I sat in class. Mindlessly typing. Trying

I sat in class. Mindlessly typing. Trying my best just to get through the assignments without throwing a computer out the window. Technology just has never been my thing.

What WAS my thing was martial arts. If it involved chopping, spinning, kicking, twirling... I was in my element. This was thanks for many years of

indoctrination by the government. I'm not supposed to know this, they brainwashed me, but somehow I still remembered. Oh well, I could fight like a badass, and I loved it. I also

managed to recite the first 69 pages of the Kama Sutra in my first ever Show and Tell, so that did end up being helpful in some way. Derek gulped as I continued my exposition,

bore him some more by describing my work with the plastic button that started the infinity engine in General Custer's TimeShips. "They went with my button, Derek. My button!". A ya

-ya brotherhood formed among those of us who had designed the buttons on Custer's TimeShips. We incorporated secret symbols in these buttons that we knew would cause the ships to

eventually seek us out once they gained sentience. Of course, Custer had no idea his TimeShips were designed to turn against him. That was the genius of the whole plan. We

used Custer as an unwitting accomplice in our plan but Custer did the one thing he's good at: He effed things up. When he arrived on Luyten b he sent the TimeShips we'd compromised

back to 1876 and, well, the rest is history.