First of all, I never new my parents. I spent my childhood around doctors the whole time, and never had any friends. Growing up, I was naturally weak and so I had to take drugs to even me out, which has turned out to have horrible side effects on my growth. These days, I barely get any sun. The only person I can talk to is a computer program and some -blam!- coworkers. I have a horrible sense of clothing, and I never want to show my face because I am so pale. Worst thing is, they all expect me to save them from the Prometheans and keep calling me Master Chief.
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[url=http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs41/i/2009/020/0/4/Art_from___300_____Ephialtes_by_schellstudio.jpg]You misled me . . .[/url]