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: Hello Commanders. : I think I really owe everyone an explanation. The Empire has distorted and twisted everything, and will probably do so again, so I am posting this on an Alliance message board where I can be sure my message won't be interfered with. : This is the truth. : Carstein was created by Lords Sharrock and Ironfrost as an experiment back in the '80s. He was basically a man created by the usual Imperial cloning/GM techniques. : As Sharrock indicates, they lost control of him, and he disappeared somewhere on Biggs. This is where it gets more complicated. : Carstein (Senior) wasn't completely insane. In fact, really, he became kinda normal after living a scavengers life on Biggs for a while. Then he met a certain woman - a woman I can't name because the Empire will have her killed. Carstein and the woman, let's call her Mrs. Carstein, actually fell in love - this was thought to be impossible with a GM clone. But it happened. A fault in Carstein (Snr)'s genetic programming maybe. : They reproduced. Not naturally, of course - it took science to do, but reproduce they did. The result is, well...me. So my full name is in fact Jay Carstein. : The trouble with the GM techniques is that I had inherited a lot of the stuff which was used to make cloning more convenient. Within a year of birth, I was...well, not really a typical one-year old. I was kind of big for a 1 year old. OK, so I weighed nearly 55 kilograms and stood 1.7 meters tall. : So they had to programme _me_ too. My mother sneaked me off Biggs, and found some Frontier world who had stolen the tech from the Imps. I now had this teenagers' body, so they had to programme it with these Imp technologies. I never had a childhood. In fact, I never really "lived" until I was physically fifteen years old. This was in 3292. They also had to do other things to me - slow my body clock to a normal pace and all that stuff. Otherwise I would turn out very wierd. : They forged an id for me too. My date of birth says 3277. : So now I was a 15 year old kid, living in the jungle with my parents, Mr. and Mrs. Carstein. We got on alright, minding our own business out on Biggs. Until two years ago. June 3rd, 3294. I will never forget that date. : The Empire, still desperate to kill Carstein, finally caught up with him. But Carstein wasn't some kind of killing machine, Carstein was a proud father. _My_ father. OK, so we had the typical arguments a teenager and his father have all the time, and pretended to hate each other, but we were very close. : On this fateful day, without warning, an Imperial Explorer suddenly landed in the back yard we had cleared out of the jungle. Its bottom thrusters blew everything over - jungle, our home, everything. A mob of heavily armed Marines stormed out of the ship, ran past my mother and I, then blew my father to pieces. Without saying a word to us, they ran back to their ship and departed. : They didn't touch us. I guess they thought they had just saved us from "the evil Carstein". : Ever since then, I've vowed to show the Imperial heirachy the error of its ways. My mother managed to catch a ride with some biologists who happened to be in the area, studying a rare plant form that only grows on Biggs. We hitch-hiked our way out of the Empire. : My mother got work in a bar, and in the meantime, I learned about the Empire. What my readings revealed was that the Imperial heirachy was -and still is- evil beyond belief. Human rights abuses that would make your eyes spin. : Six months after escaping Biggs, I managed to get in with a Frontier trader. I made good money there, and bought a clapped out old Osprey fighter. After chanceing it for a while, I could afford my current ship (whose details I won't reveal for obvious reasons). I also went to the AJN's civilian combat school...and became a bounty hunter. Now this was only a few months ago. : As you can understand from this brief life history, I'm not very happy with the Empire. : And now I'm equipped to give some payback to those Imps who ordered my father's death. At the same time, I can free my brethren from the yoke of Imperial opression. But whatever the Empire says, I'm not a monster. My girlfriend doesn't think I'm a monster either. As far as everyone else is concerned, I'm a normal 19-year old human being. I just want some justice, that's all. : - Jay Carstein.

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