After a lengthy and highly-decorated tour in Vietnam, Bashford took the survival skills he had acquired and used them to establish a colony of subsistence farming jungle dwellers. All was fine for a couple of years but boredom, famine, sexually-transmitted diseases and a lack of access to daytime TV caused the group to… Read more

After a lengthy and highly-decorated tour in Vietnam, Bashford took the survival skills he had acquired and used them to establish a colony of subsistence farming jungle dwellers. All was fine for a couple of years but boredom, famine, sexually-transmitted diseases and a lack of access to daytime TV caused the group to split - soon a civil war ensued. Bashford was forced to brutally kill the few survivors of the initial battle, in case they should rebel against him en mass. It is said that their ghosts can still be heard moaning high in the vines of the once peaceful rainforest on every full moon. Currently residing in South London, readjustment to modern society has been slow and difficult but our hero has been steadily reducing his weekly hours in therapy and should soon be allowed to walk the streets unaccompanied. If you see him, say hi from me, nicely.

Bashford's unmistakeable greatness can only be discribed by repeating this quote 5 times whilst jumping backwards through a burning ring of fire: "Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die… Read more

Bashford's unmistakeable greatness can only be discribed by repeating this quote 5 times whilst jumping backwards through a burning ring of fire: "Raoul Duke: There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die."