Maria was a skilled spy for the US government who went on thrilling life-threatening adventures. She was the best at the job and could use her charm to social engineer any fugitive’s whereabouts. She used to be a master of stealth and cunning as a fox. Notice how this is all past tense? She’s retired after a domestic terrorist stabbed her with a kitchen knife.
Severed a nerve in her right arm. Shittiest arm to lose function in; she envies lefties like a child that wants something because she can’t have it: it’s a desire born out of not being able to have it. She could get surgery to fix it, but the risks involved with surgical innovation being primitive in the field of nerve repair would necessitate a millionaire’s budget for a 20% chance to maybe hold a pen again.
She chain smoked cigarettes, drank beer and coffee all day; a fat check from her place of employment enabling her to have both this, food and shelter. She wanted to quit alcohol but felt it wasn’t worth it.
She enters the MacDoodle’s Monopoly event buying 6 large fries a day to collect game pieces. She’s on her 7th fry for the day – actually – when she pulls the missing piece she’s been waiting for: A trip to Hawaii!!!
She gets to Hawaii and heads to the nearest bar, “‘Kava Bar…’ Must be a Hawaiian word for beer.” She sits and the bartender greets her and asks what she’ll have. “The strongest you’ve got” $20 for a single drink better knock me on my ass. The drink was called “Slap In The Face” and was unlike any beer she’s ever had before; it was even served in a coconut shell!
It kicks in “Woah, duuude, I feel like Bob Ross and have my inhibitions still, what is this magic?” The bartender spent hours explaining kava to her out of his goodwill for ex alcoholics, which she wasn’t aware before she walked in she just became.
Maria was no stranger to escaping; she’s had to escape burning buildings and firefights, but this changed everything. She went back to school, still getting rooted out of her mind every day and got a degree in computer programming. Now she makes the Double-Oh-Eight franchise games, learned how to use a left handed mouse and got an ergonomic single handed keyboard.
Life can be taken away from you while you continue to live, but you can live to take away something great from what’s left.
her Sactuary of Dissociation 
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