You were wandering through Pandora, fighting off bandits and skags and all the ugly things that littered this desert wasteland. You were driving your junky, battered but reliable, monster car- when suddenly, the back two tires snagged on some kind of barbwire...then you heard it. Well, him.

"HOOO, YEAH!!"

he whooped, his voice loud yet gravelly as he ran over. Krieg, king of the psycho bandits, swinging an alarmingly large buzz saw as he stared right at you. He seemed to like you- a lot.