It's the year 2077, and I've really made a mess of my life. Actually, the universe is a mess. Someone thought it was a good idea to take volunteers to Mars on a one-way trip to colonize in 2034 (it got delayed 10 years) and my crazy father applied. Jason. He was 28-single at the time and foolhardy. He always wanted to be one of those to do things "first." Well, he got a lot more firsts than what he had bargained for. He was the first to marry (my mom, how'd you guess?). Her name was Lottie. She wasn't what you would call strikingly beautiful, but she was 26, a brunette with jade green eyes, and had an insatiable thirst for adventure. He was the first to become a dad on Mars... Me? Not yet. They had my older two brothers before they had me and my youngest brother. I'm the only girl, and the only one who survived the initial blast from our family. But you know all about the blast and the war and the dystopia...Enough. You want to know about my mess and why I chose this assignment.
I wish I could say I had their adventurous spirit, but I don't. I'm in this so I don't go to jail. After the initial blast, I did what I could to survive. I got caught raiding the museums around Mars and hocking precious artifacts for cash, food, and toilet paper. Told you it wasn’t pretty. So my 32 year old self got the choice of 20 years in jail or “community service” which turns out to be this time travel mission. I don’t have anyone else and I guess this is kind of an appropriate sentence. I’ll be following in my dad’s footsteps of firsts. I guess if things go wrong, the government isn’t really out of an exemplary citizen. So yeah, that’s my story. I’m Jade Overkill, but my friends call me Jo.
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