A big "yap session" about what I remember from my life.
I was not created as I am now. I started as 1-by-1-by-1-by-1 4th dimensional brick, created by Telamon so Builderman could "mess around with it". During this time, I only saw breif glimpses of robloxia and the HQ. It looked very "Basic" back then, and the HQ was just two glass towers and a basement.
After an indeterminate amount of time, I gained full sentience, and "grew" a form that could be easily percieved and comprehended by the naked eye, and went from Buildermans "weird side-project" to Telemons (adopted) child.
I was raised and taught by Telemon. I saw him as a father figure, and he saw me as his child. He taught me well, especially in the art of sword-fighting.
There is nothing of note for a while, until there was some kind incident that I had something to do with, which led to my relationship to my father (Telemon) lessening, and me fleeing from home (Roblox HQ).
I lived in the streets, allyways, slums, and other things of the like. I forget why, but I resorted to a life of hacking and exploiting. This lasted for aroundโฆ 6 years I think? Eventually though, I got arrested, and was about to be banned before somehow, someway, Telemon (now Shedletsky) had found out about my arrest, and bailed me out. When I got back to HQ, we both apologized for everything.
