Carter Green

A couple quick tips. 1. If botany is on the ball with wheat, you'll want to feed it to your chicken until it won't eat anymore. It will lay eggs which you can leave alone for a few minutes that turn into chickens. Free and near infinite meat. Each chicken only makes 2 meat though. 2. If you want a mountain of cheese, put 5 or 10 units of universal enzyme into a container and ask the bartender to use his soda fountain for milk. Add milk to the container with your enzyme and a couple dozen clicks later... cheese city. 3. Maybe obvious, but never kill your goat. If space vines attack he is invaluable.

Name: Carter Green Age: 36 Gender: Male Race: Human Blood Type: AB- Occupations: Chemist, Detective, Bartender, Cook, Warden Biography: Carter was born into the middle class of a large city on a moderately developed colony world. Most of his younger life was spent drifting from place to place as his parents jobs demanded. A chance encounter with xenomorphs on an orbital station killed his parents and cut short the carefree nature of his youth. He spent the next decade drifting from place to place and job to job. Eventually settling down in an up and coming spaceport for a few years. During this time he aquired his skills for cooking and tending bar. He also learned how to read a face and gather information from an inebriated crowd. He also ran a side business of making and selling simple pharmaceuticals and specialized chemicals for anyone willing to pay well enough. Soon enough however, the monotany of being a regular wotking stiff wore off. He put his skills to use as a private detective where he assumed that there would be less would be less daily grind. After seven years of imvestigative work he was offered an employment contract aboard the Nanotrasen Cyberiad. Qualifications: Excellent Cook, Barkeep, and Chemist Extensive knowledge of forensics and combat.

I've been on the station for a month or so now, getting the hang of some of the station roles. You may have seen me, you may have killed me. Maybe just maybe...you've been slipped by me. I usually play chaplain, bartender, chemist, detective, or cargo tech. I apologize in advance to those people who I throw banana peels and lube grenades at. I've been playing for a long time now, and hearing the telltale "reek" sound before they faceplant never loses it's charm.