Mild-mannered, lanky nerd by day, fighter of villainy by night. Looking at him walking down the street you'd never know he was secretly a master (well, blackbelt anyways) of martial arts. Murderers and thieves around the world whisper of a phantom that leaps out of the shadows in the darkest of alleys and comic-con parking lots. They know not his name but simply call him The Foot for that is the last thing they see before they are consumed by their own inner darkness. Take care that you are not consumed by your greed, seeking to take life, property, or video games from helpless victims, for you shall see the flicker of a black robe out of the corner of your eye and know that your time has come. Or I need you to fill out a survey for me for a class. Fear me, wooo ooo ooo! *wavy hand motions*