"Well... I was a good kid, payed attention in school.... Just, amazingly unfortunate for me, i never found a job opening for me. My home planet was at peace and the weaponry and other types of things i like to construct weren't needed. Good enough weapons already. So i began to stow-away on ships, and then i came here, looking to make a life for myself." [spoiler]sorry if the bio is strange. I thought that each player lived on different star-ships. Took me longer than i would like to admit until i realized (more like was told) that we all lived on the Exalin.... So my bio is off right now.[/spoiler]

"Hm. You're another castaway. There are many of us here. I was a royal guard on my planet, and still would be of it wasn't for my brother. He was selfish, and assassinated the king, to claim power for himself. I had stopped him, but everyone thought I was trying to help him get away. I hid, and fled, planet hopping, and delivering true justice to planets. I eventually ended up here, and haven't left."

"Hmm. We all have our backgrounds. God this thing is huge!" [spoiler]on a side note: what do you do when your best weapon just broke and you're in the middle of 27 deathclaws? Im playing Fallout New Vegas and RPing and im in a damn deathtrap right now!!![/spoiler]

"I suppose we do. You ever need a custom weapon, I'm happy to help a fellow weaponsmith." [spoiler]use your next best[/spoiler]