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Name's Jason Haley. I'm an author, so don't expect a lot of drawing art out of me. I can't draw worth my life. I do, however, enjoy playing games online or offline. Favorites would be: shooters, racing, and maybe some RPGs on the side.

Jason Haley @JHaley

Age 34, Male

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What school? I'm out of it.

Somewhere. I won't say.

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Posted by JHaley - September 5th, 2009


Hey there, name's Leif. I'm a good friend of Jason's, if he hasn't already told you that enough. Hmph. Typical of him to go off on every little detail he knows. Anyhow, Jason isn't here right now, and I don't know where he went because, also a typical factor for him, he never tells anybody he knows ANYTHING when he's off on some super secret errand. But I did happen to stumble across his office and find a huge mess of papers all over the floor. One of them contained parts of a story that he's working on, and they look like character developments. Although, he wrote them in Russian, yet another factor of his massive distrust towards anybody and everybody unless he knows he can confide in them, so I'm going to try my best to translate these. Here goes:

PERSON IN QUESTION: Heather Costick

STORY TO APPEAR: Solo Project Alpha-1, Minerva, and possible others

PERSONALITY TRAITS: Eccentric, hyperactive, determined, a really good shot

BIO: was an experiment for a facility to the west of St. Binah that nobody but the leader of Alciudad knew of. Escaped after an accident caused the power to go out, thus releasing the pressure valves that held her animation capsule shut. Seventeen doctors killed, eighty-nine security officers wounded in action, thirty more killed. Escaped to Arkad ruins. Current whereabouts unknown as of late.

Jason writes in a really small notebook. And I can guess that since his handwriting is really hard to read, especially when he writes in Russian characters, I must have gotten at least half of that wrong. Oh well, I'm sure Jason will have a good translation for me when he gets back. Oh yeah, and I found a message in his inbox. It looks like spam mail, here, I'll let you try and figure it out:

MaybE annE wasn'T Mad aftEr All. The earthquake THat shE said would ProbabLy hit Actually came, and ZAck said he was there.

If I know Jason, whenever he gets an email like this, it's usually a request from somebody I've never heard of, or it's usually Zack Tanner telling him something I'm not meant to know about. And if I know Jason, I know better than to ask about it, because when I do, he gets really hostile for some reason. Well, whatever. To each his own, and I'm gonna' skip on out of Jason's office before he catches me, I can see him walking towards the house now. He looks like he just went to Japan, what's with all that crap he's carrying?

Alright, so, apparently, Leif got in on the scoop that I'm making yet another character. And that email I got was from Jack Winstone, old old friend of mine. He and his brother Clyde were in town, and they wanted me to meet up with them to check out the stuff they got on their trip through Shanghai. Pretty cool, too. I'm not sure how they managed to nab a Luger and a Chinese sword, but I don't care either, so I'm just gonna' sit here and drool about the two items.

God, I need to clean this mess up. I must have been smashed last night, there's never this big a mess of papers on the floor in here. Ah, crap, I just stepped on Bryce. Why the hell is HE in my office? He's got his own room...

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Did we forget to tell Leif that there isn't any conspiracy theory going on, and that those emails you get aren't from Government spies that want you to assassinate some guy in Korea? Because they're not, I've been the sender of one of those emails.

ReMeMbEr? I wRoTe LiKe ThIs ThE wHoLe TiMe.

YeAh, AnD i ReSpOnDeD tHe SaMe WaY.

Wow. Leif's getting worked up over nothing. I send you those emails all the time, dude. XD

I know. That's how I knew it was from somebody I knew, because nobody else but Leif and I would know that capitalizing each letter of general importance is my special code of contact.

Sometimes, people even send me maps written in with the words. Those are a bit confusing.