This was supposed to be a two-picture post, but the first one zapped all of my motivation jdbdksh SO instead of the before/after that I wanted, please enjoy this image of Warp and I in our academy days.
He was sitting pretty by this point- on Zurg's payroll, mixing with every lady on campus, top of the class without even trying! The only thing that wasnt working for him was that afro- I convinced him to get rid of it eventually.
Me? Well, I was coming to grips with the life I'd been forced into- joining Star Command as a ranger, going by she/her, blending in to a crowd that I didnt want to belong to... And getting sick of it. Warp was the only one who knew who I really was and really wanted to be. He supported me, and paid off an of the higher-up at Star Command who tried to give me a hard time. His "death" was the last straw for the meltdown that eventually resulted in me becoming Toxxin.
I've been planning this story my whole life, there's so much that I want to talk about--
