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Name - Markus Geist #9341
Age - 27
Gender - Male
Class - ⓵Test Subject
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Information - Leading a rather unremarkable life, Mark spent most of his childhood sleeping through classes and getting into fights. Attending a prestigious academy for boys, Mark constantly found himself being the target for bullies. He didn't get into the school through good grades, but rather through his wealthy parents. His father was the co-owner of a global marketing firm and his mother was lead designer on a top fashion company. Though with all their money and busy lifestyles, they never thought to pay any real attention to their child. Instead, Mark was raised by the various nanny's that were hired to take care of him. As time went on, he developed a disinterest in the world and stopped being productive, spending most of his time scribbling random doodles and drawings onto the pages of countless notebooks and school books. Despite his increasingly detached behavior, nothing ever changed.

At the age of 18, Markus decided to leave and find a place where everything didn't seem so monotonous. Taking a chunk of money, the clothes on his back, a guitar he never learned how to play, and a motorcycle he got for his 16th birthday. After a few years of roaming the US northern countryside, Markus found himself low on funds and in need of a place to stay. It hadn't helped that he spent most of the time partying, drinking, smoking, and staying at hotels every night. So he decided to make some change by selling his random scribbles on the beach to tourists. They would already buy anything, but his drawing were unique. They almost seemed to tell a story, somewhere in the splotches and spirals that littered his artworks. If that didn't work, he could always just draw them a picture of themselves as it usually wasn't hard...and people love to see themselves. With his free time, Markus learned to play the guitar, and was able to earn more money. Soon he had everything he needed but a home.

It was about a year after this that Markus was approached by one of the Foundation recruiters. They didn't say much and were gone as fast as they came. But in their wake, managed to leave a pamphlet that peaked his interest. It promised money, food, shelter, and a whole bunch of other mumbo jumbo. Among it all was the promise of science and adventure. It was a very vague read, not telling much about who it was that was offering these jobs or what it was that they did. All that was listed was a location. After being picked up with a group of other recruits, Markus soon found himself being reigned in and debriefed as a level 1 test subject class personnel. The experience was new and unknown and for the first time in many years, he felt excited.

Now, with all documents finalized and background checks done, Mark now awaits his first assignment at the new strange place. Unsure of what to expect, he maintains a "Bring it on" attitude.
reserving a spot
*Oblivious.*
Ah hah! I've successfully triangulated a location! Now if I can just manipulate the temporal conditions of that area by agitating the surrounding matter into a state of flux...and...
*After a couple minutes and more scientific mumbling, a high pitched beeping sounds began to emit from a device on Mark's back.*
Success! A time space rift!
*The air in front of them charged with arcing energy and distorted space. After several seconds, the space washed open like some kind of liqued, forming into a hole. On the other side, there was a beach of some kind, viewing a large body of water.*
Well hyumon Isis, would you like to accompany me since your ignorance of this dimension is equal to mine?
good night ^^
Imposible huh? I see...
*Presses a button on his wrist device.*
Female hyumon subject appears to observe solidified beliefs despite a limited understanding of dimensional existence.
*Turning away, Mark begins tapping his fingers against a floating plate of energy in the form of some sort of interface.*
Okay lets see...There appears to be a significant amount of ocean about thirty seven miles from this location. If I can calculate temporal wave patterns in that region, perhaps we won't need to pass through dimensions to get there.
Area 51? So will we be fighting aliens or supernatural stuff like ghosts and vampires?
In my years of exploring the rift, I've come across several different species and conceptually unique entities...it's actually quite possible I stumbled across hyumons in a parallel form of existence. However nothing with the biological composition that you pertain.
*Chuckles*
Hyumons are just one among a literally infinite number of entity types. So no, I don't know the details about hyumons in the way I don't know the unique details of a specific hydrogen molecule in all the ocean in the universe.
Ah hah! So your species does observe male and female properties! Tell me Isis...is your gender the male or female hyumon type?
*Somewhat surprised, Mark began scanning Isis again.*
Fascinating...Hyumon subject appears to observe social mediums.
*He smiles, this time making eye contact.*
Apologies for any perceived social taboo observed in my behavior. I'm not fully acclimated to your type of species or it's customs.
*Slightly puzzled.*
...Daahd...hmm. Is this the designation of your maternal unit?
I wish it could be a simple as that but...oh dear. I'm afraid a proper explanation is above your mental capacity.
*Mark reviewed his scans of the area they had traversed during the conversation.*
However, if you can utilize the same dimensional transference properties you seem to possess to transport us near a large quantity of ocean, then you'll be helping me to the best of your capabilities.
*Mark smiled briefly, quickly looking back to his readings.*
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