He is horrible at promoting himself. He is also well aware of is uncanny resemblance to a hairy turnip.
One of the first men to ever eat his way out of trouble, he is a lover of all things Science Fiction, and would love to be abducted by aliens one day. Although he dreads the idea of anal probing, he realizes that he might have to take one for the team to get out of the galaxy.
Can be found in his study, secretly drawing unicorns with his most favorite crayons.
"Who has my blue crayon?" can often be heard echoing throughout his humble home.
If your quarry goes to ground, leave no ground to go to. The Grim Wolves are out of options and supplies. New Horizon is no more and their enemies, human and mutant, are determined to end them all. The Hyperion and its allies are on the run, aiming for the safety of Earth Prime, the last refuge against the coming dark, but what will they find there? Support for their cause or just more treachery?
We thought we were the kings of the known universe. But something ancient, a ravenous evil, had been waiting for our race to free it from its planet-sized prison. It carved a bloody path through our star kingdom, consuming everything in its path. The Titans were our last hope against the Beast’s insatiable hunger. Would the Titans stand against evil, or fall before it?