Phil Deadeye

Not really sure, My mother told me I was a good child, a beautiful  child. Coming off of that I would assume I would have had a better name, but she seem Content and relieved after the Accident when I lost my eye. She said I looked as if an angel finally arrived after the incident. never knew why, she also did my hair all the time.

“I swear these damn suits are just worth nothing! nothing is clean! there is a damn speck here and it just simply won’t go away!”

 Phil has not have had a good day, in fact he would call this a damn fucking filthy day,since the Dahl’s former glory laid bared here in the Caustic Cavern it has been difficult lately to ‘acquire’( he simply refuses to use scavenge) replacement parts, of course he can simply by a new one, but this…Oooh this beauty, she simply cant be replaced, she has long helped with his conquest and he will not just give her up! his Rifle has always been a part of him, and she will not simply be replaced. Why are most inanimate object are she anyways? who the hell thought of that shit? now what was he doing again…..AH! yes. this Damn Request getting rid of these damn Spiderants,..”I just need to get higher. a one,two shot if you will do” preching up above to see below in the infestation he begins to set up.

Phil stood in shock, That was his Kill, that was his ticket to upgrading his Darling. and BOOM! gone. GONE! and by what? Some speck of Dirt! A filthy Speck of DIRT! He did not come to The damn Mines for this...

It was suppose to be a One shot, Clean and now it’s dirty.

“YOU!!!!”

“NOT GOOD!” phil being the rational man he is, or like to think he is, signals the Dirty speck Down