<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/DECLANSIGF.png">[ img ]</a><br/>Max<br/>20<br/><br/>Max was a kid of the street and had been for a long time. He knew anything and everything that went on around the streets. He had contacts with people from the more sinister parts of life. From drug dealers to mafia men. He wasn't a bad kid but he had to deal with the craptastic hand life had dealt him in some form or other. However, he always wished for something more. Something different that would change his life. Hopefully for the better but you never knew with the world nowadays. He heard that there had been a shooting a while back in upper town. It wasn't any of his concern. He just wanted to mind his own and stay under the radar. He wasn't well known and thus was perfect for the occasional mission such as a message go between. The cops occasionally used him as an anonymous mole. He only told enough to help but not enough to get his ass in trouble. He was tired of this street life though. Hunger was a constant part of his life. Something new and different had to save him from a life slowly spiraling towards chaos and criminology.<br/><br/>One day as he was walking he half tripped over a piece of paper that had gotten caught on his foot. He lifted his foot and pulled it off his foot. He looked it over. It was a strange encrypted card. He turned it over and saw ~MAS777DIS~ He blinked and saw a number underneath it. It was scrambled up. Once he figure out the code he went to a payphone. Rummaging around in his pocket for some change he had found earlier. He found it and put it in the payphone. Dialing the encrypted number and held the phone to his ear. He wondered what it would go to. Suddenly the ground fell out from under him and he fell down a strange slide. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAA!!!!!!!" he cried out. The trick door sliding shut as he whipped around twists and turns. Around corners and up and down a hill like thing. He suddenly flew through a wall and landed with an oof on the ground. Unsure where he was as he stood up. Looking around at the strange room. "Hello?" He called out. It echoed a bit. He still held the paper in his hand. What the hell just happened? Where was he?