base info

• siebren de kuiper
• he/him
• unknown
• overwatch

memories

• space had been an interest of mine since i was young. i was hungry for knowledge of it; i'd commonly make myself comfortable in libraries with books of celestial bodies all about me
  • i was especially interested in black holes; the mystery surrounding them was enrapturing
  • however, i was interested in many other parts of space as well; these included distant galaxies, the ends of the universe, and other bodies we didn't know much yet.
  • i was extremely enthusiastic about sharing this knowledge, as well; i infodumped about it whenever someone asked.
  • i was also very enthusiastic about the arts, but nothing could contest my love for the galaxies.
• ...maybe i was autistic.
  • regardless, i was unstable before the accident. i'm not quite sure what was wrong with me, as i was too engrossed in education to focus on my mental state.
  • i believe i expressed psychotic symptoms (especially auditory hallucinations), what may have been intrusive thoughts, and instability in mood.
• i was determined to make my mark on science; on the world.
• i graduated with a doctorate in astrophysics.
  • i was a nerd and everyone knew it. i believe the only reason i didn't get picked on was because of just how huge i was.
  • the nickname "kuiper" was one that stuck. yes, it was my last name, but it tied in with the kuiper belt easily.
    • i enjoyed it.
    • i'm sure there were other space-related nicknames.
• i was quickly picked up by a research facility, and helped make amazing strides in our knowledge about black holes; about gravity.
• we had made a goal of creating a black hole, to further explain how exactly they were made. i believe this was when... the incident happened.
  • i had stayed late at the facility - it was only me and likely a few other workers, the building was large - and my work was starting to get sloppy.
  • i was bringing the tools i had accrued into testing, almost certain that this was going to be the last of the work i had to do at that night...
  • ...and my hand slipped, or something.
  • i created a black hole much too close to my body. i could barely comprehend what happened; it was there, it was gone, and i fell. i think the fall may have knocked me out.
    • i believe i had been partially spaghettified.
• i woke up in... somewhere. another facility. i was strapped to the bed, and had only a vague memory of the night before... or anything, for that matter.
  • the melody began playing here.
  • the nametag on my suit in the facility read "Σ"; they did not have enough time or enough space to call me my name.
• i was in the facility for days as they ran tests on me, wondering why i was expressing these symptoms. i was amnesiac, i was hallucinating, i was acting strange. yet nothing seemed off.
  • i was not allowed shoes because of the danger it could cause. (this was due to laces.)
  • i don't remember much about the facility.
• however, i remember the night talon broke in.
  • they had heard about me. they did not know my name, or they did not care. regardless, they came for me. they broke in, and i broke out with them. the melody, the universe was calling me. and they were my escape.
  • i hurt people, that night.
• they took me in as their bioweapon, never calling me "siebren," never calling me "kuiper," never calling me "doctor." they called me "sigma," and that was how it stayed.
  • they did not treat me as a person; if they did, it was as a senile old man. they were very condescending. i do not know why.
  • i was not allowed shoes because of the danger it could cause. (this was due to using them as projectiles.)
• i quickly forgot my name. i quickly forgot most things about myself.
• dr. o'deorain fiddled with my brain occasionally. this was both to harness my power and possibly to manipulate my memory.
• if i did not use my powers, that creeping feeling of it tearing me apart tried to come back again. it had to be expended, otherwise disaster could strike.