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32 Vancouver, British Columbia, CA Cis Man

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I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 24–37
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My details

Last online
Yesterday – 7:57am
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
6′ 0″ (1.82m)
Body type
Average
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Atheism, and somewhat serious about it
Sign
Cancer, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Construction
Income
Status
Single
Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Speaks
English (Fluently)
My self-summary
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"There are many things you need to know. The most important thing to remember, you are responsible for your own survival."

My eyelids slowly flutter open. There is a pale blue glow, it passes through a thin layer of glass above me. As I stretch my fingers I hear a faint hissing noise. Bands that had gone unnoticed release from around my wrists and ankles.

A loud "Pop" and the glass haltingly lifts away.

Questions come unbidden to my mind.

"How long was I asleep?" "Where am I?" " Why do I feel so light?" "How did I get here?

...

"Who am I?"
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
A sharp mechanical voice rattles out an indecipherable series of what I assume are supposed to be words. Right at the end it clears up enough for me to hear, "last known occupation, construction management."

Is it talking about me? Was I in construction management before I went to sleep? What does that mean?
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
I attempt to step forward, my legs betray me and I nearly fall to the floor. Or is it a deck? I catch myself immediately, balancing on half my foot. Interesting, I guess I'm not clumsy.

Looking around I realize my hand seems blurry. My vision doesn't seem to be very clear. There is a compartment next to my .... bed? It looks more like a pod. I'm starting to feel like I'm in a science fiction movie, and not one of those ones with lots of camera flares.

In the compartment next to my pod I find. My glasses. And a cell phone. I try to turn it on, to no avail. Huh, I guess the battery is dead. And I don't see a charger. I feel like I'm not the kind of person who would forget my charger.

Oh hey, I almost missed that. A key. It has "22" carved into the side.

Well, now that I have my glasses on, this place looks even more dreary. As much as I like blue skies, whose idea was blue emegency lighting? Empty corridor, no other "pods". No one to greet me.

As I look around I see a small bank of lockers to my left. I move unsteadily towards them, my legs still weak from my long nap. There are four lockers. They appear to have numbers on them. 3, 13, 17, 22. I look at the key, back at my pod and at locker 22. Seriously? Why'd I even have it locked? Well, let's see what's inside.
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Hmm, it appears that I really wanted to pack this locker. It's crammed.

Of course the first thing I notice is a kindle. I pull it out then check the charge. Looks like it's good to go.

Powering up the kindle I look through the directory, quietly reading the titles to myself, "Song of Ice and Fire, The Wheel of time, Animorphs, Star Wars Thrawn trilogy, Tigana, Trilisk, ..... " I guess I have reading material for a while.

Once I set the kindle down I see a charger which should work for my cell phone and kindle. Inspecting the corridor I notice what appears to be an outlet for my charger, next to the lockers.

After I start charging my phone, I continue investigating the locker. I pull out a flash drive, as I reflexively move to put it in my pocket, I realize I don't have any pockets. I appear to be wearing a jumpsuit. A comfy jumpsuit, kind of like a Stitch Onesie. I tuck the flash drive into the sleeve of my jump suit.

As I look back to the locker I notice a tube. Mashed potatoes and gravy. Sounds delicious. If it wasn't in a tube. I decide to try some, I've never been afraid to try new food before. Hmm, not bad for food from a tube.