User:Electro Bolt

MY FAVORITE PAGES (5)
Frank Fontaine

Jack Ryan

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MY FAVORITE PLASMIDS (5)
Cyclone Trap

Electro Bolt

Hypnotize

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Telekinesis

MY FAVORITE GENE TONICS (41)
Armored Shell

Armored Shell 2

Cure All

Damage Research

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Drill Power

Drill Power 2

Drill Vampire

Electric Flesh

Electric Flesh 2

Electrical Storm

Elemental Sponge

Elemental Storm

Elemental Vampire

EVE Expert

EVE Link

EVE Link 2

Extended Reel

Extra Nutrition

Extra Nutrition 2

Extra Nutrition 3

Fire Storm

Fountain of Youth

Freezing Drill

Hacker's Delight

Hacker's Delight 2

Hacker's Delight 3

Ice Storm

Keen Observer

Keen Observer 2

Medical Expert

Medical Expert 2

Medical Expert 3

Security Evasion

Security Evasion 2

Shorten Alarms

Shorten Alarms 2

Sports Boost

Vending Expert

Vending Expert 2

Walking Inferno

MY LIFE STORY...
'''I was born in Stalingrad, Russia on January 1, 1920. I was a born killer. I was only ten years of age when I tasted blood for the first time. It was New Year's Eve of 1929, my parents were both asleep, and it was almost midnight. I was excited about turning ten years of age, when, all of a sudden, there was an intruder. I quickly ran to the kitchen and reached for the butcher knife on the counter, and then I cut their head clean off, right as the the clock struck midnight. It turned out that the intruder was our neighbor, Nikolai Belinski. I didn't know who the intruder was, and, therefore, I was not in any serious trouble. He had many bad habbits, and breaking into our house was one of them. He should have known that we could kill him on sight. Unfortunately, I never liked the man. I did not attend his wretched funeral. He was a drunk and a coward; I could tell by the look in his evil eyes that he was, indeed, a coward. That life changing event prepared me for the next upcoming event, World War II. The war officially started on September 1, 1939; however, Russia stayed out of the war until June of 1941. The Germans invaded Stalingrad, my home town. I was twenty-one years of age when I was drafted into the 3rd Shock Army. The Germans killed many of my comrades in Stalingrad, most of them were among the dead in Red Square. During the Battle of Stalingrad, I was a part of a sniper rifle division in the 3rd Shock Army. I killed many fascist with my scoped Mosin-Nagant. I was the best sniper in my sniper rifle division. Most of my comrades were massacred in Red Square, just like I said before. After that tragic event, my sniper rifle division was just far too small. My comrades that still remained and I were then drafted into a large division of submachine gunners in the 3rd Shock Army. I was then issued the PPSh-41. It was love at first sight. I killed thousands upon thousands of fascist with the beautiful weapon. The bloody fascist fought to the death for every inch of their land, and they showed no mercy; however, I was merciless. In the midst of the war, I was promoted to the high rank of Lieutenant Colonel. Finally we reached Berlin, the bloody heart of the fascist reich. Not long after I planted the Soviet flag at the Reichstag, I was given an invitation to Rapture. I did not want to go right away; however, I could not resist the temptation. After many, many months, I finally decided to leave Mother Russia in the year of 1950. I could not stand Joseph Stalin. He did not recognize or appreciate my heroism in the war. I was only but a statistic to him. Was it not I who planted the bloody flag at the Reichstag?!?! I hope that life in Rapture is far better than the life I left behind. Both Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin were nothing but parasites. I shall be reborn in Rapture; I shall be greater than Hitler, Ryan, and Stalin combined...'''

LIFE IN RAPTURE...
'''Life in Rapture was great, at first. When I first stepped foot into this marvelous city, life was very pleasant. Andrew Ryan made me a hero, and everyone in Rapture knew my name. Ryan admired my courage in World War II, and gave me the title of "parasite killer." I met a man named Frank Fontaine. He said that he had connections topside. I knew what he meant by that, and so I decided to invest in his buisiness. I soon became a billionaire. I literally was the richest man in Rapture, besides Andrew Ryan and Frank Fontaine. I needed an entire bank to store my money. Ryan didn't like the idea of me investing into Fontaine's buisiness, and so he took all of my money and made it his. Ryan also had Fontaine killed for his smuggling operation; Ryan was the parasite, not Fontaine. Ryan will pay for what he did to me, and to the good people of Rapture. Now there's a new man in town named Atlas. He is very much like Fontaine, I heard some rumors that he was Fontaine, and I wouldn't be surprised if he actually was Fontaine. I don't care if he isn't who he says he is, he is my allie, and together we shall take Rapture out of the hands of the wretched fascist. I hope Andrew Ryan decides to come to the Rapture Masquerade Ball of 1959. I'll be there waiting for him, along with Atlas and his gang. I have my PPSh-41 in hand... Here goes nothing... Death to Andrew Ryan, and long live Atlas... URA!!!'''