One ticket for a psychotic roleplay by Mokley please. :D

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ID: MO-3 #10. Has adopted the name Patrick.

ABSTRACT: More than a clone.

DETAIL: Patrick is from the future of our reality or any number of other ones, who knows which. What is known is what awaits in this future is utopia. In a sense of the word. There are three classes in this future. The wealthy, the not wealthy, and the clones. The clones are used for free labor and given little choice. The idea of this in the beginning was seen as morally detestable. But when it was promised that only felons would be cloned things died down.

So that is how Patrick came to be. His host had managed to do something [i]very[/i] illegal. Whether the crime involved a large number of bodies or illegal time traveling Patrick doesn't know, and it's meant to stay that way. All clones are forced to take a pill daily. This pill keeps the memories of their host suppressed, makes them more docile, and as a side affect somewhat forgetful. 

He used to be a janitor before the building he worked for acquired robotics for cleaning. So in all of this Patrick is a mechanic for glorified roombas now.

He tries to be different. He tries to prove he isn't just a carbon copy, but it can be hard when you are under constant supervision. As an act of rebellion he will sometimes pretend to take his pill and then immediately spit it out. On those days he feels good. He doesn't remember his host.. but he feels stuff. He feels happy, depressed at times, and angry.. Oh, angry. He enjoyed the anger, being able to just [i]feel[/i] something so powerful over his circumstances felt amazing. He was careful with his anger though. He only took it out on a pillow or something. Never human. Until...

One day he got really angry. The man that usually watched his sector and made sure he didn't run off was sick. So Patrick got to deal with the real gem of a person known as Ken. Patrick had skipped his meds that day. This time he was a bit sloppy though. Somehow Ken figured it out and confronted him. He said Patrick didn't have the right, called him names, pushed him around, shoved a bottle of those pills into Patick's chest and told him to take em'. He was sick of him. The anger got the better of Patrick that day.

In a panic over what he had done he ran and hid with his bottle of cursed pills. He was terrified of what would happen, what they would do to him. Should he take the pills? He didn't know! In the end he sat in a closet and wept until... He was gone.[/hider]