Cal Gates

I was born to a family of 3 fathers, abandoned at the age of 2 and jettisoned into space in a hamster ball. I was adopted by space raptors. The raptors abandoned me too.

When I was 10, I picked up my first factory job at a bottling facility. I was the guy who put dimples on the bottle caps. When the factory I worked at was destroyed by space banditos, I pledged from that day to seek vengeance upon the men who destroyed my career, my 3 biological fathers, and the entire race of space raptors.