This beast was bred on Norwegian soil, for the purpose of becoming an ultimate hero. His muscle mass and masculinity surpasses that of Duke Nukem and many other so-called heroes (that aren’t even real).

He never leaves for a mission without his trusty toothbrush and razorblade, in addition to a roll of toilet paper. If a mission lasts longer than bedtime, you better be prepared.

(IMPORTANT NOTE: All toilet paper used during a lengthy mission previous of going on this photoshoot.)

One of his other trademark items is the biggest of his guns, whose loading mechanism looks like a big censor in orange and green. The acids shot by this gun are highly volatile.

Evil, quake in fear!
The ultimate hero is here!

Even his boxers read: MAN

- Born in Norway – Became his first incarnation of a hero in his early years when he donned on his bicycle helmet and a backpack – Got renown for using “bomb markers” from his battleship game as shotgun shells – Was considered a genius whiz kid – Was no longer considered genius whiz kid (hero duty forces one to think of other stuff than school) – Transcended into the heroic ranks as the ultimate hero

“I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!”