Ugh, I always hated doing these recordings.
My name is CMDR Volteer Amp Wattson.
My occupation? Well I don't usually focus on one thing, I juggle back and forth from time to time.

I keep what happened before my change hidden from everyone, but I am no different then the man I was before it. All I can really tell you is, I grew up in the TZ Arietis system with my father, serving as a co-pilot when he was trading. After a serious encounter with a pirate, he hung up the flight suit and never used a ship outside of the no fire zone again. I decided to start where he stopped. Things were going good, I had a good set of ships at my disposal, a good bit of cash, and I was very familiar with the ships from a young age. Everything was great, till the damned bugs started pulling commanders out of high wake. I have never been so scared in my life, even the accident with my father was nothing compared to that event. I was lucky they didn't kill me. I quite flying for some time, about three weeks I think. I was about to give up when I randomly received an invitation to a place called Segon by the Astrobiology Research Cooperative. I have to say I make some pretty stupid decisions in my life, but this one was actually pretty smart. I remember landing there in my Anaconda, and the sight was amazing. It was just like any normal station mind you, but the people there were so different. Humans where there like normal, but so were bipedal animals from where the human race originated. They walked and talked mostly like you and I, but they had animal like features and enhancements. Hell the last thing I though I would see would be seeing after landing is a walking, talking feline cleaning my windows. When I went to the area the letter described, I was greeted by a few nurses, one was human, and the other two were both vixens, twins even. They took me to an area where I listed what I wanted and preferred. Hell I picked a reptilian, but I think they used that as an opportunity to test a new mix on me, it gave me more then I thought I wanted. The next thing I remember was being dunked in those medical tubes and waking up with a tail, wings, and scales all over. I had to learn how to walk again, speak clearly again, fly, and use my tail. I still have that memory of smacking into an ASP Explorers canopy when I was flying in the landing area. Thank goodness I had bones stronger then humans. After I was back to normal again, I worked for ARC for a good while before things began to go down hill. Most of the commanders left before things got out of hand ,and I went with them. My closest comrades formed a splinter group known as Prometheus Astro Logistics. Well thats all I for now.... now how do I shut this damn thi- oh here it i....