BIO: PUPPYBOY

code name: Puppyboy. a.k.a ian, ian johnson, red, big red, opie, kman, killer, k diggity, keith sweat, k daddy, the big babaloosh

age: 35 (and getting younger) OR 20 (and getting older)

height: 5'10"

weight: 130 lb.s

location of origin: shangri-la, he claims, if shangri-la smells like pigs and was populated with crack-fiends and punks and was called south "joisey". he seems to be the only member who knows exactly where he is from. the agents are impressed by this.

purpose: he would like to believe that there is more to what we see than what we see, and if we look a little deeper into ourselves and forget that we have spent the last ten or fifteen or fifty years of our puny little lives too busy proving ourselves to other people to laugh and explore, drink and write. he also believes that maybe we will all one day develop the deep love of chickens that he has. (insert puppyboy screaming "go chickens!")

occupation by day: he works with concrete and the deceased.

weaknesses: he claims not much, but, very specifically, mentioned bullets. he described these bullets as "really big, pointy ones that move really fast at any vital organ of my body." the agents still believe that he must have at least one other weakness.

loves: writing, sleeping, joking, driving, movies, chickens.

superpower: narcolepsy. we at headquarters have also seen him put his head through steel, but think it's safe to say narcolepsy is his stronger point.

weapon of choice: a completely random, nonsensical sense of humor.