Separated at birth, I was forced to find a job at the Quafe factory just to get by. My friends and family abandoned me, and I had to do things I wasn't proud of. Meanwhile, my sister was able to attend the "prestigious" Royal Amarr Institute. Now she parades like she's some high and mighty Capsuleer.
What they don't know is that I created the Quafe Unleashed formula, which made me more ISK than I even know what to do with. I've come far, and I will have my revenge.
It's like we used to say back at the factory: "One day, you will drink your last Spiked Quafe."