Warsome Wharm

Warsome Wharm was an Old Mashchester gunslinger with over 1 billion guns at hand. After Old Mashchester burned from beasts having too wild a party, he had a catharsis. The pang of sympathy racked his senses. Warsome Wharm once shot at these beasts, be they the only population in the city, to fulfill his never-ending fervor to shoot bullet. "Damn!" he screamed, "I, the human, am the beast!!!"

Since then he guarded the main entrance to the city and shot any human who entered. He had somehow convinced himself that his own transgressions applied to the entire human race. Warsome Wharm's reign of sin slam finally ended when someone climbed up a ladder behind him and gently nudged him off the 10,000 story tower he was on.