Deirdre the Lone

My name is Deirdre (a Gaelic name I picked up on Terra, meaning sorrow- as a child I was named Edana- meaning little fire).

The story of my life begins on a blurry note as I have no memory of my parents. I lived on the streets of the igmo homeworld until I was 50. I would beg for money, sing, do whatever I know. I could make myself appear as anything I wanted as I am a Silver Igmo, so I was a quite successful beggar/pickpocket (hey, whatever puts a bite to eat in my mouth). When I was 50 (about the human equivalent of 8) I had seen so many inappropriate things, I knew what sex was and had seen enough prostitution to figure, maybe I could try it.

And so, I sold myself for a few years, until I slept with a Gold Igmo, who owned a night club. He saw me walking down on the streets singing, and got some fun out of me and then hired me to sing in his club. Iwas a fairly cute child (what the hell happened?) so my career singing was quite successful.

But by the time I was about 150, I was tired of being beat and taken by my boss. I handed in my resignation, and he sent assassins after me.

I ran for my life. I jumped on a ship and fled to the next world it stopped at.

That world was halfway across the galaxy from where I was. Some little primative planet, where they haven't yet discovered interstellartravel. It was called Terra.
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I was somewhat pleased with my human form. I took that of a 15 yearold girl. I had brown hair just below my shoulders, hazel brown eyes, a slightly plain face, just pretty enough to get by.

I lived in a place called Eire (English translation is Ireland) for a couple of years.

I changed my name. Edana did not suit me. I learned the Gaelic language while I was there. And I took interest in their mythology. I was becoming an adult anyway, I did not wish to keep my child name all my life. So while studying Irish mythology, I discovered a legend ofan ancient princess who brought Ireland to it's knees by unwittingly allowing it to be run over by an army. Her name was Deirdre, which translated roughly into sorrow.I had found my name.

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Even as horrible as my child life had been, I ached to meet someonelike myself, from my world. I visited a lot of the surrounding lands, and took a great interest in Scotland, especially legends of a reptilian creature. The Monster of Loch Ness.

As I visited the Loch, I DID see something in the water. Of course I visited at night, so no one would be there & then think I was nuts. The dragon was huge. I'd never seen a dragon before, but I knew what a dragon was.

Nessie was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life. I had a lovely chat about life & such with her and everything. I miss her terribly......

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I grew very very homesick, even as rough and cruel as my home was. Of course , even more irony lies in the face that the second I stepped foot back on the planet, I was arrested.

You see, on the Igmo homeworld, quitting your job without going through proper procedures and channels is illegal.

I was thrown in jail.

In keeping with the ironical events in my life at the time, this was the bes thing to have ever happened to me.

While I was in jail, I met one of the best friends I'd ever had in my entire life. Rah'vin and I grew quite close. She also introduced me to Jay'Raphso, a Blue. Rah'vin was a Silver like myself.

After we escaped prison, the both of them welcomed me to come on an adventure with them. The adventure was a space voyage in which we crammed into a crowded ship with several other color races who were constantly bickering over racial differences.

It was the time of my life.

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