Post by Mrs. Jones on Nov 23, 2015 15:31:08 GMT -7
Welcome to Warehouse 52A.
Mindcrime Incorporated is thrilled to have you here and participating in our groundbreaking social experiment. But let's face it - you don't really have a choice. Regardless, we expect that you have a fantastic time with your new surroundings - and who knows, you may even find a new friend, or, by the same token, a new nemesis. As a Hell's Angel, you spend most of your life conducting illegal acts in order to fund your ever expanding army only to feed what can be described as self-centred greed. You are here because Mindcrime see's everything, and your pathetic everyday facade is as transparent as a sheet of glass to Mindcrime Incorporated.
You will find among you, your dearest friends and allies in the fight for corruption and money. And also your foe - the Command, who spend their days tirelessly tracking you down and ending your criminal activities. Will you learn to coincide with one another to make it through this process? Or will you let this break you down to submission where you will be left behind from the rest of the crowd? The choice is yours.
The only thing which can be certain is that only one will survive. And that person will be the one who is the most able to adapt to the ever-changing environment of this experiment. Will it be you? That remains to be seen.
See this confessional as your safe-haven, the place where you can vent your feelings and dish the dirt without any significant backlash. Here, you will detail your version events, who do you love, who do you hate? Mindcrime demands all of this information. This is where the main dynamics of the experiment will take place, including missions and ultimately, the vote.
Use this wisely. In an experiment like this, it is important to collect your thoughts to preserve some form of sanity in your head. Who knows, if you impress Mindcrime, you may even be chosen for another experiment in the future, wouldn't that just be fabulous?
Your models name is Jordan Matheson