Rich_S

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Yearling

Rich_S's Bio

My tale is shared by many like myself. Born and raised in the small town of Edo. I’m an only child . My parents were hard working, part of a struggling middle class. My grandmother took care of me during the day and after school. Dinner was always ready and waiting for my parents after they came home from making deliveries.

They had a small cargo transport business. We were fortunate. The CS were good to my parents. They were allowed to lease a military converted or stripped down AFC-050. This airship is massive! It strikes fear in you when looking at it! A few of these were leased to companies the CS deemed worthy. They were a team, delivering supplies for the Coalition States to towns that were popping up. It seemed to be a good way to earn a living. Making deliveries outside the town was risky. They always downplayed it and didn’t talk about it much. There was always food on the table and clothes on my back. I was taken care of,I had a good life.

In my early teenage years I began to understand just how hard life was. I started to notice little things like all the extra work that went into making the AFC-050 extra armoured. My parents not sleeping well and their stress levels going up. Things like that. I burried those concerns and went on living my life. I was old enough to start working. My parents wouldn’t even consider me working for them! They weren’t to thrilled about me working for other companies outside Edo.

One day they were late for dinner. I figured they had extra deliveries that day and that was the reason they were late. After 3 hours past, I called the dispatcher to see what was going on. He said someone from the office would call me when they knew what was up. Thats when I got a real uneasy feeling. My worst fears were confirmed. My parents were atacked by bandits. The tranporter was blown up and the contents were taken. There bodies were identified through medical records.

Shortly after that my grandmother passed. I was all alone in a cruel world. Before I knew it, I was hanging with the wrong crowd and getting into lots of trouble. I had a drinking problem and an attitude problem. I was getting in to to many fights and spending the night in jail to often. The death of my parents changed me forever. All I wanted to do is find out who killed them.

One day after a hard nights worth of drinking, feeling like I hit rock bottom, I decided to become a juicer. Screw it, anything was better than my life at the moment. now I had the tools to destroy anything in my path. After the conversion, all I could see was red! Time to kick some ass!

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