Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Among the crooked, the backwards and the sinister of the criminal underworld, no name has ever been uttered with such mysticism and paranoia than that of the Killsons.
The Killsons are a notorious clan of kleptomaniacs who have been blamed and accredited with the theft of incredulous and incredible objects throughout various points of human history; from the theft of the first domesticated cow in Ethiopia, sabotaging Aristotle's perpetual motion machine, plundering of the shimmering limestone surface of the Egyptian pyramids, spiriting away of the nails that pierced Christ, pirating entire armada-wide stashes of Aztec gold, stashing away music sheets for Beethoven's 10th symphony and pilfering Tesla's death-ray blueprints.
Its even claimed that the Killson bloodline can be traced all the way back to Prometheus, who stole the heavenly fires.
Alex Killson belongs to the newest generation of Killsons. Far removed from the "real" environment of criminal grime that the Killson pedigree was bred for, Alex grew up burdened by the difficulty adjusting to the mundane reality of suburban life. He was unable to express his kleptomaniacal disposition and remained repressed by good boy morality.
Until one fateful blue moon night the boy received his PLAY.