Kansas o'Rogers was born on Jan 1st 1984. He always felt that that was the * cool * day to be born. Kansas was born on a German army base to his mother, Mary - Mary o'Rogers. He had no father, but when he was two, his mother sent him to America, New York City, to live with two fathers, his uncle, and his uncles "life partner." But honestly, Kansas had a normal childhood. He spoke a little German, a hint of a German accent. He was tall, broad shoulders, wore square black plastic glasses, had an eyebrow ring, parted his flowing brown hair in the center, had dimples, and hazel eyes.

Meet Kansas at 17, a junior at Madison Prep. He has not seen his mother in 15 years and his fathers have been taking good care of him. He loves them, in a platonic way, as Kansas, despite his fathers’ beliefs, is straight. One time, in fifth grade, Kansas was told to write a story. He wrote an epic about exploring the Alaskan wilderness with Rubber man, or some sort of stretchy superhero. Rubber man and Kansas were separated suddenly when the iceberg split. Despite Rubber man, trying to hold onto both sides and rescue Kansas, Kansas was abandoned alone in the frosty cold Alaskan sea. However, Kansas, in his story at least, survived by befriending the fishes - sea lions, penguins, whales and other fishy type animals. They took Kansas to the wisest of whales, Big Blue, who told him, in an enigmatic kinda way, where to find Rubber man. As the story goes, Kansas solves the riddles of the Great Blue whale and finds rubber man. The cover of Kansas' story showed Kansas holding a National Geographic with him on the cover.

So Kansas was a creative young man, big dreams, big hopes, and an even bigger "shoe size." Confident, brilliant, clever, handsome, arrogant, the teachers hated Kansas. Well not all of them hated him, most in fact adored Kansas. They saw childhood in him. A student not interested in studying, but interested in fun. Interested in being an idealist youth. But other teachers, who saw this, they didn't care as much. They were bitter, and since Kansas was always telling them that they were just mediocre minds, representing opposition to his great spirit, they were even bitterer. But that was Kansas personality, he did not take their grades personally, as grades did not matter to Kansas. What mattered to Kansas was happiness. And happiness to Kansas meant three things. 1) Women 2) himself and 3) film. There were all sorts of interesting math equations Kansas would do with these three things, but some things should be left behind closed doors.