Welcome. My name is Valiant Mortie. You are playing my game.
You may be wondering --- what do I do here? Actually, it's quite simple. Let me see who you really are...
Picture this. You and me, we are both trapped here. Us. Both of us. Actually, all of us. We must find our collective. Our source of power. Me? I'm nobody special. Honest.
See, we're both stuck in our town's old event center... if you remember correctly. My name is...
Name: Valiant J. Mortie
I use to work a couple of places in Des Moines, nothing in particular... but generally:
Occupation: Radio station intern
I've had my share of love and war, my friend.
Gender and age: Appears to be male; 32
I was involved in something you may of heard of...
Notable ability and hobby: Broadcast hijacking and mastery in telecommunications/switchboards; generally plays music, programs, and plays hockey.
I'm pleased to meet you. We need to get out of here. Tell me who you are so we can get out. They're coming from everywhere and I don't need to tell you who is coming after us.
