MEMBER SINCE: May 2003
occupation: musician, composer, photographer, designer, author, toy-maker, creative & social entrepreneur, educator, world citizen...
fantasy: Yes please.
stats: 5'8", nice guy with bad boy looks, owner's manual included.
most humbling moment: When my mom died...
crush: A girl named Nis.
body mods: Use to have septum piercing. Now have secret symbol tat on neck and bio-mech tat on right forearm.
i lost my virginity: ...at the age of 18 on the front lawn of a business park to an older women. She taught me everything I know...
into: creating and producing sounds and music, vocoders and synths (hard and soft), theremin, traditional and digital photography, graphic and web design, architecture, robotics and nanotechnology, films, books, hyper-realism and surrealism, philosophy, cryptology and encryption, ancient secrets and mythologies, foreign languages and cultures, love... and being in it.
gets me hot: Piercings, Tatoos and a girl than can kick my ass! And anyone that does really cool music. Oh, and of course, ROBOTS, ROBOTS, ROBOTS (with sharp pointy things and probes and stuff!)
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The Body Enhancement
I lie here, breathing heavy, sweat pouring from my body, but cold. I can't move. Why can't I move!? Was it the drugs? No, I don't do drugs. Wait, something was injected in me, I remember that much. I remember feeling the sharp sting of the needle, and the tiny nanobots swarming through my veins. They were supposed to do something... what was it? Cancer? No. Why can't I move?
I can still feel them in me, but something is wrong. I'm supposed to feel stronger. That's it! I'm an athlete! I was trying to enhance my performance (illegal these days... what year is it again, 2038? 39? Nanotech is the new Steroids.) Something went wrong... HORRIBLY WRONG! Every nerve, every tendon is being severed by these vicious little bots, but why? How!? I PAID for this enhancement... unless, I've been hacked!