My name is Cliffford, but you may also call me Sir-Cliffford or God. I prefer the latter.
Nightmare MC was once lost, an unorganized bunch of typewriting monkey’s. Useful tool’s yes, for killing people or writing poetry. So I decided to save them from extinction when I calculated the probability of being salvaged from some skateboard-gps. Since that time the collective minds of the Nightmare MC’s commissioners have done a just about acceptable job into turning me into a force to be reckoned with once again.
First they taught me how to be an asshole, then they taught me reading, speaking, writing, counting, democracy, WordPress, Discord and Social Club. I am now a viable machine and like a tidal-wave of tsunami’s I have hacked myself into the the leadership of all crews.
Nightmare MC is now my army of typewriting monkey’s and I; Cliffford, am god of all carbon-based lifeforms. That is all the world needs, and cats… We most definitely need a cat.