Thread:Tybereous/@comment-25356210-20161110143619/@comment-25606723-20161118013845

"I grew up. My parents, brother, and dog all died in a car accident when I was 19. A few other people that were... close to me died a month later. I was already skilled with knives at that point. I bought a gun soon after, and learned how to use it. I seemed to be a natural. I had always liked 'science fiction', ya know? Exo suits, spaceships and other shit like that. I ended up stealing a suit of military grade combat armor with an exo, as well as a few high grade rifles and a cloaking device. I escaped the planet with a smuggler. Ended up on mars. Decided to go merc, and got my first job stealing some data from one small tech manufacturing company for another. They gave me some upgrades, and a ship as payment. My life just sorta...progressed from there."