A fusion of man and machine, corrupted by Beer, he thrives on the afterlife.
Currently in his 43rd incarnation, he fears only one thing: Loosing his ship but not his pod. Nothing is worse than having to fly back to get a new ship, AND THEN having to fly back to the action. Or so he hears, having never managed not to loose ship & pod. His motto? "I'm going to die... or get pew pew trying"
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