My mother was kidnapped by a band of ruthless feral cat people from San Francisco. I didn't see their faces but they smelled like San Francisco, which is distinguishing. My father was poisoned when I was young. I was left with nothing.
BDA took me in and raised me. Now, I enjoy EQ as a non-occupational endeavor. On the rare occasion I get to attend our regular Sky raids, I get to enjoy the sounds of drunken humor in Vent. They also converted me to <insert your religion/non-religion here>, so I now will no longer live like a heathen savage. Praise, BDA!
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05-01-2013, 08:25 AM
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