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Date Posted: 19:28:02 07/31/01 Tue
Author: Alex of the Council
Subject: Switching the Topic
In reply to: Orbital of the Council 's message, "Conversation Continued" on 19:24:18 07/31/01 Tue

Alex took a deep breath. Well...there really isn’t much to tell about myself. I really haven’t done anything worth being on the Council over. In fact, I should really probably be in a brig somewhere on Cybertron.

Orbital raised one of his robotic eyebrows over this. Brig? What’s this guy’s deal?

My father is the son of one of your Senators. Lord Denarius Shelly, to be exact.

Now it was Orbital’s turn to be completely surprised. You’re Denarius’s grandson!? That would explain why you aren’t in a brig. Not why you deserve to be there, though...

Well...my father was a sort of rebel from an early age. He despised Denarius, and as soon as he got the chance, he joined the first group of deviants he could. He and his friends at first settled on vandalism and such, small, petty, destructive techniques. Even graffiti. But then...then they fell into a cult of sorts. They worshipped a group of ‘gods’, gods that they thought would give them ultimate power. Denarius, of course, didn’t like this. Father and his friends left the planet on a stolen thief’s vessel, and never came back.

What did happen, though, was their ‘gods’ turned out to be real, in a way. I’m not sure on the specifics of these ‘gods’, however. I was born a few years later, and young followers aren’t allowed in the presence of these beings.

Their followers, though, are taught only to pillage, and steal, and kill. A thieving ring is all it really is to anyone on the outside. But to those of us on the inside...it was hell for the first few years. Practically torture. We were all raised on the same principals, the same values. But I...well, I never believed in it. I never believed in the chaos, or the stealing, or the killing, or the rituals. The sacrifices. Any of it. And I didn’t believe in their gods. Since about the age of nine, my father considered me a disgrace to his name. He hated me, and treated me worse than the others. I went along, and did much of what I was told, but not all of it.

Almost a month ago, I could see in my father’s eyes he was planning something. I could see the hate physically burning behind his eyes. I knew my time with that group was short. Honestly, I thought my death was being planned. Turns out, he planned a false pillage on a Cybertronian vessel. Upon arriving, something ‘went wrong’. Before I knew it, the rest of the team, my father included, was gone. I was left alone on the vessel, with no way off. The ships security forces found me almost immediately, and I was brought back here.

It was then I found out about Denarius, and he found out about me. We talked for a while, and once he knew what had happened to me, and why, I was released from government custody. A free man on a planet I’ve never stepped foot on before. I’ve been spending these past few weeks reading up on Cybertron’s history, it’s culture, it’s people.

Then, all of a sudden, Denarius calls me to his office at the Senate, and I’m offered this amazing opportunity for redemption. At least, that’s how I looked at it. I don’t know why I’m here, but I can tell you one thing: I’m glad I’m here.

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