August, 1999. You're a fresh college grad passing the time in your parents' rural retreat before the tourist season picks up and your first job as "Junior Researcher" at a nearby wildlife-themed resort begins. Located on the outskirts of the run down backwater town called Redridge, the crickets and your empty beer bottles are your only companions. It's getting late, and you decide to put on a pot of coffee and throw something in the microwave...just then, you hear a pounding at the door. Then...the windows.
Look at this guy...and his stupid shirt. Glad he's dead.
feddy
with a shirt like that, he deserves to be thrown onto a pool table and have a cue shoved into his spinal cavity.
He wouldn't even survive nearly as long as Mr. Whitaker. Mr. Whitaker got up from that - only to die by his own hand...tired of the torment.
This poor bastard's been getting the shaft since 2001, greetings from Nation City.
Wasn't this Poke 646?
Yeah, I was referencing Poke646, which takes place in the fictional "Nation City".
Saw this guy in a couple of different mods since then, over the years. Whenever I do, I think "here's the guy!". Looks like Redridge's maps will be yet another home for this beloved recurring character :)
I gave him the teddy bear shirt, however. One that I designed in high school. Glad the design is finally seeing the light of day.