Project Superman 22e

But I insisted on knowing how many missions I had to go on until I could “retire” until I could “quit” and they would let me go and leave me alone. At the time they told me 10 just to shut me up and since at the time they still didn’t really know what I could do and since this was the first mission they really didn’t think that I would survive 10 missions. But after I ran the […] Read More

Project Superman 22d

But from somewhere inside me my true self, because my will is so strong, would fight through whatever they were doing to me and I would punch holes through the alternate reality platform they had built in my mind and I would freak out and start fighting them. I must have killed at least 15 of their men who would try and stop me once I started. When I would freak out no matter where I was, I was […] Read More

Project Superman 22c

Then the assassin would do things like go in, shoot everyone once in the head with a pistol then jump off a twenty-story building with no parachute hit the cement and get up and run away. I am that assassin, and the FBI is looking for me (I will get into that later). So I was trained at the Rochester facility. The thing is that when they were creating me, as part of my development they gave me a […] Read More

Project Superman 22b

I was selected at the age of 2 when my father was in the Navy. In addition to this, I have some very strange memories of when my family went to the October fest in Germany when we were there. Some strange events where they took my father and did something to him in the bathroom. Something where they humiliated him in some way and I remember watching and after when we left he was so ashamed about what […] Read More

Project Superman 22a

AND WHAT DO I DO! With the biggest, happiest voice and smile I can muster, I wave BYE-BYE! IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU, BYE-BYE! BYE-BYE. Just like I had just made two new best friends. I get in my car and turn the key. All the while I can’t help but feel really good about myself, proud, noble, and majestic as I drive away. I remember doing this because no matter how hard I fought back, no matter how […] Read More