COMMENT ON THIS PROJECT You wake up with a headache. Gods, what happened? You can't recall anything since... ever. All you remember is talking to a Nox and then a flash of white. Past that... well, not much. You remember joining the army in the big fight against Elevia. Your name is Ivan. Your thoughts are cut off by someone talking next to your bed. A quick glance to your left shows it's some Zajik in a doctor's hat. Hey, you're finally awake, he says. You got knocked out by a shell, nearly lopped your ear off. You ask how long you've been out. He says it's been a couple days. The doctor hands you a little symptoms form and a pencil to fill it out. Make sure you sign with your first and last name, he tells you. Oh, and your date of birth. First of all, you don't remember your last name. Second of all, you don't remember your age. That shell clearly screwed up your brain more than initially assumed. While it makes sense to tell the doctor, that's like, super lame and you don't want to be in this dugout for much longer. You write down your birthdate as December 7th, 1890. That makes you... 20. You guess that works. You write Ivan as your first name, since that's what you remember, but you're not sure about your last. Was it... Simonov? Plazovich? None of those sound right to you. You think it'll be easier to make something up. You're gonna give yourself a new, way cooler last name. > Enter name: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1115525284/
