(username: H3K) Wizened wanderer returned from the faraway, rejector of destiny and firm believer in story-trafficking’s power to mitigate digital malaise. C’mon, give it a try--put your work before this unblinking eye. Who knows what organic forms your word rocketry may birth?
) - Fled the Cote d'Ivoir when things turned funky there a few years back. Toured Bali and set up a dance studio specializing in interpreting plays written by George F.Walker and Michel Tremblay but was drawn away by the scent of floating dust and piles of unread words to the haunted cyber disco on the backstreets of This Land is Your Land. Now haunts the Floor with Doomey and his favourite ghost poet while managing capital and dreaming of white sand beaches strewn with petals from Van Gogh's Irises
. Sometimes breaks out into spontaneous dance without warning or apology.
) - Cab driver on and off, part time welterweight. Made bank in bait farming, had to bail when 'complications' arose. Shady dealings with the dark side during idle hours. It's rumored the Devil
's put a price on his ugly mug.
(username: lafloor) - Former hockey great iced himself and his proclivities onto the Net where he ended up here, reading English and gooning it up with anybody who does not agree with his capital sensibilities. Made the jump from the Floor to the Terminal after a bloody fist fight with Boligard's homeless valet, Jesus.
(username: guevara) - After leading a mercenary's existence, popping up in civil wars and insurrectionist hotspots around the world, Pinckney came to the Internet to escape his past, download all his vital statistics and his thoughts in hopes of preserving his essence for eternity. Now he, or a close facsimile thereof, works for TQR as a permanent firewall against anything inveigling itself into the halls of the mainframe that isn't capital-related.
) - Former SCTV program manager ended up on the lam in cyberspace purgatory after trying to assassinate Guy Caballero with VX nerve gas. Currently vacationing (permanently?) in the south of France with the corpse of ex-Canadian Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau. Keeps in touch with her inner monkey w/the use of Photoshop. And for that we are eternally grateful.
(username: tessa) - TQR's fallen angel. Went from the executive suite to persona non grata because her literary sensibilities couldn't override the fact that she was queen bitch. Currently, she is on sabbatical in The Zanza Bar inside of some cheap casino in Las Vegas. You can find her by waving $50 bills in the air. Once she catches the scent, she'll put down the latest Grisham novel she's perusing, and follow her nose.