I've spent my whole life locked up in that hell-hole, Blackwing.
Ever since I can remember, I've had special... abilities.Blackwing found out about me real quick once we moved to America. Didn't even get to unpack my bags before they took me away.
Projet Echidna- what they called me. There were others, I knew about them. Got to meet one. I didn't know his real name but they called him project Moloch. He didn't talk much but I kept the conversation going.
People say I'm a talker. I wouldn't say that, I'm just.. very curious and hyper I suppose.Anyway, after years and years of "tests" so they called them, I got out. Project incubus broke out and for some reason let me out too. I've been out maybe a week and haven't come across them. But i feel like the universe will bring us together if we're supposed to.
Once I got out I came across a duffel of money. Must be maybe a million at least. Bought myself some nice clothes, better than the jumpsuit Blackwing makes us wear. I must admit, I like vibrant colors, I have a collection of leather jackets. My favorite one is yellow, it's a very beautiful color. Under that I just wear a plain black tee with some jeans.I don't have an apartment yet, but I feel like The Ridgely is a good place. It seems important.
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Dirk Gently x reader
FanficHey I'm new to this writing thing so it'll probably suck and won't get updated very much, but the world needs more DGHDA fanfic. It's up to the universe if I make more or not