Name
- Sean O'Deoirain Age
- 25 Origin
- Planet Leeds, Bretonia Background
- A pleasure, RPA. I'm Sean. I was born in 811 on Planet Leeds around Quadrant Kingston, and if my memory serves me well, I reckon it was in the old Megacomplex at A17. Of course, it's all gone now, so it doesn't even bloody matter now, does it. I won't bore you with the usual sob story of the poor boy from Leeds who nearly choked to death on those good smog fumes while growing up, or how I had to endure the famine caused by the assault led by the Gauls back when they chimed in to snatch a wee bit of Slog Heaven for themselves, or when the Glassing happened. All that mattered from that time is that we starved, everyone starved. And I think I was roughly, let's see, fourteen or so when shite got so bad we all had to flee Leeds. Me and me family were all lucky enough, though. We managed to make it all the way to New London, thanks to me dad's family friend connections.
We bounced back from this pretty quickly, but I got something that most of us that survived Leeds gained: some craftiness that most people just dunnae have. And while I could have made meself some deals to skimp out on work and get some quick and easy money, me dad forced me to strictly make a good and clean living out of my life, forcing me to work as an honest to God labourer for BMM during the Great Reconstruction in the bigger construction sites, like, say, Picadilly City, or King's Square. Yeah, needless to say, all that "honest working" I did for entire years doesn't really help your mental state when your own employees treat you like some bloody streetcleaner bot for 14 hour shifts every single day. It made me bloody furious to not be in control of my own bloody life after having it back. It made me furious that I had to endure starvation and terror for years, only to be met with this level of absolute mediocrity and shittiness. I was mad. I had the kind of rage you just couldn't quench at the bottom of a whole bottle.
There was this one day though, when I had to break some rocks during our demolition works with me cuttin' tool, and I thought to meself, "Hey, I've got a brilliant idea. Why don't I smash my asshole boss's mug instead of these rocks. What am I even doing here?" And so, I walked up to me LEAST favourite foreman's office who had been abusing us for years by that point, and stuck 'im on the wall with me nail tool, like a brand new painting affixed with all the others. Naturally, the coppers went after me for crucifying a BMM official, so I did a runner like the little shitty git that I was. No going back from any of that, I thought.
For around a month or so after this, I was completely homeless, as I didn't want to get me fam' in danger by presenting myself to the law. I lived quite literally like a rat, until I've found out about you lot, who love to toss bombs around and lob insults at the law. So, here I am, sending you this message, hoping that you'll decide to come and pick me up from New London. If I get to disrupt or become a headache to BMM once more and save more workers from turning into me, I'll be the happiest man in all of Sirius. If ye all need someone who knows how to set some charges and detonate them, I'm your lad, as there is nothin' I cannae handle.
Seriously, though. I've got nowhere else to go, and I'm starting to feel a wee ill from always eating garbage and leftovers from the waste disposal bins in the back alleys of the many restaurants I have visited, so I would be really really happy if you could just let me in. I don't know anything about what it is like to be an outlaw, but I'm so willing to learn and explode things while doing it.
OOC Expectation
- Realistically, logging once a month with you guys to kill BAF whenever they also decide to log, but I also wouldn't mind being outside Bretonia's borders doing whacky shenanigans with other factions, or otherwise doing boring Wildcat runs for the nth time, and hopefully along with you guys for a change. I've always found your roleplay to be pretty fun, and I wonder if there can be some potential roleplay synergy with these modern factions that popped up recently. Also, I'm doing this for my GOAT Lumi whom I'm in severe debt with lmao. OOC Comments
- meow meow meow mrrp mrrp meoooow morowoorrjogriuhjifdgjuhijhogdffgdgdfoisuhjgdfijohoijgdfdfdfgdfgpenispenispenis
