Apartment number 502. That's where I used to live on Caprica, and that's where I went to live after I downloaded. I'm not... I'm not just another Number Eight. I'm Sharon Valerii. My call sign is Boomer, and I'm a Raptor jock. I was on Galactica for two years, serving under Commander Adama. I remember getting my wings, I remember the hand-carved elephants my mother gave to me when I graduated, and I remember how my parents died in the mining accident.
Except it's not. There is no Abraham or Catherine Valerii. They never existed. Just lies, all lies, so I would think I was a normal human. And you know, for about two years, I really was one. But what do you do when you find out you're a Cylon, the very thing you hate?
( The poster child for disillusionment )
I don't know who I am anymore, or what I should believe in anymore. I don't know if I should let go of the lies or hang onto them. Should I try again and risk another failure like New Caprica, or should I just give up and let them box me, like Three wanted to do back on Caprica? All I know is this -- I'm alone. I've lost the man I love, the family on Galactica, the friend on the Cylon Basestar, even the stupid make-believe frakking daughter that wasn't really mine. Sharon has it all now, though -- Caprica, Hera, a husband, a commission... Adama. A family. I've got nothing.
Let's see if I can frak that up, too.
Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 757
Except it's not. There is no Abraham or Catherine Valerii. They never existed. Just lies, all lies, so I would think I was a normal human. And you know, for about two years, I really was one. But what do you do when you find out you're a Cylon, the very thing you hate?
( The poster child for disillusionment )
I don't know who I am anymore, or what I should believe in anymore. I don't know if I should let go of the lies or hang onto them. Should I try again and risk another failure like New Caprica, or should I just give up and let them box me, like Three wanted to do back on Caprica? All I know is this -- I'm alone. I've lost the man I love, the family on Galactica, the friend on the Cylon Basestar, even the stupid make-believe frakking daughter that wasn't really mine. Sharon has it all now, though -- Caprica, Hera, a husband, a commission... Adama. A family. I've got nothing.
Let's see if I can frak that up, too.
Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 757