Clarrke Benq
May 11th, 2004, 05:38:29 AM
Hi
You dont know me. You'll never know me, I suspect. I'm not like one of these Jedi or Senators, or nobles. I'm not a bounty hunter, a merc, a racer, a smuggler. I'm not a gunsliger or one of those Sith or dark Jedi. Hell, I'm not even an artist.
I am in fact just an ordinary guy, just trying to make his way in a Galaxy that's pretty big and complex. You know what i mean, one of those millions of plebs that march to work, do their job, get paid and march home again, to zone out on the couch and get bad food, while watching crappy reality holos, or Jedi melodramas. Then they go to sleep and in the morning, do it all over again, until siome point they retire and then wait out their remaining years until they die, to be cremated and disappear into the wherever we came from.
Hey, it's a living. Dont knock it. I could be one of the droogs in the underground. That's not living, that's just existing. Least, we plebs do somethign useful, keep the machine wheels oiled and stuff so that the high and mighties can do what they do best. Whatever that is. No one's ever explained it well to me.
Oh, whom am I? I'm Clarrke Benq. I'm about 190 cm tall, pretty fit cause I'm an exercise junky, I'm mid thirties human male. I'm single and not looking, so sorry ladies. Apparently they think I'm pretty good looking, but that dont bother me. Not that I'm gay or anything, I like women. It's just I dont like the idea of commitment. I have a few animals as pets, three of them that are called cats. a small feline if you dont know. Perfect pet for a city apartment.
I live on coruscant, the centre of the Galaxy. Not the physcial centre, but the political centre. It's an okay place I guess, bit soulless with these huge buildings everywhere. Lots to do tho, lots of beings to see. You can never be bored in this place.
I work in a place called Weyland Yutanti. It's a ship outfitter and I'm a 'technical assistant' In other words, I fix crap around the office. Computers, terminals, electrical, mechanical, you name it, I fix it. I can fix your flimsy shredder in a minute. I can rebuild the standard KYJ terminal in an hour. I have some of the best hydrospanners and air tools you can buy. Oh, and spanners. Sidys of course. As the ad says, you canna hand a.... yeah, you know how it goes. Whistle the tune too.
So.... wha else do you want to know?
Oh. You want to know how it all started. How I got here. Welll....... as they say in the classics,, that's a long story. I'll do my best to tell it.
You dont know me. You'll never know me, I suspect. I'm not like one of these Jedi or Senators, or nobles. I'm not a bounty hunter, a merc, a racer, a smuggler. I'm not a gunsliger or one of those Sith or dark Jedi. Hell, I'm not even an artist.
I am in fact just an ordinary guy, just trying to make his way in a Galaxy that's pretty big and complex. You know what i mean, one of those millions of plebs that march to work, do their job, get paid and march home again, to zone out on the couch and get bad food, while watching crappy reality holos, or Jedi melodramas. Then they go to sleep and in the morning, do it all over again, until siome point they retire and then wait out their remaining years until they die, to be cremated and disappear into the wherever we came from.
Hey, it's a living. Dont knock it. I could be one of the droogs in the underground. That's not living, that's just existing. Least, we plebs do somethign useful, keep the machine wheels oiled and stuff so that the high and mighties can do what they do best. Whatever that is. No one's ever explained it well to me.
Oh, whom am I? I'm Clarrke Benq. I'm about 190 cm tall, pretty fit cause I'm an exercise junky, I'm mid thirties human male. I'm single and not looking, so sorry ladies. Apparently they think I'm pretty good looking, but that dont bother me. Not that I'm gay or anything, I like women. It's just I dont like the idea of commitment. I have a few animals as pets, three of them that are called cats. a small feline if you dont know. Perfect pet for a city apartment.
I live on coruscant, the centre of the Galaxy. Not the physcial centre, but the political centre. It's an okay place I guess, bit soulless with these huge buildings everywhere. Lots to do tho, lots of beings to see. You can never be bored in this place.
I work in a place called Weyland Yutanti. It's a ship outfitter and I'm a 'technical assistant' In other words, I fix crap around the office. Computers, terminals, electrical, mechanical, you name it, I fix it. I can fix your flimsy shredder in a minute. I can rebuild the standard KYJ terminal in an hour. I have some of the best hydrospanners and air tools you can buy. Oh, and spanners. Sidys of course. As the ad says, you canna hand a.... yeah, you know how it goes. Whistle the tune too.
So.... wha else do you want to know?
Oh. You want to know how it all started. How I got here. Welll....... as they say in the classics,, that's a long story. I'll do my best to tell it.