Back in the day, I was a gentle farmer who loved the great outdoors and tending my crops. Then the chemical plant exploded nearby, contaminating the fields. Now, instead of protecting the lands I once cultivated, I feed on destruction and am always on the prowl, setting traps for the unsuspecting, eagerly sinking my razor-sharp tools into their tender flesh and stuffing their mouths full of straw before they can scream in terror.