Bio
My life kinda began at 25, 118 years after the plague and Earth was still a shithole. Life seemed geared towards Mars and Its "Corporate Goals"... Corporate Goals, Ya, Fuck Them, Am I Right?!? Anyway, I was stuck on Earth in New Ontario, working at the Spaceport when I met an entitled little brat named Hellish. It was love at first site. She asked me to help on a salvage job and she actually gave me Union Rates. I got Union Rates... an Earthling, Unheard Of! I saved my money and worked hard and now we're part of a bigger deal... The TPA. It sounds like it's from Earth but it's a Mars Org. You know, if I knew Hellish was a Martian when I met her I may never have taken the job, Funny how things work out.
UPDATE 2950:
Well we've just arrived. The Ships on it's last legs. Hellish can't believe that I convinced her to come out here. I fucked up but I won't tell Hellish that. It's back to Box Missions for now... It's gonna be a long year. Have you ever seen Hellish Grumpy!