You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a speeding, rattling, time-travelling hunk of junk and raised lovingly by a sultry computer hacker. As a child, you took pride in perfectly imitating sound effects with your voice, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your genetic cloning experiments came in. It was essential in satisfying your appetite for mayhem. Your time for greatness is here. There's no fate but what you make!
