"You wanna lot of changes? 'Few years back, the job description for the Turks started changin'. Wasn't just about doin' the dirty work, no more. It was about the coverups. Killin' off entire towns an' coverin the company's tracks. AVALANCHE, this eco-terrorist group of tree-huggers, tries to save the planet by killin' off everyone on the planet. 'Bout the same time, SOLDIER had a mass-desertion, an' one of theirs got hard to work tryin' to kill off the company because of some kinda twisted bent for revenge that he got put on."
He shrugged.
"I still don't even know what for. He got some Jenova on the brain or somethin', I guess. Them genes are nothin' but mental friggin' poison."
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Date: 2009-08-11 02:31 am (UTC)He shrugged.
"I still don't even know what for. He got some Jenova on the brain or somethin', I guess. Them genes are nothin' but mental friggin' poison."