Mathew/Introduction - Revision history

https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=Mathew%2FIntroduction Mathew/Introduction - Revision history 2026-05-05T09:37:27Z Revision history for this page on the wiki MediaWiki 1.43.1 https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=24514&oldid=prev Mathew at 03:32, 14 November 2012 2012-11-14T03:32:04Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:32, 14 November 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div align="justify">Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I digress. The day the nanites hit had started like any other day. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by some kind of explosion outside. I ran to the doors to lock them when a huge cloud of grey dust blew the doors open. It left a metal taste in my mouth. After I locked the door I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to pull her off with some miner bites and cuts and she ran out an open window which I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I knew </del>I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up the way they were. So I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">took some costume pieces and started putting them together. I got the bottom </del>of <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a zoot suit and cut a hole in the back form </del>my new <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">tail to fit through</del>. I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">got </del>a knee length lab coat and <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stitched a hood onto it</del>. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">After that </del>I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">topped it with a fedora with holes cut in for my ears and painted </del>a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty snazzy if you ask me. I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">decided to exit </del>through the back door to avoid being seen by <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">anything that </del>might be <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">there</del>. After some running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stay with </del>the Prometheans <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in New Dawn</del>.</div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div align="justify">Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I digress. The day the nanites hit had started like any other day. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by some kind of explosion outside. I ran to the doors to lock them when a huge cloud of grey dust blew the doors open. It left a metal taste in my mouth. After I locked the door I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to pull her off with some miner bites and cuts and she ran out an open window which I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up the way they were. So I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">spent a couple </ins>of <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">days working on </ins>my new <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">outfit</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">took </ins>a knee length <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">white </ins>lab coat and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">some pinstripe suit pants and tailored them just the way I wanted</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">dyed </ins>a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as my insignia and topped it off with a fedora I cut holes in to fit my ears</ins>. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty snazzy if you ask me. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">laced up my sneakers and exited </ins>through the back door to avoid being seen by <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">whatever </ins>might be <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">outside</ins>. After some running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">call New Dawn my home and help </ins>the Prometheans <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">when I can</ins>.</div></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=24486&oldid=prev Mathew at 19:52, 11 November 2012 2012-11-11T19:52:53Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 19:52, 11 November 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div align="justify">Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">don’t think it’s very important how I got the job now</del>. The day the nanites hit <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was </del>like any other. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">an </del>explosion outside. I ran to the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">open door </del>to lock <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it </del>when a huge cloud of grey dust <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">with </del>a metal <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">after </del>taste <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">blew by me</del>. I <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">managed to lock </del>the door <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and </del>I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">get </del>her off with <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a few </del>bites and cuts and she ran out an open window I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I knew I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">like </del>the way they were. So I took <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a bunch </del>costume pieces and started putting them together. I got the bottom of a zoot suit and cut a hole in the back form my new tail to fit through. I got a knee length lab coat and stitched a hood onto it. After that I topped it with a fedora with holes cut in for my ears and painted a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">nice </del>if you ask me. I decided to exit through the back door to avoid being seen by anything that might be there. After <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a lot of </del>running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I stay with the Prometheans in New Dawn.</div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div align="justify">Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though a job at a designer costume shop might not be so average for an 18 year old but I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">digress</ins>. The day the nanites hit <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">had started </ins>like any other <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">day</ins>. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">some kind of </ins>explosion outside. I ran to the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">doors </ins>to lock <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">them </ins>when a huge cloud of grey dust <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">blew the doors open. It left </ins>a metal taste <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in my mouth</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">After </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">locked </ins>the door I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">pull </ins>her off with <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">some miner </ins>bites and cuts and she ran out an open window <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">which </ins>I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my boss’ cat, girly bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I knew I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up the way they were. So I took <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">some </ins>costume pieces and started putting them together. I got the bottom of a zoot suit and cut a hole in the back form my new tail to fit through. I got a knee length lab coat and stitched a hood onto it. After that I topped it with a fedora with holes cut in for my ears and painted a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">snazzy </ins>if you ask me. I decided to exit through the back door to avoid being seen by anything that might be there. After <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">some </ins>running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I stay with the Prometheans in New Dawn.</div></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21831&oldid=prev Mathew at 03:27, 25 September 2012 2012-09-25T03:27:00Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:27, 25 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">that </del>might not be so average. The day the nanites hit was like any other. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by an explosion outside. I ran to the open door to lock it when a huge cloud of grey dust with a metal after taste blew by me. I managed to lock the door and I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to get her off with a few bites and cuts and she ran out an open window I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">bosses </del>cat<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">. Girly </del>bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I knew I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up like the way they were. So I took a bunch costume pieces and started putting them together. I got the bottom of a zoot suit and cut a hole in the back form my new tail to fit through. I got a knee length lab coat and stitched a hood onto it. After that I topped it with a fedora with holes cut in for my ears and painted a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty nice if you ask me. I decided to exit through the back door to avoid being seen by anything that might be there. After a lot of running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I stay with the Prometheans in New Dawn.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"><div align="justify"></ins>Hi, my name is Mathew. Before the Promethean Nanites hit I was just your average furry. A few fetishes here and there and a well paying job at a designer costume shop. Though <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a job at a designer costume shop </ins>might not be so average <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">for an 18 year old but I don’t think it’s very important how I got the job now</ins>. The day the nanites hit was like any other. My boss had to step out for a minute and she left her cat in the staff room like she normally did. I was tending the register when I was thrown off guard by an explosion outside. I ran to the open door to lock it when a huge cloud of grey dust with a metal after taste blew by me. I managed to lock the door and I went to the staff room to check on the cat when she jumped me like a wild animal. I managed to get her off with a few bites and cuts and she ran out an open window I quickly shut. After a few days of waiting and eating the stuff in the break room I was looking a lot like my <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">boss’ </ins>cat<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, girly </ins>bits and everything. I knew something was wrong but I knew I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up like the way they were. So I took a bunch costume pieces and started putting them together. I got the bottom of a zoot suit and cut a hole in the back form my new tail to fit through. I got a knee length lab coat and stitched a hood onto it. After that I topped it with a fedora with holes cut in for my ears and painted a big black paw print on the back of the lab coat. After that I got my lucky pocket watch out of the employee safe and chained it to my pocket. I was looking pretty nice if you ask me. I decided to exit through the back door to avoid being seen by anything that might be there. After a lot of running for my life I managed to find a camp of animal people like me and was informed about what happened. So now I stay with the Prometheans in New Dawn.<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"></div></ins></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21830&oldid=prev Mathew at 03:18, 25 September 2012 2012-09-25T03:18:48Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 03:18, 25 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"></del></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Hi</ins>, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">my name is Mathew. Before </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Promethean Nanites hit </ins>I was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">just your average furry</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">A few fetishes here and there </ins>and a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">well paying job at a designer costume shop</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Though </ins>that <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">might not be so average</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">The day </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">nanites hit </ins>was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">like any other</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">My boss </ins>had <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to step out for a minute and she left her cat in </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">staff room like she normally did</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I was tending </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">register when I </ins>was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thrown off guard by an explosion outside</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I ran </ins>to the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">open door </ins>to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lock it when a huge cloud </ins>of <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">grey dust with </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">metal after taste blew by me</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">managed to lock the door and </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">went to </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">staff room </ins>to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">check on </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">cat when she jumped me like a wild animal</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">managed to get her off with a few bites and cuts and she ran out an open window </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">quickly shut</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">After </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">few days of waiting </ins>and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">eating </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stuff in </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">break room </ins>I was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">looking a lot like </ins>my <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">bosses cat</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Girly bits </ins>and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">everything</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">knew something </ins>was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">wrong but I knew I couldn't just go outside with my clothes ripped up like </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">way they were</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">So I took a bunch costume pieces and started putting them together</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">got </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">bottom of </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">zoot suit </ins>and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">cut </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hole </ins>in the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">back form </ins>my <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">new tail </ins>to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fit through</ins>. I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">got a knee length lab coat </ins>and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stitched a hood onto it</ins>. After <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">that </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">topped it with </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fedora with holes cut in for </ins>my <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ears </ins>and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">painted </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">big black paw print on the </ins>back of the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lab coat. After that </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">got </ins>my <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lucky pocket watch </ins>out <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">of </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">employee safe </ins>and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">chained it </ins>to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">my pocket</ins>. I was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">looking pretty nice if you ask </ins>me. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I decided to exit through </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">back door </ins>to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">avoid being seen by anything that might be there</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">After </ins>a lot <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">of running for my life </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">managed </ins>to <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">find </ins>a <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">camp </ins>of <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">animal people like me and was informed about what happened</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">So now </ins>I <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stay with </ins>the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Prometheans </ins>in <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">New Dawn</ins>.</div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21822&oldid=prev Mathew at 01:59, 25 September 2012 2012-09-25T01:59:03Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 01:59, 25 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><div align="justify">I was born in a utopia in the year 11,990 and raised to be a test subject for an experimental time pod being developed by the government. The time pod was scheduled to be tested on my 18th birthday and I was to be sent back to the year 2008. You see most of the recorded history from that time and onward had been destroyed for unknown reasons a long time ago. I was being sent there to find out what happened. Between the time I was born and my 18th birthday I was taught about all the remaining history of that time. Apparently something called the Prometheus Virus happened but no one knows what that was. Years of testing had concluded that whatever it was had broken down around the time the great flare hit the planet. Though that's another event we know only little about. The earliest recorded history we know of is from the year 8000 and that was the Great Species War between the predators and the prey. Don't get confused though as both sides were omnivorous. The terms predator and prey were used to separate the larger stronger animal tribes from the smaller weaker animal tribes. The war ended with the Treaty of Unity which stated that every animal tribe would work together to advance the quality of life. You can probably figure out how I ended up in a utopian society now. When I turned 18 my father Mathew Sr told me that I would soon know the answer to every question I would ever have for the rest of my life. But I think he's just going crazy. He once told me he knows what happened in 2008 but couldn't tell anyone until I was gone. What a weird guy. That day I was briefed on my mission and put into the time pod. When the time pods diagnostic systems came back green then I started countdown and was on my way. Everything was going smoothly until the time pods experimental chrono-core overheated and cracked. The time pod went out of control and crashed far before 2008. The navigation system estimated that I was in California around the year 75,000 B.C. I pushed the time pod into a near by cave in the California mountains and after covering up the cave entrance decided to take a nap. I had no idea the crack in the chrono-core was leaking radiation. When I woke up I found out that the radiation had completely halted my aging. After a few hundred years I discovered that the radiation had also stopped the need to consume food and the need to sleep. With the time pod damaged beyond repair I decided to just sit in the cave and watch time go by around me. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for something interesting to happen I started running into the indigenous hairless people of the area and they revered me as a god. I wasn't really into the whole idea and eventually they forgot about my physical existence and revered me as a spirit. I took advantage of this and faded back into obscurity. I starting collecting various bits of clothing from the people I ran into in the woods and I was eventually able to disguise my animalistic appearance and check out the world that was building around my cave. When 2008 came around I was reminded of my mission and waited to see what the world changing event I had had been sent there to find out about was. At the time the Prometheus Virus was released I had no idea what was going on around me. Everyone starting mutating into animal and monsters. It took a few days for the Virus to start affecting me but it eventually did. Although I didn't lose my mind like a lot infected I had to fight a lot of them. Now I try to make the best of the situation I am in.</div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"><!--</ins><div align="justify">I was born in a utopia in the year 11,990 and raised to be a test subject for an experimental time pod being developed by the government. The time pod was scheduled to be tested on my 18th birthday and I was to be sent back to the year 2008. You see most of the recorded history from that time and onward had been destroyed for unknown reasons a long time ago. I was being sent there to find out what happened. Between the time I was born and my 18th birthday I was taught about all the remaining history of that time. Apparently something called the Prometheus Virus happened but no one knows what that was. Years of testing had concluded that whatever it was had broken down around the time the great flare hit the planet. Though that's another event we know only little about. The earliest recorded history we know of is from the year 8000 and that was the Great Species War between the predators and the prey. Don't get confused though as both sides were omnivorous. The terms predator and prey were used to separate the larger stronger animal tribes from the smaller weaker animal tribes. The war ended with the Treaty of Unity which stated that every animal tribe would work together to advance the quality of life. You can probably figure out how I ended up in a utopian society now. When I turned 18 my father Mathew Sr told me that I would soon know the answer to every question I would ever have for the rest of my life. But I think he's just going crazy. He once told me he knows what happened in 2008 but couldn't tell anyone until I was gone. What a weird guy. That day I was briefed on my mission and put into the time pod. When the time pods diagnostic systems came back green then I started countdown and was on my way. Everything was going smoothly until the time pods experimental chrono-core overheated and cracked. The time pod went out of control and crashed far before 2008. The navigation system estimated that I was in California around the year 75,000 B.C. I pushed the time pod into a near by cave in the California mountains and after covering up the cave entrance decided to take a nap. I had no idea the crack in the chrono-core was leaking radiation. When I woke up I found out that the radiation had completely halted my aging. After a few hundred years I discovered that the radiation had also stopped the need to consume food and the need to sleep. With the time pod damaged beyond repair I decided to just sit in the cave and watch time go by around me. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for something interesting to happen I started running into the indigenous hairless people of the area and they revered me as a god. I wasn't really into the whole idea and eventually they forgot about my physical existence and revered me as a spirit. I took advantage of this and faded back into obscurity. I starting collecting various bits of clothing from the people I ran into in the woods and I was eventually able to disguise my animalistic appearance and check out the world that was building around my cave. When 2008 came around I was reminded of my mission and waited to see what the world changing event I had had been sent there to find out about was. At the time the Prometheus Virus was released I had no idea what was going on around me. Everyone starting mutating into animal and monsters. It took a few days for the Virus to start affecting me but it eventually did. Although I didn't lose my mind like a lot infected I had to fight a lot of them. Now I try to make the best of the situation I am in.</div<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">>--</ins>></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21812&oldid=prev Mathew at 01:20, 25 September 2012 2012-09-25T01:20:51Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 01:20, 25 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I was born in a utopia in the year 11,990 and raised to be a test subject for an experimental time pod being developed by the government. The time pod was scheduled to be tested on my 18th birthday and I was to be sent back to the year 2008. You see most of the recorded history from that time and onward had been destroyed for unknown reasons a long time ago. I was being sent there to find out what happened. Between the time I was born and my 18th birthday I was taught about all the remaining history of that time. Apparently something called the Prometheus Virus happened but no one knows what that was. Years of testing had concluded that whatever it was had broken down around the time the great flare hit the planet. Though that's another event we know only little about. The earliest recorded history we know of is from the year 8000 and that was the Great Species War between the predators and the prey. Don't get confused though as both sides were omnivorous. The terms predator and prey were used to separate the larger stronger animal tribes from the smaller weaker animal tribes. The war ended with the Treaty of Unity which stated that every animal tribe would work together to advance the quality of life. You can probably figure out how I ended up in a utopian society now. When I turned 18 my father Mathew Sr told me that I would soon know the answer to every question I would ever have for the rest of my life. But I think he's just going crazy. He once told me he knows what happened in 2008 but couldn't tell anyone until I was gone. What a weird guy. That day I was briefed on my mission and put into the time pod. When the time pods diagnostic systems came back green then I started countdown and was on my way. Everything was going smoothly until the time pods experimental chrono-core overheated and cracked. The time pod went out of control and crashed far before 2008. The navigation system estimated that I was in California around the year 75,000 B.C. I pushed the time pod into a near by cave in the California mountains and after covering up the cave entrance decided to take a nap. I had no idea the crack in the chrono-core was leaking radiation. When I woke up I found out that the radiation had completely halted my aging. After a few hundred years I discovered that the radiation had also stopped the need to consume food and the need to sleep. With the time pod damaged beyond repair I decided to just sit in the cave and watch time go by around me. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for something interesting to happen I started running into the indigenous hairless people of the area and they revered me as a god. I wasn't really into the whole idea and eventually they forgot about my physical existence and revered me as a spirit. I took advantage of this and faded back into obscurity. I starting collecting various bits of clothing from the people I ran into in the woods and I was eventually able to disguise my animalistic appearance and check out the world that was building around my cave. When 2008 came around I was reminded of my mission and waited to see what the world changing event I had had been sent there to find out about was. At the time the Prometheus Virus was released I had no idea what was going on around me. Everyone starting mutating into animal and monsters. It took a few days for the Virus to start affecting me but it eventually did. Although I didn't lose my mind like a lot infected I had to fight a lot of them. Now I try to make the best of the situation I am in.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"><div align="justify"></ins>I was born in a utopia in the year 11,990 and raised to be a test subject for an experimental time pod being developed by the government. The time pod was scheduled to be tested on my 18th birthday and I was to be sent back to the year 2008. You see most of the recorded history from that time and onward had been destroyed for unknown reasons a long time ago. I was being sent there to find out what happened. Between the time I was born and my 18th birthday I was taught about all the remaining history of that time. Apparently something called the Prometheus Virus happened but no one knows what that was. Years of testing had concluded that whatever it was had broken down around the time the great flare hit the planet. Though that's another event we know only little about. The earliest recorded history we know of is from the year 8000 and that was the Great Species War between the predators and the prey. Don't get confused though as both sides were omnivorous. The terms predator and prey were used to separate the larger stronger animal tribes from the smaller weaker animal tribes. The war ended with the Treaty of Unity which stated that every animal tribe would work together to advance the quality of life. You can probably figure out how I ended up in a utopian society now. When I turned 18 my father Mathew Sr told me that I would soon know the answer to every question I would ever have for the rest of my life. But I think he's just going crazy. He once told me he knows what happened in 2008 but couldn't tell anyone until I was gone. What a weird guy. That day I was briefed on my mission and put into the time pod. When the time pods diagnostic systems came back green then I started countdown and was on my way. Everything was going smoothly until the time pods experimental chrono-core overheated and cracked. The time pod went out of control and crashed far before 2008. The navigation system estimated that I was in California around the year 75,000 B.C. I pushed the time pod into a near by cave in the California mountains and after covering up the cave entrance decided to take a nap. I had no idea the crack in the chrono-core was leaking radiation. When I woke up I found out that the radiation had completely halted my aging. After a few hundred years I discovered that the radiation had also stopped the need to consume food and the need to sleep. With the time pod damaged beyond repair I decided to just sit in the cave and watch time go by around me. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for something interesting to happen I started running into the indigenous hairless people of the area and they revered me as a god. I wasn't really into the whole idea and eventually they forgot about my physical existence and revered me as a spirit. I took advantage of this and faded back into obscurity. I starting collecting various bits of clothing from the people I ran into in the woods and I was eventually able to disguise my animalistic appearance and check out the world that was building around my cave. When 2008 came around I was reminded of my mission and waited to see what the world changing event I had had been sent there to find out about was. At the time the Prometheus Virus was released I had no idea what was going on around me. Everyone starting mutating into animal and monsters. It took a few days for the Virus to start affecting me but it eventually did. Although I didn't lose my mind like a lot infected I had to fight a lot of them. Now I try to make the best of the situation I am in.<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"></div></ins></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21806&oldid=prev Mathew at 22:15, 24 September 2012 2012-09-24T22:15:02Z

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Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21801&oldid=prev Mathew at 05:33, 24 September 2012 2012-09-24T05:33:13Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 05:33, 24 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21800&oldid=prev Mathew at 04:04, 24 September 2012 2012-09-24T04:04:09Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 04:04, 24 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I was born in a utopia in the year 11,990 and raised to be a test subject for an experimental time machine being developed by the government. The time machine was scheduled to be tested on my 18th birthday and the 10,000th anniversary of the Promethean incident which history told us was a terrible event at first but once we had accepted the changes they ushered in the new age of humanity. The mission started without a problem as the time machine completed it's diagnostic checks and the dial started to decrease from the starting year of 10,008. Half way thought the test the core's cooling system shorted out. I was in the middle of repairing it when a power surge caught me by surprise and I smash my head into the core and blacked out. When I woke up the core was leaking and the time machine was laying on the ground. Using the backup power I found out from the navigation system that I was in California in the year 75,936 B.C. I Pushed my wrecked time machine into a nearby cave in the California mountains and built myself a small den in the cave. I later discovered that the radiation from the leaking time machine core had caused me to stop aging. I also found out that I didn't require any food or sleep to function properly. With my time machine wrecked beyond repair blocked the cave entrance and took a long sleep. I took many long sleeps waking up in many different years at which point I started collecting clothing to disguise my less than human appearance. When 2008 finally came around I started standing outside the Zephyr building to watch them make history. Now that the Promethean incident has happened I just try to make the best of the world in it's current state.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"></ins></div></td></tr> </table>

Mathew https://wiki.flexiblesurvival.com/index.php?title=Mathew/Introduction&diff=21677&oldid=prev Mathew at 08:45, 22 September 2012 2012-09-22T08:45:52Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 08:45, 22 September 2012</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l1">Line 1:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 1:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"></del></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>I was born <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in a utopia </ins>in the year 11,990 <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and raised to be a test subject for an experimental time machine being developed by the government. The time machine was scheduled to be tested on my 18th birthday and the 10,000th anniversary of the Promethean incident which history told us was a terrible event at first but once we had accepted the changes they ushered in the new age of humanity. The mission started without a problem as the time machine completed it's diagnostic checks and the dial started to decrease from the starting year of 10,008. Half way thought the test the core's cooling system shorted out. I was in the middle of repairing it when a power surge caught me by surprise and I smash my head into the core and blacked out. When I woke up the core was leaking and the time machine was laying on the ground. Using the backup power I found out from the navigation system that I was in California in the year 75,936 B.C. I Pushed my wrecked time machine into a nearby cave in the California mountains and built myself a small den in the cave. I later discovered that the radiation from the leaking time machine core had caused me to stop aging. I also found out that I didn't require any food or sleep to function properly. With my time machine wrecked beyond repair blocked the cave entrance and took a long sleep. I took many long sleeps waking up in many different years at which point I started collecting clothing to disguise my less than human appearance. When 2008 finally came around I started standing outside the Zephyr building to watch them make history. Now that the Promethean incident has happened I just try to make the best of the world in it's current state.</ins></div></td></tr> </table>

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