After a freak accident, extended exposure to bad video games now causes me to transform into “The Shovelwarewolf”. Whenever I transform, I’m always shattering something made of glass. I’m determined to find a game good enough to reverse my curse. I’m a rather wisecracking guy especially when I’m in my Shovelwarewolf form. I have quite the story too. Stuck with the Inscape Corporation for a couple of years, escaped a demented furry named Biffalo Bub, went to space, and beat death itself.