[hider= Vinicius, the broken]
Me? Oh you want to know who I am eh? Well, the armor not give it away? Heh, alright sure... I'll give you what I know, how about that?

I've always been a... violent person. First memory I got is ripping me brothers throat out with me teeth. Next one I gots about me pop, tough old bastard he was, one o' them old farmin' types... its of me taken the knife to him. Boy I cut him up good I did, lots of blood. Then eh... well next is something I'll never forget, the angels. A bitty after I cut up my pa they came down, lots of killing came with'em. How'd I live? Simple, I joined em', starting cuttin' folks up whosoever got near me. Afte that, they picked me up, took me inta' the sky. Next thing I 'member? More killing, course now I was one o'em angels... course now's I know we weren't no angels. We was Eaters, I member that much, always shoutin' bout eatin' sumthin for someone... don't rightly 'member what though. Then I 'member it changed. Oh we was still killin' fer sure, but it weren't like before, now we was carvin' up other folk like us. Big angels you know? Armored what like me see? That wen'on fer a bit... then fer a bit more.

I 'member runnin, er rather flyin', away. Some... big red place's where we were flyin to. Then more killin' obviously, more boys like us, then our own boys... ended up alone after that I did. Jus' me an the ole' bolter an' sword ye know? Loads o'fightin an'killing an'cuttin after that. Sometimes it were like before, I mean before we started gettin' violent with eachother, killin smaller folk, alien folk, any folk I was pointed at really. Sometimes I got back into fightin' with the ole'crew, or at least a crew that looked like 'em. That was... good. Stayed like that fer a long time, them boys were good to be with ya' know? Good crew we made... but, nuthin lasts I 'spose. I 'member... a fight, big one, lots a shooting an' killing. And uh... I don'rightly member it too well but... lost the crew ya know? An' uh... somehow some-when I en'ed up 'ere... and uh... spose thats the sum of it eh?

Oh the armor? Yea... tough old bitch she is, had 'er ever since the first crew picked me up. Yea, she's gone through a couple changes... bottom 'alfs from someone else you know? Arms en' chest er the same though. Course, she don' work quite like she use ta. Sum o' the... higher functions don' work no more, an' I loss' the helmet ages ago. Ain' as quick or strong, but she's still my second skin, tho' thinkin she needs eh...maintenance? Yea tha's it, I got the uh, way in my head but eh no parts ya see? I try to keep 'er sensitive bits clean nuff, an' she does still run. power? Oh no she's got them nuclear er whats it called sources, don' never run out. the brown bits? Oh lad tha's dried blood, turnt brown with age an' all that. Yea, legs 'er real brown eh? Guess I waded through pleny' o'gore huh? heh heh heh... tops ok though, I like too keep her the old white an' blue... gives me warm memeries... Hm? Oh that sword?

Well, ole' piece, though ain' had it as long as the armor. Oh yea, still runs well, simpler than my armor you know? She's a special beast after all... heh. Oh yea, yea, boltgun still works... oh didn' know tha's what it was? Yea, had this since uh... well as long's me armor at least. Ammo ain eh real pleniful... less than a full clip to me name. I mean not like I need it, though I do miss usin it, kick's nice an' satisfyin'. Now eh... ahhh fuck... hm? No, no i's jus' me head.  Hurts when I go... eh don' matta now, what else ya askin? My face? Ha! Ain' it pretty? Nah, I ain' had hair fer... don' matter, still got the half goatee around heh heh... cours' some o' its grey now... eh don' matt- eerrggh... no no I',... jus' me head... why? Well, 'member that first crew? The Angels? Well eh, the... father? Tha's what I called him yea, he eh... put some... fuck what he call 'em? He had a better set... called'em... Nails thats it! Yea, nails uh somekind, an' uh... made me more violen' ya know?  A real killer even more'n I alredy was... Yea they hur' if I ain'... killing... real sorry abou' this but... yer all that'l stop the hurt. But eh, tha's why Im down 'ere ya know? Ain't... no-one to hear ya... scream...

... *sniff* *sniff*, damn, been way to long since I had tha' smell... what'd I use ta'say when I did that?... blood er... heads fer something er other... eh don' matta... damn still hurtin... well lad thanks fer that, names Vinicius by the way... er, ye can't hear me aye? No... well still hurtin... guess I'll go... an' eh... out killing.
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