’Twas many ages ago, when the sun and stars were young, that the Great Old Ones first bore their influence down upon the Earth. They came to be known as Gods, many and mighty, of demonstrable influence to those who worshiped them. These finite prophets were encouraged and punished, and even resurrected by their Lords and were recognized throughout the lands as Heroes.
Amongst the Great Old Ones was a being who went by the name Creeping Jesus. It was an ancient thing of singular insidiousness and demoniac wiles and it’s chosen Hero, Murder Tank, was exceedingly eager to prove himself worthy of the Old Ones terrible influence.
Following his awakening as sole disciple of Great Creeping Jesus, Murder Tank ventured far and wide seeking glory in the name of his Lord God, wearing nothing but a holy sock, a document folder and an entry stamp.