I used to be the deadliest killing machine the US army ever created, until one day I left my past behind and settled down for the suburban life with my wife, Jaime. That was until the day when the man who trained me, Colonel John Hogan, sent his mercenaries-in-training to kidnap a live target for their training exercises. That victim turned out to be me. I guess it was fate that brought us back together, yet Hogan took from me everything I had. My family, my soul, everything. In turn I ruined him and his whole operation, and took his life out of vengeance, but it did little to compensate for the loss I had suffered.
Now I just spend my days smashing things and mumbling a lot. I enjoy destroying things with various guns and rockets, and am currently building my own tank out of discarded household appliances. Life doesn't hold much meaning for me, other than killing, hiding and screaming. I also have tendencies to get really mad whenever I see a helicopter, and that happens a lot.Myspace Layouts - Myspace Editor
