See, I tried to stay away from the implant surgery when I was an active runner. I've got my eyes and ears done, and some brainware, but that's really all I ever wanted. Then some slag with an assult rifle took off my right arm, and well, I coudn't afford a clone, so, back under the laser I went. And after that, I just got to tinkering with the arm. I've got it tricked out six ways from Sunday, and I keep finding things I want to do to it. I've even considered getting a couple replacement hands, but to be honest, I think that would really just be hubris on my part.
Gabriel
