PHELPS, Jerry | Recreated

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JERRY ADEY PHELPS

TWENTY

THE RECREATED

DANCER

MATT LANTER

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basics BIRTHDAY: April 9 STATUS: Single orientation: bisexual (preference for men) KEY TRAITS: jaded; paternal; unforgiving; cruel behind the mask Hello! My name is MICHIE and I am 18 years old. As of today, I have been role playing for approximately 9 years. I also play EZIO AUDITORE DE FIRENZE; DECLAN SPRING.

Jerry Phelps was never very highly regarded, and what a mistake that was. He had grown up with parents who detested the city, and he couldn't help but do so as well, though he never fully understood. The City was created not long before his birth, but shortly after his ninth birthday his parents were killed in an accident. It left him alone and with no help. After a year of being on his own, there was one man who took him under his wing, a citizen who had somehow escaped The City's criminal radar. He needed an outlet, and someone who wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it when he used it. That's where Jerry came in. He was left in an abusive situation for what had been going on two years before he finally escaped with the help of luck and chance. Eventually, lost and alone, Jerry made his way to the Underground. Others tried to take him in as their own, but he refused and made it very clear he would fight back if they tried to make him choose a new home. Too afraid of the consequences of letting anyone in, he stayed on the streets, hidden in plane sight, always a step ahead of the authorities. To say Jerry was brilliant was an understatement - what seemed impossible to most came to him with ease. Despite him allowing anyone to play the role of the psuedo-parent, he did allow them to teach him their cause, to explain to him why they fought and what they were fighting. After everything, pieces of the puzzle started falling together and his eyes were opened to the truth of it all. The accident that caused his parents' death was an accident that happened at the hand of the government, the man who had kidnapped him had been an employee in the Capital Building. And he hated everything they stood for; they had robbed him of his childhood, and any work they did with the rebels couldn't be blamed on anyone except themselves. He learned how to fight, allowed himself to be trained in combat and strategy, and devoted the next few years to making sure that, this time, he would be good enough. Cut to two years ago from present day, when they had gone on an outing and been ambushed. It hadn't been one of their greatest moments, and it certainly hadn't been a victory. Most everyone got away, and Jerry would have too, except that there was a girl no older than eighteen there, and he was the only thing standing between them and her. Self-sacrifice had always been a good skill of his, after all. He gave himself up, distracted them long enough to let everyone get away. Many people assumed he had fallen in battle, been killed in his efforts to give them a clean getaway. But, in fact, they had used the Memory Machine on him and taken out everything in the past that made him who he was, and replaced it with things they wanted him to believe. Jerry started slipping earlier than most of the recreated. He certainly wasn't the quickest, but he hadn't been the slowest to catch up either. He still wasn't even caught up, but he got flashes, memories that didn't feel like memories but he somehow knew they were. His life had changed drastically. Rather than getting a decent job with the government, he had resigned to becoming a dancer. There were worse jobs, but he certainly wouldn't be the first to volunteer for the next lap dance. He did what he had to, nothing more and nothing less.

accepted

Lovely as always Michie! Make sure to do your claims and fill in your mini profile.