project janus

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project janus

It started as a dream. A tickle in the brain of a man far smarter than most. So many technical mods spilling out of the labs that it almost seemed pointless. But the military was at war. Always at war. They saw the gem where everyone else saw a dead dream. The man found his funding. His funding to make men and women change. Really change. Not just a mechanical augmentation that simply projected the illusion of a different face. If you touched it then it shimmered out of focus. The old face appeared and the illusion was shattered. This was true change though. Skin. Muscles. Height. Bone structure. Voice. It all changed to suit whatever you desired. They were going to be the perfect agents of war. The perfect men and women to turn the tide.

And so they did. The bred the Janus agents from test tubes and pods. They were sent all over the world to do America's bidding. But when the war was won they weren't finished with them yet. They weren't finished with their little agents of destruction. They used them for darker missions. Black ops. Things not sanctioned by anyone. They sent them down rabbit holes that were almost impossible to come back from. Eventually the program grew smaller. The men and women lost their lives by the dozens. The world was growing wise to America's weapons. With nothing else on the horizon they made the only choice they had. They dropped the remainder of their agents into pods and buried the facility. They would start over with a program similar to Janus. A program where they could not only turn them physically, but mentally as well. They hoped to accomplish the different sex transition which wasn't possible with their previous Agents. Men could only turn into different men and women to different women. They wouldn't be satisfied with that though. They wanted more. They wanted to take out the identity of the subject and implant the fake one. Take the lie to the next level.

But Janus didn't stay buried. A freelancing recovery team found the facility and woke up the ten remaining Agents They took them out of the facility and gave them new identities to disappear into society. Gave them a chance to live more as human than as weapons.

There have been a few hiccups though for the remaining ten Agents. Their shifts aren't without pain and therefore they had a built in component in the middle of their forearm. Every time a shift was triggered it would deliver a hefty dose of morphine to deal with the pain. Since getting into the outside world the only means for them to replenish the morphine is through illegal doctors and black market vendors. They could keep their shifts limited, but for some it's too difficult to resist.

It took barely five years for the previous handlers of Janus to realize that their subjects survived the dissolving of the project and have disappeared into the world. Rather than hunt their experiments costing them more money and causing chaos in the population they've decided to let them go in the hopes that they'll run themselves into the ground with the lack of pain resolution for their shifts.

the birth of solomon pratt

Solomon Pratt wasn't given a name. He was given a number and some letters. Janus Agent 203 Alpha. Solomon was the first of his batch and is the last known survivor of them after the killings. Him and nine other Agents were put back into their pods and back to sleep only to be rescued two years later. 203 Alpha was given the name Solomon Pratt and dropped into New York City to blend and find a life. Unfortunately Solomon stepped off the beaten pathway that the recovery team had set up for the remaining Agents. Instead of holding a steadier but low income job Solomon walked away from it and made his own way. He made his own foot print in the proverbial sand.

With the ability to change to any male face he wanted this made options become endless. Due to Solomon's lengthy run as an Agent he has acquired over a hundred different faces and identities for operations. He retains most if not all of their faces, but he has his favorites. Ones that work for various reasons out in the real world. With all these faces and body types to dip into Solomon figured out very quickly that in this world sex would sell. Specifically sex with him. Because Solomon's shifting abilities weren't just a holographic like most of the technology on the market it made him highly sought out by all sorts of men and women. Solomon has since built a rather large client book when it comes to this profession. He can become any man that you want and that comes with a rather steep price tag.

Each shift puts Solomon into excruciating pain, but with the large sums of money he makes he's able to afford black market top offs for the morphine distributor in his body. This allows him to shift with only minimal pain before it fades away allowing him to carry on with his life. Solomon has no idea if the government will ever seek them out, but he has a dozen get out dodge plans put into place in case that happens at any point.

Because of Solomon's extensive training and years as an Agent he has the tendency to avoid any long term romantic entanglements. He tries to keep any feelings he has tightly packed away in a box to avoid messy situations. There's always the chance he could have to run and not look back.