Just because he was created on one of the lowest levels of Iacon didn't mean he had to accept it. He'd sneak closer to the higher levels to watch as the nobles went about their day. He watched and dreamed and obsessed.
The first thing to change was his mannerisms and attitude. His tone, his speech patterns and vocabulary changed. He became haughty, condescending and crude to the 'lower class' despite being one of them.
Then he began to change his body: brighter colors, a sleeker chassis, more exotic features until soon his original body had been entirely reformatted.
He left his original job before his contract was up, snuck his way to one of the upper levels- still too low to be apart of the nobility he so admired but now almost respectable.
New name, new life- he could almost pretend he'd always been what he wanted to be.
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Date: 2008-09-08 05:42 pm (UTC)The first thing to change was his mannerisms and attitude. His tone, his speech patterns and vocabulary changed. He became haughty, condescending and crude to the 'lower class' despite being one of them.
Then he began to change his body: brighter colors, a sleeker chassis, more exotic features until soon his original body had been entirely reformatted.
He left his original job before his contract was up, snuck his way to one of the upper levels- still too low to be apart of the nobility he so admired but now almost respectable.
New name, new life- he could almost pretend he'd always been what he wanted to be.