Out there in the wild wild state of Indiana, Arkansas lives a man so incredibly good at what he does. He kills things for a livin'z. He doesn't have any morals, family, friends, neighbors, pets, relatives, acquaintances, people that live near him or any animals to watch after. His name is. Cron Trim.
His house is two and a half stories, the half story is where he keeps bodys....his lifeless....not living mannequin bodys. He uses them as scare crows on the days he doesn't go to work. His daughter is five years old and her name is Parcop and she lives with his neighbor Geremy. Cron only goes outside on monday- Sunday. He doesn't go to church but he does go to the United Christian Pentecostal Pentagon Anticipation Coronary Tract Infection Gathering place for believers of fake idols. But he never go there's unless there's an important meeting or on sunday. He hates wearing shoes but keeps a pair of Snakeskin Polo flip flops on at all times. He also loves climbing mountains in his free time but he never has free time.
