Richard Smythe

Former renegade psycher from Earth drafted into the armed force

Description:

Former renegade psycher and member of the criminal underground. Recently apprehended and drafted into the armed force. Tagged as antisocial and highly dangerous.

Physical description: lanky, dark haired 32 year old man with glaring eyes. Left side of his head has heavy scarring as evidence of a history of violence.

Bio:

HUMAN UNION INTERSTELLAR NAVY ARCHIVES A78-B5
INTERROGATION LOG 00.01.22.578-Y
SUBJECT: DETAINEE 053
DATE [classified]

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
…start the recording, please. The date is (censored), 5:30 am local time. Now beginning the psychological evaluation of Detainee 053. Good morning Mr. Smythe. How are we feeling today?

:DETAINEE 053:
Well doctor, let’s see. I’ve spent the last five or so days locked in isolation. The food is shit, the bunk has a broken spring and the only sources of entertainment have been smelling my own farts and getting thrashed by the jailers. Needless to say your question is so stupid you HAD to get a degree in psychology to ask it.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
I see you still enjoy a sarcastic quip, nevertheless. Well you DID make Sgt. Harker’s kneecap explode…

:DETAINEE 053:
Is there a point to this or can I go back shitting in a bucket?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Charming. I’m here to get an opinion about your mental stability and to ask some simple questions.

:DETAINEE 053:

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Oh, don’t worry Mr. Smythe. I’m not military. Civilian consult.

:DETAINEE 053:
Never could have guessed from the high heels…

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Let’s stay focused Richard… you don’t mind if I call you Richard, do you?

:DETAINEE 053:
My friends call me a dick. Geddit?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Have you had many friends, Dick?

:DETAINEE 053:
I’m guessing that file you’ve got over there already has all the dirt about me, so get to the fucking point will ya.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Can you tell me about these drawings?

:DETAINEE 053:

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
They were found back in Detroit. Do you remember drawing them as a child?

:DETAINEE 053:
…you do know I could smash your stupid fucking face to hell right now without lifting a finger, right?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
No you wouldn’t. I’ve read your psych profile. You don’t like remembering your childhood?

:DETAINEE 053:
I don’t like my personal shit being picked by some cunt with a degree…

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
That’s the second time you express distaste for my degree. And now it’s a CUNT with a degree.

:DETAINEE 053:

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
You don’t like women much, do you Richard?

:DETAINEE 053:
…why don’t you tell me?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Your mother was Martha Smythe, 3rd class Specialist in the Interstellar Navy’s Psy-Unit. After being removed from active duty for mental unstability, she proceeded to murder her senior officer – presumably your father – and disappeared into Detroit carrying you in her womb.

:DETAINEE 053:

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
I’ve seen your x-rays. Looks like your fingers were broken several times as a child. Too many times…

:DETAINEE 053:
She said the pain would keep me focused. Keep my …little poltergeist activity in check.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
How did you feel when she was shot by the gangers? Did you feel guilty that she died because they were after you?

:DETAINEE 053:
Nope. No, really. She was a batshit crazy, evil bitch who had it coming.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Was that when you got your… implant?

:DETAINEE 053:
You mean my beautiful silver chrome dome? Yeah. Those boys weren’t very good shots. I was caught in the crossfire and took one right in the head.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
So they crafted this… bionic skull into you? That’s some outdated technology there.

:DETAINEE 053:
The guy leading the gang had this thing about old-school augs. Kinda like some people like scars, I guess.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
But the severe headaches and seizures… For God’s sake, half of your skull is metal.

:DETAINEE 053:
It’s smart alloy, actually. It adapts to growth and stuff like that. Better than bleeding to death on the living room floor.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Fair enough. So how did you end up in the Hongkong underground?

:DETAINEE 053:
The gangers realised maybe having a psy toddler as a good luck charm wasn’t as cool as they first thought, so they sold me off to the triads.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
So, you spent the next twenty years in the Chinese crimeworld. Drug-running, black market technology and …cyber-hacking?

:DETAINEE 053:
They got a neural interface hacked into my skull. I’m not a techie, but sure, I can do some basic cybershit.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Did you enjoy this lifestyle?

:DETAINEE 053:
“Lifystyle”? What the fuck are you talkin’ about, lady? I was property. A gweilo slave. An useful asset. Beats the Navy easily, though…

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Which brings us to the present. The Inquisition had been on your track for years. You should be grateful you were hauled to the Navy when they finally found you. I’ve heard some nasty stuff that’s been done to a lot of rogue psychers.

:DETAINEE 053:
Grateful, huh? That’s pretty fucking rich…

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
So why did you pop Sgt. Harker’s knee?

:DETAINEE 053:
Actually I was aiming at his balls.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
The report says he was penalizing a fellow recruit before you confronted him..

:DETAINEE 053:
“Penalizing”? Motherfucker was beating the kid to death! And why? ’Cos he messed up one fucking field test?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Why’d you care?

:DETAINEE 053:

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Well, Mr. Smythe?

:DETAINEE 053:

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
I think we’re done here today. Thank you for your time Mr. Smythe. Officer Lansky, please escort the detainee to his cell.

[detainee is escorted out]

:OFFICER BARNABY:
So, Sandra. What’d you think? Is he deep down just a scared little boy?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
I think deep down he’s a demented asshole. As for deployment… I’m thinking S.S.R.

:OFFICER BARNABY:
Zorus’ boys? Guess what I’m thinking?

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
Yeah?

:OFFICER BARNABY:
Hadian spice-sticks. I’m buying.

:DOCTOR WILLIAMS:
You’re on, big man.

:OFFICER BARNABY:
I am awesome.

[RECORD END]

Richard Smythe

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