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The year is 2192.

The country is the United States.

The current regime, The Trust, has been in power for over one hundred years.

The Trust takes care of you from cradle to grave--they provide you with housing, education, jobs, vehicles--but, in exchange, they control everything about your life. What color car you will drive. Where you will live. And, most important of all: who you will marry and how many children you will have.

Do you fight them or favor them?



Hannah Belanger
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Hannah's 5'3" and petite, with just a hint of a booty. Her hair is wavy and comes to about the top of the band of her bra, and she usually wears it loose. She has obnoxiously perfect porcelain skin, gently dusted with freckles like espresso powder on tiramisu.


[tw: abuse]

Hannah's father died before she was born. She never really knew her mother. The closest thing Hannah ever had was one nanny she liked best at the orphanage, but that's about it. The transition, then, from orphanage to boarding school wasn't particularly difficult. Much like the loneliness of never having anyone to attach herself to or the sensor bracelet when she was 6, it was all she'd ever known.

Hannah was a very studious, conscientious girl, especially as the opportunity to be drafted drew nearer. Obviously, romantic love had never really been a concept that she'd given much thought to, but she'd seen the movies and read the books, and the idea of having someone who would be hers, who would care for her for the rest of their days, was... appealing. She'd never spent enough time around married couples for it to occur to her that marriage might not be like that. And so, she did her very best and got excellent marks on her exams, and she was drafted the day she turned 18 to Anton Carmichael.

At first, Anton was sweet to her- he brought her flowers, he would check up on her "just because he missed her," he would buy her clothes and jewelry, he would take her on trips with him. Hannah was thrilled- not only was her husband handsome, he also cared for her deeply. So what if he would disappear every night or two. He was her husband; it wasn't her place to question him. And anyway, he'd given her a home and would hopefully some day give her a family, so really the least she could do was overlook the times he came home a little drunk, or the times he lost his temper and threw her good china plates against the wall. He always bought her new plates, and he couldn't help it. He was just so passionate!

It wasn't long, however, before throwing Hannah's plates on the floor became throwing Hannah on the floor. She'd been naive and young, and she hadn't known enough married couples to know that Anton's behavior wasn't just what husbands did. She thought that all she could do was wait it out, until Anton eventually killed her.

Hannah's desperation was made worse when she found out she was pregnant. Anton did not want children, and he blamed Hannah for getting knocked up. After one particularly long night of drinking, he came home in a rage and woke Hannah up by grabbing her by the hair and dragging her out of bed. He accused her of carrying some other man's child, told her that he refused to raise the bastard child of some whore. Hannah begged and pleaded, but Anton proceeded to punch Hannah repeatedly in the stomach. She lost the baby at 14 weeks.

Seeing that Anton cared so little for her, for her child, she turned him in for illegal drinking and for causing her to miscarry. He was executed, and Hannah was sent back to St. Martha's to prepare for her next draft.

Hannah's second husband, Tyrone Belanger, was the exact opposite of Anton. He had lost his wife 7 months shy of him being ineligible for redrafting. Tyrone was kind and gentle; he never pried into Hannah's past, but he made Hannah feel as if she would be safe confiding in him. In the calm and peace of Tyrone's home, she came to feel a deep affection for him- not love, per se, but respect, adoration. As Tyrone's wife, Hannah felt hope.

Their life together was happy. Tyrone would tell her stories he'd heard from his father, the ambassador to France, of his younger days when he would make frequent trips to go rock-climbing, of his late wife, of their children, their grandchildren. Occasionally, he would take her dancing- he might have been an old man, he would say, but one never forgets the waltz. Even when he was diagnosed with cancer, Tyrone was kind and patient.

Through the dark period of Tyrone's illness, the one bright spot was his granddaughter, Sylvia. Sylvia had lost her own husband to cancer. She came as often as she could to help Hannah care for Tyrone. Though only a bit older than Hannah, Sylvia was undraftable because she'd had a child- her son, Benjamin, who lived with her father. Sylvia was beautiful, and kind, and funny, and everything Hannah would have ever wanted in a husband.

It took Hannah completely by surprise, this tender, burning feeling she felt toward this other girl. She'd never even known such a thing was possible. She'd never been attracted to Anton or Tyrone, but Anton was a monster and Tyrone was an old man. Even more surprising, though, was when Hannah found out that Sylvia returned those feelings.

Hannah didn''t realize that the name for that feeling was 'love' until one day when Sylvia had gone home from sitting with Tyrone, he said to Hannah, "She loves you, you know. It's terribly sad, because when I die, you will no longer have my protection to love her as freely as you can here." Hannah didn't know what to say. Love, to her, had always been The Trust's definition: a husband, a wife. When she thought it over, though, she realized that Tyrone was right.

Unfortunately, this realization came too late. Six months ago, Hannah laid her second husband to rest. Being young and having not had any children with Tyrone, Hannah was sent to St. Martha's once more. Never before has Hannah questioned whether or not The Draft was right, but now... she isn't so sure.


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Birthdate: 26 August 2167
Bad Habits: Biting her cuticles, picking at her nail polish, nervous giggling
Turn-Ons: gentle touches, patience, a kind heart, white floral perfume, expressive eyes
Turn-Offs: cruelty, rough sex, syn, violence, men who are very muscular, men with blue eyes, men with brown hair (men who look like her first husband), very religious
hair color preference: No Information
eye color preference: No Information
draft position: Neutral
premarriage y/n: No

Hard Limits

Explicit abuse, pedophilia

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