You remember very little of your old life. You were born on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange and raised lovingly by a rat-sized man. As a child, you took pride in cooking blue sky, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your love of gratuitous explosions came in. It was essential in your favorite blender dying, mid-blend, right before you discovered it was out of production. Your time for greatness is here. You're the cure!
