Age: 22
Personality: Noble, weak-willed, angry, quiet, loner
Bio (YOUR CHARACTER) (one paragraph minimum!): I grew up with my mother. She was extraordinarily hard-working and intelligent, managing to secure a position as a reputable computer scientist. Myself, I was always more quiet and not particularly notable in any way, save for my habit of avoiding other people and having a speech impediment at a young age (which was remedied by extensive speech therapy and ear surgery). During school, I would never pay any real attention to the teachers - but I never really had to. Natural talent for the sciences and languages assisted me greatly as I grew, never once having to genuinely study those subjects. Bullies were a problem, despite being successful in all other areas of education. I was completely unable to handle them in any way, resulting in a further aversion to public spaces.
As I grew older, I grew larger, reaching 6\'0\" and 280 lbs. by 17. Nobody bothered me at that point, leaving me no reason to learn to handle unpleasant encounters. I continued learning, and went on to university at 20 - where everything fell apart. Grades dropped below my expectations, so I started to completely avoid my classes (resulting in my grades completely crashing).
One night, a friend of mine invited me over for a small get-together and LAN party on a game of Starforce 28000, and I accepted. On our way to our destination, his pathetic and frail ship was attacked by a pirate. A single AM round went clean through the cockpit, killing him instantly as I lay in my bunk, and outright terrifying the hell out of me. Oxygen started escaping from the ship and I felt myself slipping away, despite the adrenaline that had flooded my body. I managed to cling to the very edge of consciousness for several minutes when the door opened, and the pirate stepped inside to search for cargo. He took a single look at me and assumed that I was already dead for lack of motion, then enabled the PlexDoor that would seal the ship off from the demolished cockpit.
I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, rummaging through our belongings, checking the ship to see if it would be worth selling to a scrap dealer. While his back was turned, I lifted off the covers and dashed into his ship, slamming the blast doors behind me and taking command of his Isanth-IV before thrusting away and getting my revenge with several shots through my friend\'s ship\'s hull.
I left for the fringes of society in the borders of the known universe, where I spent my money on booze and was forced to sell the pirate ship to handle the bar tabs. I\'ve been sitting here at this shop ever since, doing odd jobs while waiting for my bank account to make a return.
My goal is to eliminate all threats to my high standards of conduct. Pirates, unethical mercenaries, slavers, jerks, religious extremists, and others are offensive to me simply by existing, and as such, I will take any chance to eliminate them that I get.
Plans once your in the server: Join the Evolution, as a recruiting officer has contacted me and offered me a job. Looks like being a penniless socialist helped me get a job! After all, nobody would miss me if I were to be killed on the job. Good chance to knock off pirates, too.
Other: Eternia