Parents: I knew my parents (the factory, duh). Birthplace: Cave. Underground manufactury. Siblings: None (experemental model) Family: None (closest was my last owner, who died in the Mourning) Childhood Home: Large house. Warehouse/barracks. Childhood Memories: A few close friends (3, 5 and 6, my only surviving predecessors) Why I do what I do: I was poor or I feared becoming poor, so I learned the tricks I needed to keep myself out of poverty. I became a fighter because: I could always pick up just about any weapon and know how to use it effectively (i.e., it was all programmed in).

• Spent time working on a job related to my backbround (raising the kid).
• I was accused of smuggling (skipped town–may still have warrants).
• Once while working an odd job (muscle) I was turned invisible for a week.
• On another job, we were hard pressed and I fled.