i’ve been asked a few times how i came up with mine, and i figure that it’s only fair that i answer my own question before asking that you do the same. i’ve given abbreviated versions of this story elsewhere but i’ve never had the occasion to sit down and think through how i came up with it. previous versions of this tale, therefore, are necessarily different and consequently, less than 100% accurate.
i’m a player of roleplaying games, or RPGs. about a decade ago, i played in one game in which my character possessed a unique plane. being a proud, boastful and not particularly intelligent sort, the character, who was modeled after porthos from the three musketeers, dubbed his plane the golden mirage, thereby simultaneously being distinctive as well as perhaps telling more about himself than he might like. several years after that game, i played in a RPG that was based upon star wars where my character was a smuggler. a somewhat cocky but cool customer, his ship was dubbed the silver mirage.
some of you have come to notice that i tend to prefer using lower case (sorry, alienated). i once spoke on the phone with someone from a discussion forum i frequent who observed to me that i also speak in lower case.
about two years ago, i joined another discussion forum and for various reasons, i wanted to obscure my identity. remembering the plane, starship and that observation, i hit upon what would become the name by which i am now known here as well.
My username.....well...i like to cook and i am fascinated by oriental cultures....ginger is an energetic and versatile spice used in a large number of oriental dish...
plus my friends always tell me i am the spice of any groups....therefore......gingersoul.....Soulcast provided the second half of the name, naturally.....:-)
I'm sure you've heard the movie villian cliche about "can't make an omlet without breaking a few eggs"? It's actually said in real life too.
Of course, if you had to break a few eggs, there are some you wouldn't mind losing, right? You know the ones I'm talking about, don't you? The ones who don't quite fit in. The problem cases. The freaks. The ones who make you uncomfortable to look at. Who would miss them, right?
And the little pat on my head for my part, "It's all for the best. You do understand, don't you?" So very pragmatic.
That's who I am. The Expendable.
Don't be silly. When someone takes over, there's always someone else who's upset and tries to take revenge. (They'll say they're doing it for freedom but we both know better.) Not to mention all the problems you inherit and are now responsible for fixing. So I'm going to need a figurehead for everyone else to go after while I stay the power behind the throne. It should be an exciting if brief life.
Don't worry about the assassins. If one does get you, he's the next figurehead. And you know what'll happen to him.