Post by capnnerefir on Mar 19, 2010 20:30:52 GMT -5
Listen...there are a lot of things you don't really know about the Yeerk invasion. But me...I'm the one man who knows everything. Everything about the invasion, at least. I've written all about it. I'm going to tell you what little I can about myself.
A few years ago, the Yeerks came here . Not just to America, but to other countries. One in Europe, but I don't know which. I suspect France, for a number of reasons. They went to Russia and China, too. I don't know much about what's been happening there. I have contacts in both those countries, but it's always hard to reach the Chinese one, and I haven't been able to get in touch with my Russian handle in far too long. I'm afraid she might be dead. Or worse.
To make a long story short, the Yeerks captured me, when they first came to where I live. I was what was known as a "problem host", one that actually resisted. And I don't just mean yelling at the Yeerks. I would talk tot he other hosts, help them though it. The slugs found it harder to break their spirits when there was something trying to convince them that it's all going to be okay. That was why they gave me a pretty important Yeerk - Sub-Visser 89.
I managed to escape from them. My Yeerk was taking me out for a little hike, part of this environmental thing he decided we should be a part of - cultivate a good image. He made a mistake, though - he walked a little too close to a biggish cliff. I jumped in as quickly as I could. I had control for maybe a second, but that was enough. I jumped. When we landed, our leg was broken, and the other one was sprained. Kind of a shame - I was hoping to kill us. I halfway succeeded.
We spent two days in the wilderness - that was when it starved and died. Just like that, I was free for the first time in years. I do what I can, but I'm no soldier. I have information, though - inside intel that others just don' t have. I spread information. I tell the stories. That's what I can do.
So if you have questions about Yeerks - where they are, who they are, what they're up to, ask me. I'm the one who knows.
A few years ago, the Yeerks came here . Not just to America, but to other countries. One in Europe, but I don't know which. I suspect France, for a number of reasons. They went to Russia and China, too. I don't know much about what's been happening there. I have contacts in both those countries, but it's always hard to reach the Chinese one, and I haven't been able to get in touch with my Russian handle in far too long. I'm afraid she might be dead. Or worse.
To make a long story short, the Yeerks captured me, when they first came to where I live. I was what was known as a "problem host", one that actually resisted. And I don't just mean yelling at the Yeerks. I would talk tot he other hosts, help them though it. The slugs found it harder to break their spirits when there was something trying to convince them that it's all going to be okay. That was why they gave me a pretty important Yeerk - Sub-Visser 89.
I managed to escape from them. My Yeerk was taking me out for a little hike, part of this environmental thing he decided we should be a part of - cultivate a good image. He made a mistake, though - he walked a little too close to a biggish cliff. I jumped in as quickly as I could. I had control for maybe a second, but that was enough. I jumped. When we landed, our leg was broken, and the other one was sprained. Kind of a shame - I was hoping to kill us. I halfway succeeded.
We spent two days in the wilderness - that was when it starved and died. Just like that, I was free for the first time in years. I do what I can, but I'm no soldier. I have information, though - inside intel that others just don' t have. I spread information. I tell the stories. That's what I can do.
So if you have questions about Yeerks - where they are, who they are, what they're up to, ask me. I'm the one who knows.
how have i never heard of these "Varnax"?