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| User: | sixth_cylon (92048) Artemis (Cylon - Model 6)
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| Name: | sixth_cylon | |||||||||
| E-mail: | mmeubiquity@yahoo.com | |||||||||
| AOL IM: |  mmeubiquitous (Add Buddy, Send Message) | |||||||||
| Bio: | Name: Caprica Six Physical description: A tall, statuesque blonde, stunningly beautiful and amazingly strong. Fandom: Battlestar Galactica (end of Season Three) As a cylon, a machine with a human form, it cannot be said that Caprica Six was ever born. Yet in another sense, it is likewise true that she has been born and reborn, again and again. As a model number six, she is identical to thousands of others. But as the "hero" of Caprica, she is apart and alone. When the Cylons attacked the Twelve Colonies, their success or failure rested on her. On her ability to infiltrate the human defense network. And, to that end, her ability to seduce Gaius Baltar. She had done it, and had done it well. Too well. She fell in love with him. When the bombs exploded on Caprica, she shielded Gaius with her body, saving his life while destroying herself. After her resurrection, she was treated like a conquering hero by her kind. What they didn't know was that her love for Gaius had changed her...so much so that Gauis followed her, in her head, whispering things, an embodiment of her conflicted conscience. She started to sympathize with the humans, going so far as to kill another cylon to rescue one. She convinced the other cylons to try a change of tactics...that they should let the humans live (under cylon rule, of course) instead of wiping them out. But the plan was a disaster. The humans hated them. Worse still, the cylons began to fight, even kill, each other. it came down to a child...a half human, half cylon child named Hera. She was dying with the cylons, and God's plan was dying with her. So Six made a decision, betrayed her race, and stepped into a no-man's-land, a traitor to one group, and a treacherous machine to the other. And until very recently, she had had a lot of time to mull over the wisdom of that decision, as she sat in a cell on Galactica, wondering which opening of the door will bring someone to shoot her, send her back to the cylons, so they can wrap her consciousness up in a nice neat package and put it on a shelf for the rest of eternity... DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, and make no money from this. | |||||||||
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| Friend of: | 2: being_alive35, lucas_roe | |||||||||
| Account type: | Free Patient | |||||||||
