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Tod "Silhouette" Banks
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Sep 22, 2016
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Birthday:
Jan 9, 1996 (Age: 21)
Location:
Oregon
Occupation:
Professional Chef

Tod "Silhouette" Banks

Merc, 21, from Oregon

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Tod "Silhouette" Banks was last seen:
Sep 22, 2016
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  • About

    Birthday:
    Jan 9, 1996 (Age: 21)
    Location:
    Oregon
    Occupation:
    Professional Chef
    All my life I've been running.
    Running from the slavers, running from the governments, running from my past.. Pretty much everything I know I've been running from.
    The Empire wants me head for treasons that I never caused.
    The Federation refuses to believe in my rights as an intelligent and comprehensible being; as a person.
    The Alliance.. Well, they've only ever cared about staying neutral in the wake of the other two super powers anyways. Alone with all their graphs and charts and tedious trading natures.
    Not even the independent factions would take me. The militaries around the bubble don't trust me. The pirates more than once have tried stringing me up to cook me just to see what I taste like. Hell, even the damn news leech sucking journalists refuse to believe I exist.
    But here I am. Alive. Barely managing on two feet. Doesn't help the anatomy. Must've escaped the mind of those damn scientists.

    I'm not proud of what I've done, where I come from, but what else could I do? Go back to the Empire and submit myself back to their endless torturous tests and experiments? Have a nice chat regarding my "human" rights while getting a gods be damned probe shoved up my ass?

    I.. I.. I guess through it all I've been hiding my past. Smuggling narcotics, bounty hunting, assassinating, pirating, fighting in those systems for people who's faces I never would see- whatever payed the most money.

    Give me a reasonable chance to live.

    I ain't got nowhere else to go. I figured I would stop by here before moving on. The bar seems.. Open.

    Guess I'll start there. See where things go.

    Hopefully nowhere south. Wouldn't be surprised though. Not many people expect a talking, coherent Xihe Biomorphic Companion to come limping through their doorstep.