Vonniss' Memoirs: ENTRY 0 - PLEASE RECORD YOUR NAME

I caught a glimpse of my bounty of over 8,000 credits. That's when I realized I wasn't long for this world and I need to leave a record of my life behind. Maybe I have a kid I don't know about and his mother will want him to know his father was innocent of genocide and planetary destruction. I mean I was there, but I didn't even know it was happening! I thought I was flying for a normal delivery job. When I asked Bento about it and he said it was a planet killer--I mean who in their right mind would think that wasn't some sort of sick joke?! Like the time he grabbed that guy's severed arm and then used it to shoot the uhhh... former owner of the arm with the blaster still in its hand. I didn't have my transliterator at the time, so I don't actually know what he said, but that laugh... and the other Rodian literally fell to his knees with that weird wheeze-laugh of his in response.

You know, hindsight is 20/20 they say. Maybe I should have turned the ship around when he said it was a planet killer. It would have been a noble way to go, but I guess I'm too much of a coward to throw my life away for some sun-worshiping upstarts. I think I ended up doing it anyway because when it all went down and I lost my lunch, Bento had that look in his beady eyes... the one that said he was about to kill somebody in an interesting way; happiness. That's the only time that mean little bastard was ever happy. Both of 'em were like that come to think of it. Are all Rodians this way?

All things considered it worked out pretty well. I'm still here and---wow, this is not how I thought this memoir thing was going to go. Shit got dark really fast.

Bento's Band Insignia