You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a prison colony on the moon and raised lovingly by a supersuit-clad earthworm. 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 powerful roundhouse kicks came in. It was essential in your final evolution into who you were truly meant to be. Your time for greatness is here. Hasta-la-vista, baby!
