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He Who Searches and Destroys
in war there are no permanent conditions
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Created on 2013-11-10 11:13:05 (#2113146), last updated 2017-09-26 (408 weeks ago)
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Name: | Toorop // Babylon A.D. |
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Birthdate: | Jan 12 |
Location: | New York, United States |
"They say every man is one day presented with a choice; a choice to make a difference or to walk away and save himself. I learned something that day: you can't always walk away.
Too bad it was the day I died."
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THE MAN:
Toorop is a mercenary, smuggler, and general all-around Hired Gun, divorced from kin and country after getting himself put on a terrorist list in the States in a not-too-distant dystopic future after the complete collapse of just about every social construct imaginable. With nowhere else to turn he ended up in the cold, unforgiving clutches of Russia, and the criminal world therein, at least up until a sometime-employer dug him up and gave him one last job.
And wasn't that a kick in the ass.
His employers like him because he gets the job done, without complaint and without attachment, no matter how rough or tough the situation; over a decade in the life tends to do that for you. But it makes for few friends, no family, and little trust or goodwill beared towards those around him and the system in general. He's jaded and tired and looking for a way out, but you know how the saying goes. "Every time I try to get out, they pull me back in."
And then there was Her.

"Save the planet. Whenever I've read that bumper sticker I've had to laugh. Save the planet. What for? And for what, ourselves? What about God, can He help us? I don't think so. God gave us what we have to see how we use it. Shit, rats in a cage would have done it better. Life's a bitch and then you die - bumper sticker philosophy. Yeah, right."
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THE WORLD:
The setting of Toorop's life reads like science fiction, and it's for a very good reason; he comes from a future where cyberpunk is the name of the game, where technology has supplanted religion, where mankind can manufacture its own miracles. Men can be raised from the dead with a few artificial parts, women can undergo virgin births or be grown from organic material and computer chips, long-dead animals can be rejuvenated for the appreciation of those who never saw them in the wild. Civilization has been brought to its knees but risen again, bigger, better, brighter (if still grimy and false underneath), mankind's achievements straining ever higher while religions fight for prominence and worshippers, each trying to outdo the other. Resources are slim, money talks, wars rage the same as they always do even if the boundaries have changed so much as to be unrecognizable, and trust is a rare commodity.
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[DISCLAIMER: muse comes from the 2008 movie "Babylon A.D.", which is originally based on the book "Babylon Babies" by Maurice G Dantec. Toorop belongs to those involved in his creation, while Vin obviously belongs to himself. No profit is being made and no offense is intended.
Due to the nature of the original source material, you can expect violence, general uncouth/rude behavior, and probably a few other things. Mun and muse 21+, content rated accordingly.]
Too bad it was the day I died."
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THE MAN:
Toorop is a mercenary, smuggler, and general all-around Hired Gun, divorced from kin and country after getting himself put on a terrorist list in the States in a not-too-distant dystopic future after the complete collapse of just about every social construct imaginable. With nowhere else to turn he ended up in the cold, unforgiving clutches of Russia, and the criminal world therein, at least up until a sometime-employer dug him up and gave him one last job.
And wasn't that a kick in the ass.
His employers like him because he gets the job done, without complaint and without attachment, no matter how rough or tough the situation; over a decade in the life tends to do that for you. But it makes for few friends, no family, and little trust or goodwill beared towards those around him and the system in general. He's jaded and tired and looking for a way out, but you know how the saying goes. "Every time I try to get out, they pull me back in."
And then there was Her.

"Save the planet. Whenever I've read that bumper sticker I've had to laugh. Save the planet. What for? And for what, ourselves? What about God, can He help us? I don't think so. God gave us what we have to see how we use it. Shit, rats in a cage would have done it better. Life's a bitch and then you die - bumper sticker philosophy. Yeah, right."
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THE WORLD:
The setting of Toorop's life reads like science fiction, and it's for a very good reason; he comes from a future where cyberpunk is the name of the game, where technology has supplanted religion, where mankind can manufacture its own miracles. Men can be raised from the dead with a few artificial parts, women can undergo virgin births or be grown from organic material and computer chips, long-dead animals can be rejuvenated for the appreciation of those who never saw them in the wild. Civilization has been brought to its knees but risen again, bigger, better, brighter (if still grimy and false underneath), mankind's achievements straining ever higher while religions fight for prominence and worshippers, each trying to outdo the other. Resources are slim, money talks, wars rage the same as they always do even if the boundaries have changed so much as to be unrecognizable, and trust is a rare commodity.
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[DISCLAIMER: muse comes from the 2008 movie "Babylon A.D.", which is originally based on the book "Babylon Babies" by Maurice G Dantec. Toorop belongs to those involved in his creation, while Vin obviously belongs to himself. No profit is being made and no offense is intended.
Due to the nature of the original source material, you can expect violence, general uncouth/rude behavior, and probably a few other things. Mun and muse 21+, content rated accordingly.]



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