07/16/2013, 02:21 AM #6728 "Well, my life started out as a baby... Moving on! As you may know, I am an operative of the Neo-Yakuza. I honestly disagree with the name, but they told me that I could help them get the loose characters back into their wolds. I had to agree. So I worked at a base off the coast Okinawa with my son. We met some colorful people there. Especially this one lad named Otori... Otori... Blast my memory! Anyways, my son and Otori Inozuka... hey, whaddya know! Anyways, they were like rivals. They were friends, but liked competition. Soon enough they promoted me from wanderer to agent. It went on like that for a while. Then, one day, the day after Otori and my son were promoted to elite agents, I went up two ranks for my performance. I was promoted to soldier. I was transfered to Base 3, a major base and one of seven. Everybody enjoyed my company. The other soldiers respected me, but I was on a bad sign with the commanders. Then I was sent on a mission as a replacement for a downed commander. I did a great job. They said I performed and commanded so well, they considered me the best of the bunch. Although I still wasn't promoted, I kept going. Now the soldiers thought of me as a father and the commanders as their equals. But one day, a group of intruders attacked the base while I was on ground floor guarding. Soon, the base began collapsing. I made it out, but everyone else... They died in the explosion. I wandered for four days through Asia nonstop with my signature weapons, my two katana's and my AK-47. I fended off many animals, from bears to wolves, and I had no choice but to eat them. I couldn't cook them. Try starting a fire in a blizzard. Soon, I reached London, and therefore, I am here!
"Okay!"
I followed Isaac to the resort when I saw one of Yukari's gaps.
I was stabbed.
"How... The..."
I moved away from the sign and began fiing at the clown.Last edited by wonderweiss; 07/16/2013, 02:33 AM.