Name:

Marcus Zaitsev

Age:

25

Parents:

Karl Zaitsev

Kara Zaitsev

Hair:

Brown with Blonde Highlights

Eyes:

Dark Blue

Nationality:

American

Height:

5'8"

Relatives:

Christine Zaitsev

Markings:

Virtual Adept tattoo on left shoulder blade

Enemies:

None

Other Pictures:

The night had been long and tiring. He alone had been awake for around 72 hours, working the majority of those hours away, his mind a slave to the machine, typing and typing, line of code after line of code. His hope was to finish the game earlier then planned, so the stress tests of the servers and game could be done for a longer period. The company (more of a team in his eyes) he manages is a large video game developer, credited with releasing many popular titles in nearly every field of game-play, mainly First Person Shooters and RPGs. This was the big test though, a new MMORPG to compete with the larger titles out there, like Asheron's Call and Everquest. Except this one would surpass them, it is set in the future and involves everything, from planet-side resource harvesting, colonization, space pirates to massive fleet combat versus other groups online. It is every sci-fi nerd's wet dream.

The only problem though is the technical issues, finding out how to fix minor bugs, then trying to fix the other bugs that the fix to those one cause, it is an endless cycle at times or reworking code, but in the end it would be worth it, and the end was coming near, soon this would be released and he and his team would be reaping the benefits.

All this though he set aside, sitting down in his nice, comfy, leather computer chair with its high back, letting the memories of today filter into the background. He turned on his computer and brought out his VR rig, hooking it up and waiting until the computer finished booting up. He went through his security program and then to a command prompt, typing in the command to begin his immersion program. Then he slowly slid the VR goggles on and drifted off for an hour or so of play time.

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On August 18th, 1977, Kara Zaitsev gave birth to a male child, Marcus Zephanther Zaitsev. The doctors deemed the child healthy and fit to leave the hospital within a few days, giving him over to his parents and sending them home.

Kara and Karl raised the child like normal parents, the family living in Mountain View, in a wealthy suburb. This child grew up with little difficulties in life, going to a private school and being taught by some of the finest teachers around. He passed along as your average student in each of his courses, excelling mostly in his math and science skills. This changed with the introduction of some of the first computers. When he took his first computer courses at his school the teachers noticed his knack for operating the machines and even for repairing and programming them, he went beyond what they could offer him and after his graduation, he went to the nearest university, attending any course he could get in on computers, even attending some other courses at technical schools on computer repair and upgrade.

Amazingly enough, this all worked for him, he was hired on to a high paying programming firm and this began his introduction into computer programming and the serious field of the computer industry. After a few years there he made a couple of good friends, they all soon split off after developing a couple of games together and made their own software company, specializing in video game development.

This has lasted them, they are one of the largest video game developers in the industry, Marcus and his Financial advisors running the company and keeping it in good form that way.

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Marcus sits quietly, looking around the airport with his laptop in hand, he watches quietly as the sleepers wander to and fro, mindless of the real world around them. He glances back to the screen with the arrival and departure times, looking up and down at the flights and finally seeing his, it had finally arrived after it's delay. He stands and heads over to the entry, waiting quietly as usual.

His flight was quick and painless, he arrived in New York only an hour late, which isn't bad compared to most flights he has had. He walks out, getting his bags and heading outside, he walks over to the parking lot and there is his car, as he requested. He uses the key to open it and get in, soon after driving off to his new home. Tomorrow though the fun begins, they get to set up the new office and prepare for the release of their new MMORPG 'Legacy of the Stars'.