My name is Red. My humble gaming beginning consisted of watching my cousins play games on the nintendo famicom from 9 in the morning til 3. Then I had to go away to the land of sand where I was trained to be a ninja of the sand to fight terrorism. My training consisted of the Sega Mega Drive 2 which came prepackaged with AlienStorm, which was once dubbed as "Showgirls of video games" by the Concelmo. Later on I moved on to the Playstation. Due to my limited funding and due to game publishers in the US not caring about Ninjas training in the sand like me, I resorted to black market alternatives. My great gaming memories consisted of pirated games which I had plentiful of due to the lack of giving a damn by the local authorities. All those games kept me sane in the desert wasteland. I was a prisoner in my own ninja fortress. Then all my training was for naught when the US military beat me to my ultimate mission: CAPTURE SADDAM HUSSEIN. But then they discovered that he was an impostor. Intelligence reports point out that he is where I am stationed now: TEXAS. My mission continues on.
You have read this, you shall be exterminated.

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