Cadwyn Lorefield's Page

With new change comes new challenges.

A lot has happened to me recently.

My old, speech impeded self is gone, merged with the Predatory AI experiment in my head.
It is as if those two personalities, so at odds with each other, were always meant to be
together as one. My crippling insecurities are largely gone, my AI sides monstrous hunger
abaited and turned to other uses. Even my flawed speech, the cause of great frustration for
me and those attempting to understand, was a sideffect of the war… Continue

I am sitting in the Ant with a Syndicate Crime Boss. She gestures towards me and asks me a question "Want to come up to my office?"

I nod and stand up, voluntarily handing my blaster to the security guard, who looks to the Crimeboss with a question. Reassured she stands down.

I follow Lady Saskia to her office, casually noting the security that I'm already very aware of. I wait for her to ask before sitting, and watch closely as she settles herself near me.

Then her question comes, she asks w… Continue

I sit with Officer Yao. She's asking me about what happened to me, how I got attacked.....and i'm telling her what really happened.
She asks if she can access my headware memory directly, for the recordings. The Sprogs were heavily damaged, and retrieval is long.

Panic rises in me as I consider the risk. But I see no way to not agree, and she connects us with a data cable.


A Flash of sensation as the link is established, Chalice inhales sharply and I sense her mind. We talk.

++That is..overw… Continue

Sitting in the Blue Ant I run my finger along Mishis arm, the sensation flooding my nerves for the first time since I was a street rat. Memories of sweat and flesh from my youth plunge through whats left of my brain.

Running with the pack, even joining up with them, belonging. Most gone, vague echoes.

My heart races. Chantal and Mishi seem very concerned about the post surgery wounds I have, talking about having a chat with the surgeon. I try to tell them I'm happy, that this is what I wanted.… Continue

Every part of my being burns, my nerves are alight the cybernetic boosters once attached to them ripped out. My muscles scream in pain where dermal armour plates have been cut out of my flesh. I smell burning flesh and tabacco.

I dont know where I am.

A flash of sound, a view of a masked man in black....familiar somehow, but I cannot remember why. Then my cybernetic vision dims and fades out. I feel cutting, but im lost in the drone network, retreated to a place I know is safe.

My body is say… Continue