Colonizer

Colonizer

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Day 9 09:00 HMS Floater The UK turned into the United Kingdoms of Earth in 2084 following serious advances into space due to a few discrete alien encounters. Our species are yet to reconnect in 2149, but we are on course to. After multiple but few colonizations of lesser planets housing somewhat sophisticated life, I find myself pondering whether we're doing the right thing. Sure they're lesser, but is this proper treatment? Rumors grow of a few bugs left hiding out on the planet, and I've let myself believe them. I'm growing paranoid of a rebellion each hour I spend on this ship, especially the hours I should sleep. I'm supposed to monitor (guard) the phycological experiments overgoing Subject 10100955, who I like to call "Ozark". We came up with that name because he's claimed to be living proof of a rebellion hiding back on its mountainous home. It reminds me of mine. The history books told my home province, Utah, was apart of a great nation that rebelled against us Brits once before, won, and kneeled the next. I should be bothered but I don't trust them enough to care. Dr. Oshmir Ann is the twit I'm supposed to protect, and I don't like him at all. But I must return to him now incase he can't defend himself against his own experiment. LCpl Doc "Cynic" Gnar [END LOG]
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/"ATTENTION!" Commander Walton called. The others and i got into our lines before saluting the man. "In your 6 months of training here at the S.I.A, you will be pushed to your limits! You will work like slaves! We'll put you through so much hell that even Satan himself will be asking 'what the hell?'! I don't care that you want to be an investigator or a spy. Consider yourselves soldiers and everyone around you your comrades. Is that clear!?" "Sir, yes, Sir!". He then walked up to me. Fuck me. "Who are you and why did you come here?!" "Princeton Harris, Sir! I'm here to dedicate my life to the country!" "How old are you, Princeton?! You look like you haven't even learnt your colours yet!" "I-I'm 24, Sir!" "Bullshit! 24 and you're shorter than a fucking 5th grader!? Come back when you're at least 5'5!". He left before i could start cussing him out. I heard someone laugh. I looked over to the other line and saw some tall guy with blonde hair and green eyes. He smiled at me. I looked away./ Agent Harris is the Second-in-Command at the SIA (Spy and Investigator Agency). When a day -that started off normal- goes wrong, lives flash before his eyes. His own one, and another... This happens to him as he dreams a long dream. Their dream. (This story is a 2nd part of my previous one, but they don't have much correlation. Read whatever you want to read first.) -Smith and Harris are characters inspired by Erwin and Levi in AoT-

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