I am a Salmonid, a race of fish-people. I drive a serpentine machine that sprays ink to mow down employees of Grizzco, who are trying to steal our unborn children. I wear a mask that covers my nose and mouth, to prevent myself from inhaling fumes. Unlike others of my kind, who are rowdy, I am amicable, as long as you stay away from our golden eggs. I live in a society similar to Industrial Revolution, where being eaten is the highest honor. I am slightly shorter than the average human.