About time I've opened my very own... virtual diary thing. Since the one that came with my ship was broken, it took some days to David to fix it. I hope he doesn't read this, before he throws me another rock against me for calling him "David" instead of "Dave".
Well... my full, real name is Kalanark Yakermato. Confusing and "tongue-twitcher" name, but, to minimize the humiliation, people just call me Kalan Yamato. It's my current nickname, and my callsign is Yamato. But I prefer being called... just Kalan. I'm 21 years old, and I was born on Erie. I currently fly a heavily equipped Eagle, and I'm a Freelancer. I'm always loyal to my employers, and I expect a reward in cash or something with alot of value when I get the job done.
I was an Equipment Dealer and Mechanic on Erie, and I had often to travel to other places around Liberty to deliver stuff in a friend's ship. But I decided that the Universe is a vast world of opportunities, so I decided to move on. I bought myself a cheap ship and dragged my buddies Dave, John and Paul to be my crewmen. I've met many people, some were good people, some were pretty bad. But the most friendly of all is <CORRUPT DATA, contact Administrator>, he has taught alot of things that came in useful and profitable. I owe him too many, at this rate I would even owe him my life. After some days of Freelancing, I realised I was... a bit rich for a rookie. I've purchased myself a Very Heavy Fighter mentioned above, and... well... here I am. Not much to say, since Freelancing is almost always the same thing over, and over, and over again.
Ah... enough talking about me, let's talk about my crewmen. John is the one who takes care of Nanobots and Shield Batteries, to make sure everything functions correctly. He talks alot, but not too much. He's really calm about... everything. David AKA Dave is the most aggressive of my crewmen, he takes care of the weaponry. He was also a Freelancer at one time, but he got intercepted by some Nomads some years ago, heavily damaging his ship, to the point that no repairs were possible. He has been my partner in Equipment Dealing ever since, and, today, the most talkative, aggressive, and Nomad-hating person I know. And then we have Paul, he takes care of the engines. He is very, very, very quiet. He barely talks, but he's very trust-worthy. He was a Ship Dealer.
