Day #273 - Sarah Kael

Sarah lived the party life, all through college she jumped from partner to partner sometimes simultaneously, she lived the college life.

Studying journalism at college was far from where she thought she’d be, nowadays journalism is completely without integrity, since the birth of the internet in the new millennium journalism became to most popular profession and through this true journalism died, the magnates got what they wanted, so many journalists would blog their opinions on things that it was impossible to tell fact from fiction any more, the wealthy employed the best ‘independent’ journalists to help persuade the masses into believing the hype, back around the turn of the century the old ‘rags’ started handing out their journalism documents free of charge at mass public transport junctions, they would pollute people’s minds with their filth, the moguls would sit back and laugh at how easy it was to control the masses, Journalistic control was a new form of religion. Print media and physical books died out around the year 2050, Libraries became solely ‘online entities’ and Journalists were now evangelists.

Sarah was a new evangelist, the power however was emotionally consuming. She would secretly put subliminal messages into her reports just for fun, and watch the reactions of the minions, now that everything was avatar driven in a virtual universe it was easy to conceal or over release emotion. She was a natural and sought after by the largest conglomerates but the load was almost unbearable on her conscience, she’d single handedly persuaded governments to invade other territories just through her words.

She got a taste for the ‘Blue’ and would often complete her assignments whilst completely off her tree.

She needed an outlet, once a week she’d go to the local organic farm and volunteer with the Newppies, a modern verison of the ancient Hippie movement yet with a militant agenda as well, sort of similar to the New Salvation Army Movement but less violent, NEWSAM were bad mother fuckers.

Steck Saunders was her Newppie commandant, he was born and raised a Newppie and knew everything that you could possibly need to know about organic food and weaponry.

The one night wasn’t enough to address her conscience though so under the advice of her online therapist (which was really just a macro) Sarah sought out some of the ancient arts, she stumbled upon a Japanese calligraphy class, she was in love with the humbleness of it the moment her first class began, her teacher was a 63 year old Japanese man whom looked mysterious and rugged yet supremely gentle at the same time. The more she learned about this gentle old man the more she wanted to learn, it was something about his demeanour, he seemingly had nothing but had no concerns over material possessions nor external influences.

Over time their relationship got stronger and she frequented the Newppie Compound less and less.

This irritated Steck.

She decided that she wanted this old Japanese man to be the father of her child, she never wanted a child and knew that she could order one from the ‘Farm’ but the old man was what she found she wanted, she hatched a master plan, she’d get close, when she knew she was ovulating and get him drunk, she’d also take the egg enhancement pill to ensure fertilisation.

Then she put her plan into motion.

She didn’t want the old man to be concerned nor have the burden of raising a child so she decided that night to never see him again. And that’s exactly what she did.

She hired a full time Nurse to assist her during her term and once delivery had taken place the Nurse would be employed until the child reached maturity.

Hideo Ozawa (named after his father) was born.

Sarah had increased her time with the Newppies to 3 nights a week, shortly after Hideo’s 5^th birthday Sarah was spending one of her nights at the Newppie compound, the NEWSAMs invaded and wiped the place clean in an act of retaliation, nobody was spared.

Sarah was asset rich so there was a significant trust in place to raise Hideo as well as pay for the nurse to continue to his adulthood. It stipulated in her last will and testament that should Sarah disappear or die then and only then would Hideki be introduced to his son.

Hideki was stunned and excited to discover that he had an heir, he had not seen the woman he loved since that fateful night. He longed for her, it was his guilty pleasure. But parenthood was not his game, he raised Hideo the only way he knew, the samurai way, it was harsh and made Hideo resent his father, when Hideo finally reached manhood he severed ties with his father but his father always kept an eye on him. Hideki could not get across the carpark on that fateful night, in fact he got there only in time to witness his son’s final breath and see the smile in his eyes before he left existence.

Day #272 - Hideki Ozawa

Ozawa-san is and always has been a man of honour, well, except for one night.

Hideki had retired for some time and would receive his income from teaching a Thursday evening class he would hold on Japanese calligraphy, it didn't pay much but supplemented his pension and it would feed him and that's about all he needed, he was 63, alone but content.

He'd had a hard life and the scars to prove it, he'd survived and now was time to relax.

one of his pupils was a young journalist for a technology publication, her world was high pressure and always online, instant publishing to the webnet, she used this class to relax and unwind towards the end of the week, nobody was interested in this old Japanese man so there was no interest except her personal interest. Her journalistic instincts made her seek out this man's story and they built quite a friendship over time, she learned of his time in the Royal Japanese Protection Force as a bodyguard of the Emperor himself, after his service he emigrated to New US with a posting in the Japanese embassy, well really he was in charge of the security of the embassy and directly responsible for the safety of the diplomats. As he was trained in the ancient Samurai arts he was responsible for training the protection agents.

After his tenure in the government he retired to the outskirts of Vegas, the furthest distance from the embassy within the New US.

He was intrigued by this young white woman and why she'd be interested in this old man, he was nothing special in his eyes.

But she saw something different and would stay back after class yearning for more knowledge of this interesting man's past.

Hideki never knew love only service, for once in his life he was experiencing a strange new emotion and he wasn't entirely sure how to manage this intoxicating feeling.

Sarah Kael had a different agenda though, she, one night after class convinced Hideki to share some Sake with her. After the first two bottles they were overtaken by the Sake Ghost and ended up in an erotic embrace.

That would be the last time Hideki would see Sarah, for 9 months. Hideo was destined to be a bad boy, he was conceived under the power of the Sake Ghost.

Hideki tried to persuade his son to the noble ways but he had too much of his mother in him that led him to addictive ways.

As a birthright he passed on the only thing that was of any value to him, his Katana from his time in the Royal Protection Force, he'd keep his Wakazashi. He explained the significance of the Katana and how the only way that he should use was in self defence, that it should never draw blood in anger. Hideo would carry it around more as a showpiece than a self defence mechanism as he had his twin gold plated Desert Eagles for that job.

Once Hideki learned of what had happened to his Katana he kept an eye on it's new owner. When Hideki learned of the beheading of young Benny Velasquez he knew instantly that Jesus had used the Katana to behead him as no other weapon would do such a clean and efficient job, it was a disgrace and Hideki needed to balance the ledger. He picked his mid nineties body up, put on his best white linen suit, grabbed his Wakazashi and headed off to 525 Lanes in the early hours of the morning. He entered the establishment, identified his target and made his way across. Jesus focus his attention on Hideki and as he realised (God told him) the resemblance he was about to yell an abusive self defence comment to the old man he got as far as 'what the f....' before his own head was severed from his body in one clear motion, for the next 60 seconds Jesus was finally alone without the advice of his 'father', it was blissful, then his pulse stopped and his viewed dimmed forever.

Hideki had only one wrong to remedy, he took himself out to the car park and settled into the handicapped space on his knees, he drew his Wakazashi for one last time and committed the ancient ritual of 'sepuku' otherwise known as hari kari, the only course of action for a disgraced samurai to take.

Day #271 - Hideo Ozawa

Hideo was a gambler, a business man and a gangster.

Living around Vegas was both good and bad for him. Good in the sense that his organised crime business was thriving, bad because he has a nasty gambling addiction and Vegas was like Heroin for a gambling addict.

When times were tough he'd get a line of credit from a number of loan sharks, back in December was such a time, he was 200k in the hole to one of these sharks and down on his luck. The shark called in his marker. Whilst returning to his car he was confronted by a collections agent, as Hideo was not allowed to carry weapons into the casino he'd leave them in the back seat of his car, a pair of gold plated desert eagles and his father's Katana.

The collections agent stood between Hideo and his car, dismembering rail pistol pointed at Hideo's chest. Hideo was toast!

Just then Hideo noticed a dark figured flying across the car park and whilst Hideo dove out of the shot from the rail pistol the collections agent's rear skull was caved in. Jesus had struck him over the back of the head with a steel pole killing the man instantly.

Hideo got back to his feet, dusted himself off and cautiously approached the heavy breathing Jesus. Hideo thanked him for saving his life and Jesus merely said "I was just doing what God told me to do", Hideo was extremely impressed at how humble this man was.

Hideo opened the back door of his car and took out his father's Katana, he handed it to Jesus and asked that he accept this gift as a thank you for saving his life. Hideo explained that this was the weapon of a warrior of honour and dignity and that Jesus was far more qualified to possess it than he was. Hideo took Jesus out for a drink and they formed an instant bond. Jesus took Hideo bowling, it was nice to have a friend that wasn't a gangster.

At the turn of the new year Jesus wasn't quick enough across the carpark and Hideo took the round straight through the chest, Jesus cried for a week until God told him to stop and move on.

Day #270 - Jesus

What's in a name? When you name your child you really need to consider what reaction that could cause in other people and in your child.

Jesus Juan Pablo Villalobos Sanchez was the perfect argument, whilst he had very strong names given to him at birth his mother insisted on focusing on one name only, his first. She'd tell him how Jesus was the son of God and he led the people of his time because his father would give him instructions. By the time Jesus was 12 he was able to identify with his namesake. He would hear a voice in his head telling him to perform certain actions, of course to him, this was the voice of God.

When he was 15 he killed a dog because God told him to.

When he was 17 he killed a homeless man under instruction from God.

Jesus kept killing but he never got caught.

And nobody ever suspected anything.

Mainly because Jesus never had any remorse nor could he see that he'd done anything wrong.

This was his life.

And he bowled.

Oh, how he loved to bowl, most people had dream jobs or dream lives, all Jesus ever longed for was to bowl.

His dream was to own the largest bowling alley in the world. Along with 525 lanes it would have the world's largest video arcade and popcorn machine.

Okay, it was a pretty stupid dream but God kept telling him to dream it, he worked night and day on his designs, logging patents for new ball polishers, lighting creations and even some virtual pin technology.

He worked out that he would need about $240M to make his dream a reality so when his distant cousin turned up unannounced with a number of bags packed to the brim with 10000 dollar bills, (100 dollar bills seemed like small change nowadays) God sent him a message.

So that night once his cousin went to bed Jesus went to the cupboard and took out the Katana that his friend Hideo had given him for Christmas, with one foul swoop he removed his cousin's head and with that his bowling alley project began.

Jesus and God made a beautiful bowling alley but when you make something that big in Vegas some people will be watching you, especially when a number of contractors go 'missing' whilst working on the project.

It was a Wednesday morning 3:55am to be precise when a lone elderly Japanese gentleman entered the alley, there were a few prostitutes and college boys bowling in about 10 lanes but apart from that the place was pretty empty, Jesus was in his favourite place behind the shoe hire counter refreshing his stock's odour levels when the elderley Japanese approached him.

Jesus (with God in his ear) quickly focused their attention onto him, noting that he had only Jesus in his sights. Before Jesus could utter the phrase "What the fuck do you want?" the elderly Japanese man removed a Wakazashi from his suit jacket and removed Jesus' head.

He muttered something about disgrace, returned his weapon to its sheath, placed it back in his jacket in one swift movement and then quietly left the establishment.

Day #269 - Benny Velasquez

Benny was always on the large side of things, he was a 14lb baby, a record in his family and he had an insatiable hunger, the more he ate the bigger he got. When he started high school he still had baby fat as he'd not really grown too tall, he was 140cm tall at age 12 and 93kg. The other kids called him some awful nicknames, the one that hurt the most was 'no knuckles' on account of his inverted knuckles, his hands were very large and he had a lot of baby fat on them. This name calling obviously made Benny extremely self conscious and in an act of self defence he just went silent. For his entire high school life Benny barely said a word, instead he just became a wallflower and observed. He catalogued (in his mind) what people liked and what they wanted and just like every other boy in his school Benny just wanted a girlfriend but by the time he had hit 16 he was 195cm tall and about 140kg, he would have crushed any little girl with his embrace. So he remained alone, and silent.

Benny's one goal was to lose his virginity and he knew that he had to change the ratio, at high school it was 50-50 but he needed to be almost the only guy with a class full of girls to stand a chance, the law of averages (which he knew well) would err in his favour sooner or later. Benny being the straight A student that he was could have chosen any of the marquee scholarships, Law, Medicine etc but Benny knew that would just be full of rich kids and Asians and the ratio would be even lower. So as a result Benny chose the one field that he knew the ratio would be heaviest in his favour. Marketing. Benny chose the Nebraska State University to further his studies, he obtained a full scholarship and had a room on campus with a young chemistry major.

His years of soaking in what people liked made Benny a natural in his chosen field, he caught the eye of his lecturer a Ms Jacinta Brown, she'd once worked for Pear Computers back when they introduced the virtual palmtop range, it was difficult to market a computing solution that involved the insertion of a nano tech full PC into the user's palm. She managed to do it though, she successfully marketed something that you couldn't even see! She had a pedigree in the industry and was the only person Benny admired.

3 semesters into his University degree Benny lost his virginity, he'd just submitted his latest assessment and Jacinta asked to see him in her chambers to discuss it, when he arrived she seduced him and 78 seconds later Benny had lost his virginity. He may have been a marketing genius but he was the proverbial time bomb waiting to explode, which is exactly what he did 3 thrusts in.

Embarrassed as hell he returned to his dorm, only to find his room mate working on a little chemistry experiment, he'd obviously figured Benny would be out for some time and was a little startled to see him return so early. Andrew was Benny's only friend, ever, so after he stopped crying he spilled the beans to Andrew about what had happened. Andrew shared a little secret of his own with Benny. He'd been working on a way of heightening the droll government issued cocaine and he'd had a major breakthrough. Together they shared a gram and it supplied the greatest high that either of them had ever experienced. Benny immediately kicked into marketing mode again (by Marketing I mean another avenue to sleep with women) he'd realised that if they sold it to other students they could easily produce more and would shortly own the University party scene, he'd definitely have a better chance with the ladies if they were intoxicated.

The hardest trick would be to get Andrew to make him 50-50 partner with Benny not actually doing any work. Andrew bought it and they went into mass production.

The business grew at phenomenal rate and they expanded operations coast to coast, but when Benny was separated from Andre (his new pseudonym) he couldn't trust Andre to remain in control and soon found that Andre had been killed in a confrontation with the law. Benny's amazing brain knew instantly that they'd be after him next if they weren't already so he walked away, he fled to his 3rd cousin Jesus' flat just outside of Vegas and with $250M in cash, Benny would lay low and when the heat eased would flee to what was left of Mexico.

Benny didn't even make it to the border, Jesus decapitated him whilst he was sleeping and kept the cash for himself, he would fulfil his dream of building the world's largest bowling alley, 525 lanes!

Day #268 - Andre Escobar

the son of a Nebraska state fireman of Irish descent and Puerto Rican school mistress, Andrew Martin had a normal life, the middle class life. He attended a nice little public school, where his mother taught, he went on to be an above average student in high school and then went on to the Nebraska State University where he gained a double degree in Chemistry and Bio-Chemistry. Whilst in College roomed with a young man by the name of Benny 'Knuckles' Velasquez, Benny and Andrew whilst trying to make some extra party cash started dabbling in trying to 'extend' the government issued stimulants, Andrew with his new found knowledge of Chemistry he found a secret additive to make cocaine almost three times as potent, when it was burned, it turned blue.

Benny, being an marketing major and budding amateur film-maker decided that they needed a smarter way to market this new found product. Together they decided to hit the books, surprisingly Andrew bore a strong resisemblance to a Columbian native due to his genetic make up, therefore they decided to use Andrew as the figurehead for their organisation, he'd change his name to Andre Escobar and they'd say his lineage went back to the great Pablo Escobar. Benny being a rather heavyset Hispanic man whom stood about 2 metres tall and about 400 pounds would pass himself off as Andre's personal bodyguard. This way the two of them would always be together during negotiations.

During their college years they produced enough 'Columbian Blue' to fill a small football field and subsequently made the cash of a large software company. Not bad for two run of the mill middle class boys.

A year into their operations Benny being the marketing genius that he is decided that they needed to target bigger fish and since the State of California broke away and fell into the sea in the early 2300s Vegas was now the west coast and the Mecca for excess, Hollywood relocated there in early 2233 as the Jewish moguls could sense the end of the state of California and wisely moved east. Benny decided that they would quadruple the asking price of their 'Blue' and deal it exclusively to the Hollywood elite, they'd make double what they did already and only half the work, so Benny setup Starmaker Productions, a celebrity management firm acting as a front to move 'Blue' into the Elite arena. It was such as success that Benny took over operation of the Vegas operations whilst Andre setup base in New New York, they needed to move into the financial sector.

Somehow, mostly through dumb luck they avoided the authorities. That is until one of Andre's 'celebrity' clients was convicted of murdering one of their clients and threatened to blow the lid on the whole situation. Andre tried to keep his 'cover' going and stupidly threatened the local authorities but with Benny on the other side of the country Andre pulled a laser pistol on a federal agent whom unleashed a round from his rail gun right through Andre's sternum.

All Andre needed to do was to become Andrew Martin again but the illusion had fooled him too.

Benny at the news of Andrew's demise disappeared into the Nevada desert.

Day #267 - Dante Diamante

Dante Diamante always loved drama and was drawn to the stage from an early age, he had dreams of one day being a successful stage actor and having an extended run on New Broadway. He began in high school where he played the role of Scarlett O’Hara in the musical version of Casablanca, reviews stated that a new ‘star’ was born that this young lady would really make her mark on stage.

Rather than correct them about the gender confusion Dante decided to embrace it and would only perform in strong female leading roles, Dante took this to the limit, he’d actually attend the casting in women’s clothing and pass himself off as a young female.

His changed his stage name to Dainty Diamante, this way it wasn’t too much of a lie to pull off. Dainty played 3 seasons of Antony and Cleopatra to rave reviews all round, they’d never seen a Cleopatra with such a stage presence, the role earned him 2 Tony awards.

During this time Dante decided that he needed a manager to handle all of his affairs, enter Andre “Starmaker” Escobar a young Columbian agent with contacts from coast to coast and a mysterious history, as it turns out Andre’s grandfather 14 generations ago was none other than El Padron himself and Andre was the sole heir to the family business, the agency was a front to move “Columbia Blue” to high class Players in New New York.

Shortly after signing with the Starmaker Dante found himself out of work, nobody would touch anybody affiliated with the Starmaker and the Starmaker never let anybody off his books, alive. Dante found himself being used as a go-between for Starmaker's “Blue” operations and from time to time Dante ‘sampled’ the merchandise, this led to addiction and the need for high levels of capital. This is where Dante found his acting prowess would earn him huge dollars, Starmaker would set Dante up for ‘dates’ with certain special clientele with a particular interest. Dante soon found himself permanently in drag and whoring himself to support his ‘Blue’ habit.

Dante eventually found himself a sugar daddy with a strong addiction to 'Blue', Dante saw him as his way out of the Starmaker’s clutches. The Shark was a young wealthy entrepreneur with money to burn and a taste for the exotic and Dante is the link to the exotic that the Shark was after. Dante 'dated' the Shark exclusively for 5 years and although he got treated badly it was still better than how Andre treated him.

Dante was unfortunately setup for the murder of his lover, a crime of passion they called it.

Dante now spends his days performing in the prison drama edition of Casablanca the musical, he's simply the best darn Scarlett the stage has ever seen!