I am dangerous, and I wish to be. Dangerous to the stale middle-of-the-road that is the life of the modern human. I wish to breed a generation of futuristic warriors, who live up this life hungrily and greedily, as we were meant to live it! Why are we sitting in cubicles, flushing the hours of our lives down some corporate toilet, and not even reaping the rewards! Instead our toil goes to wives and husbands and children and charities and relatives who are down on their luck, and such other parasites who would drag you down and keep you from your truest self.