You remember my perky grim idea I came up with on the Island I’ve been stranded on for 500 years? The one where I’d get back at my mom for my shitty childhood?
Well, I did it! Just the other day!
My name is Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years I’ve been stranded on an Island, with only one goal: Get back at my mom for my shitty childhood!
I had plenty of time to think about this, and I came up with a really perky idea:
my name is Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years I’ve been stranded on an Island, with only one goal: Survive!
And what an ambitious goal it was, to survive for five hundred fucking years!
Yet I did. I’ve overcome rains, storms, sunburns, wild animals, wild sex dreams (it can get lonely on an island, ye know…)
And after 500 years of solitude, self-hardening, and boredom, I have achieved a state of Nirvana.
Suddenly, I had all these super-powers:
But the most kick-ass super-power: I can look really grim!
Yes, ma’am! My look alone is punishment!
Hm… That last sentence didn’t come out right. I actually have a rather pleasant appearance. Which is why I need dark make up and a hood to awe. But I’m digressing.
Anyhow… Here I am. Shaped and hardened by the very tides of nature, I’ve discovered my life’s mission:
To clean this city of corruption, deception, and hypocrisy – using nothing but a pen.4
My name is Oliver Clean, and I am The Grim Arrow.