[Person walks up to you]

Hey there! Welcome to our humble abode!
If you need anything repaired, I'm your guy.

[Person asks for repairs]

Let's see what you got.

[Person asks about your background]

Well, it's a long one, stranger. (Nervous chuckle) You sure you wanna hear me ramble?

[Person insists][You decide to tell your story]

Well, my mother was a prostitute and my dad was one of her clients. I'm assuming you can guess how I came around(You were a mistake).
My birth mom made it very clear that she didn't want me. She tried to sell me off any chance she got.
My father up'd and left as soon as he got the chance. I don't remember much about him, other than the fact that he was always drunk and had a big scar.
My birth mom OD'd when I was 12. Sometime after that, I got in with a gang.
They were some tough motherfuckers. I learned a lot from them, felt I was apart of something.
But it all came to an end when I was 16. My friends... they were all killed by Fiends. Ambush. I was the only one who survived.
Xandra found me lying down... bleeding. She brought me to her home and took care of me.
Not long after that, she took me in as her son. It... it was the best thing that happened to me.

[Person kills your mother]

(Shout)(Tears) MOMMMMMMM!!!

(Shout)(Anger) I'll fucking kill you!

(Shout) Die, motherfucker, die!

(Got hit)(Groaning) Fuck!

(Got hit)(Groaning)(Coughing blood)

[DEATH SOUNDS]

(Screams of pain and agony)

(Coughing blood) No.....n-not (Coughing blood) not like this...(Strained breathing)