*A Black Haired, Dark eyed, Young Man raises his head slightly*
Libertonians live in a world of shadows...
...Lies are sold to us through the mass media, external corporations, and house police.
*The man looks up at the ship cam and removes his helmet*
Just a short little introduction i think i should do, just so you guys can get to know me some what. *Laughs, Followed by hard coughs*
Good Morning, Xenos.
The Name's Zak Xero, and I'm 21 years young. Born on Houston, to a miner father, and a drunk of a mother. For 16 years I watched as my father mined strongly. Until his death, when my mother slowly descended into the slums of Houston. Too long have I watched Lies being sold about the 'Libertonian' dream to my fellow, "Friends" and Family. As they slowly rot, to the very cause they sold themselves out too in the first place.
Luckily, Thanks to my creativity I managed to get a small job in the bar doing music when i eventually graduated, it was just a past time sort of thing to make some money to afford some sort of ship, and education. Which I then went on to do. I'm an expert at what I do, I'm good with mah hands, and I'm good with computers. Give me some tape, and I'll fix it. Ya know what they say.. When in doubt, Duck it.
I've had the opportunity too dwell in your communication links from an Unknown source directed by Splitjaw, getting to really know the Xenos, And I've deduced that you are a great bunch o' guys. My future family. Among the Xenos, We can plot our revenge against the Libertonian and Foreign Shipping Corporations, we will let them suffe
.. They will die due to the very thing they fight for
