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Ringus Trill's Journal
"Fishheads
Downtime
First Life
My day was normal starting off with bacon and crystal, YUM! I left out towards the laundromat to meet Mama's friend Monroe, who was antsy at my cheap prices and could not BELIEVE my deals (I must be good at business). When I asked her about her dealer, she seemed worried that I might fix prices with him. Strange world today huh. Without a solid lead, I made my way back home to reup with Bo before heading off towards my second lead (followin the money trail!). On the way, I began to realize that last job started to do its work on me. I could hear a crack fiend getting canned (literally) on the otherside of town even while driving.
When I arrived, he was clearly bleeding out and his nose was bent crooked. In a flash to save his life, I saved the cash from his wallet that would otherwise go unspent, walked into a nearby shop and got the folks to call an ambulance. In the mean time, I was able to get access to his phone and find the fella who roughed his ass up and with the new power, I could discern the area. Seeing as I dont own a phone (maybe i oughta get one now), I meandered around until I found the address. Naturally, I went in to talk, but unfortunately he had a weapon so I had to defend myself! After stabbing him in the leg, he tried to pop me, but his gun jammed. I put one in his chest, his gun jams again. He clears it and fires, missing, I hit him again, he hides behind the couch. I rush him and put his ass DOWN! I failed in making a connection into the drug world, but I did what I had to do.
"Dog Nightmare"
Here Lies Ringus Trill
Lived his life being a double-crossing snake; finally, he was betrayed by his own betrayal; and immediately got a stone slug to the skull.
Gen-Wyld: Beyond Natural
On March 14, 2018, a little-known company named Gen-Wyld announced FDA approval for a groundbreaking procedure to enhance a patient’s primary and secondary sexual characteristics using gene therapy. The company was an overnight success.
Shortly thereafter, they introduced a suite of gene-altering body modification procedures that allowed patients to make dramatic aesthetic changes to their bodies by gene-splicing “non-human” anatomy. Those daring (and wealthy) enough can now add cuttlefish pigmentation to their skin, sport a pair of fox ears, and even add a functional tail. While rare, these so-called “modders” draw plenty of hate from conservative communities.
Thanks to their revolutionary procedures, Gen-Wyld is now a household name. Norman Carlson, Gen-Wyld’s chief evangelist, recently announced the company is in the trial phase for a groundbreaking treatment for diabetes.
Yet despite their success, a shroud of secrecy surrounds Gen-Wyld. Their no-patent policy obscures the secrets of their procedures from the public eye. Financial experts claim that Gen-Wyld is run less like a traditional business and more like an NGO with some specific, unknown objective.
Some claim that they will not stop until humanity has been reduced to monstrous slaves and that Gen-Wyld’s board of directors will install themselves as inhuman overlords of the new world order.
However, until the true secrets behind Gen-Wyld are discovered, the genetic biotech firm will continue to grow, develop, and progress its grand designs.