John Pastis was born on the planet Amarr prime to a bourgeois family, who according to legends were distant descendants of "French" scientific officers (if that really means anything).
For centuries, the Pastis family made their fortune in the beaver balls trade. The latter were one of the key ingredients of one of the most famous wines among the Amarr aristocracy.
John, being the eldest of his brothers, was of course expected to succeed his father as CEO of the company. But deep down in his heart, he knew, from his earliest childhood that his destiny lay beyond the boundaries of known space. And above all he would no longer have to think about these beaver balls. So he decided to throw everything away, bought a cheap shit ship, joined a training programm to become a capsuleer, who are considered to be the elite or said "la cr\xe8me de la cr\xe8me" of humanity, and now tries to get rich by his own.
Nowadays he mines, he craft, he trips around but most importantly he chills his way out