In the rolling black of an impending storm, a single package was set upon the stoop of the Army household. Delivered by a henchman-for-hire in brown, the package was welcomed eagerly. With a cackle of laughter, the tape was rent from the cardboard, revealing the final ingredient of a creature years in the making. Through the smell of grease and paint, the creature known as the Red Baron was given new lungs, and a new brain. It is now known as Baron X.
In this process, a spare part was found. All eyes present turned to the firstborn, the illegitimate child of a Classic 68, a Z-grip, and a powdercoat job. With an evil cackle and a flurry of tools, a new, distinctly evil, entity was created.
I present to you..
Commander Mo.
In this process, a spare part was found. All eyes present turned to the firstborn, the illegitimate child of a Classic 68, a Z-grip, and a powdercoat job. With an evil cackle and a flurry of tools, a new, distinctly evil, entity was created.
I present to you..
Commander Mo.
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