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 cabal of faceless corporate drones. As a child, you took pride in booby trapping your house, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your skill at drawing first blood came in. It was essential in defending your small town from roving bandits. Your time for greatness is here. It's time to bleed!