all done. Shame I don't have a credit to my name right now. If Julian is down here, though, money ain't the issue.
Survived
19 July, 109 PA
I can't believe I made it out. I must be the most unlucky bastard on this burnt earth. I feel bad for Ahn and whatever her sister's name was, all they wanted was a bit of freedom. I couldn't be taken again, though. I will not be taken again.
I'm lying on the green grass, the blurred starry sky above me. Breath feels warm, almost hot. Fever? No, I think I'm close. I'm seeing the black edges in my vision. The juice is about to catch up. Fuck, give me a few more good fights please. I just want to see Julian and my sister again, one last time.
Damn, at least I'll die under the stars, on my feet.
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