I emerged from my mothers stomach covered in amniotic fluid at the age of 0 in 1869. My father was colonel Sanders. I grew up at the east side of the Hudson River because Jersey sucks.

At the age of 35 my parents released my little couchpotatoe-self into the wilderness of this big city they now call New York City. I had no place to sleep and needed to kill my dinner each day using just my bare hands. I had no apartement, no place to sleep, so I wandered around serching for the ideal spot to settle down. 1910 I finally found this place in germany in a city they call Hanover. In the 20s I met a cool dude who was going by the name Fritz Haarmann. He cooked delicous pork slices. He passed away under tragic circumstances 1925.

Now without any friends I had to rearrange my life. Good enough for me World War II occured and I finally had a hobby again. Because I wasn't allowed to join the Wehrmacht I killed on my own. 342 to the date of September 2nd. But I'm not done yet.

Years passed and I had a few creative outletson which I came up with some buildings no company was willing to finalise, no not even did they consider starting their construction. Driven by the anger I killed them. All 32 creative managers. That was 1967.

I fell in Love with Elvis Presleys Music just shortly before his sad death. My heart still lives in New York,my soul is trapped in Memphis but my body is still in Hanover.

The technology got better and the first Computers appeared out of no where. Without something like the Internet I still felt lost. So I teamed up with some of the best people in the field of computer technology including Tim Berners-Lee. Togerther with him I made my dream of borderless computer communication come true. I started playing the first games on my old C64 and upgraded to Atari aswell as Nintendo©.

When Valve released the first Counter Strike I felt completely displaced and had to reconsider the main aspects of my life. Sooner or later I should become a fanatic Counter Strike player who named himself Screamer. After some years active I decided to buy a new PC. So I grabbed all I could afford from my poor ass job as hedge fund executive bank manager to buy a killer machine that can run Minecraft at 120fps straight.

So here I am, at 148 years of age, typing this pointless text just avoiding you from scrolling through the entirety of my profile so you fianlly stop reading this and go mind your own business.
Thank you very much!

Yours sincerely yourd darkest nightmare.