#warpup

Alex loves to yell and often lashes out at Skojar. And since she still comes from porcupines, she still remembers Russian)Well, actually sad Nux, he breaks my heart (((

I hardly rember my life before I was rescued by the elevator as a child. Down their with the people we call wretches things seemed normal it was all I ever knew I didn't know another world. It was a terrible place to bring a child into however I was an accident and abortions didn't exist here in the wasteland so i was born. My mother kept me for a while she fed me from her breasts till she couldn't anymore. Food of any kind was a delicacy rember eating roadkill and occasionally the bodies of the dead i never thought anything of it. I lived with a constant hunger and a dry mouth with lack of water and thirst i lived with the pain i saw it as normal for me and these people to be in constant pain it was the only world I knew. My mother later sold me as a meal to someone as she couldn't bring herself to eat me. I escaped god knows how but once free from my mother I became an easy target for a meal.

Every now and then the immortan would arise from above the massive emblem carved into the citadels side he would release water onto the thousands of dying wretches. But he was despised by the people and I was yet to learn why. I heard stories that he has an endless supply of water and food up there in the citadel.

Everyone knew the war boys immortans army they had access to the food and water and were promised an afterlife. They had pups or war children and I could become one if I could make it on the great elevator

And elevator separating the wretches from the immortans people. Pups often helped run the elevator. Although i was young I already had ice in my veins. My regard for human life was already dwindling, the death and depression of the wretches meant nothing to me. And a disregard for the life of others was just what the immortan wanted in a pup.

I was a child void of almost all feeling and my past was to blame although itp was so short. The elevator came down and i rember my first kill the first time i ever killed someone. A child just like me searching for a spot on the elevator in desperate search of a better life. I pushed him off he fell to his death for a second i felt a sliver of guilt and dread but it was pushed aside as the guards laughed and called me a true warpup

"Haha they will like this one he will make a true pup"

I remember the sentence clearly. I grinned wide this was the first time i ever felt acceptance and some sort of value. They rewarded me for killing that innocent child and i loved the reward. They transformed me into a ruthless killer.

They taught me kept me fed and hydrated they dressed me and gave me gifts this was the most anyone has ever done for me. The warpups were the easiest to brainwash. I was named "ruckus"

This was my first name and i loved it. I befriended many warpups and warboys they became my family.

Cat twins! With outfits!