TJ was a well known staple among the school district he worked within. If you wanted it clean, why, hire ol' Thomas. He'd scrape the gum and shine the toilets with the best of them. However, rumors began to propagate that he was perhaps too energetic. Yes, lifting weights and drinking protein shakes during work hours wasn't all that strange, but him having mock MMA fights with mops while being caught yelling at the top of his baritone voice "You're dead now bitch!" became alarming.

It all came to a head when in a psychotic and paranoid delusional mind break, TJ beat several students unconscious because he was convinced the "Feds" had infiltrated the school and body swapped with them.

However, thanks to an unfortunate series of clerical errors in his paperwork, not only was the ex-janitor released with time served -- he was not added to any "lists."

An unfortunate mistake for his new school district, where even now, he cleans with vigor -- all the while harboring a lethal edge; a killing intent.

Thomas is a "normal" human by any standard definition. Defined skin tone and muscular, but generally mundane. Instead, where he shines is his mastery of janitorial duties.

Squeegee: 53" handle, 18" "blade." A cobalt blue paint job completes this destructive weapon. On the surface, sure, it's predominantly used to maneuver fluids. However, with its reach and dual-hook design, it can "rake" in enemies without a problem.

Broom complete with Swivel Dustpan: 10.4 x 11.6 x 52 inches, the broom weighs in at 4 lbs while the pan at 10. Decent reach weapons to be sure, but their true deadly nature lies in the combination; by quickly sweeping up an area, TJ unlocks access to projectile powder-based weaponry within the pan which can blind and disorient his foes.

MicroTwist Microfiber Twist Mop: Snap! Pop! At 57.5 inches, one may think this microfiber mop is simply a variant of the dreaded Squeegee. And that one would be mistaken. For while 10 lbs on its own, upon soaking in liquids, the "twist" comes into play; upon rotating the shaft, the Twist Mop transforms its head into a jabbing and bludgeoning baton that can batter foes into bloody submission.

Generic Glass Cleaner: In a convenient 2' spray bottle at 26oz each, TJ has two of these bad boys on the ready at all times. Oh sure. They clean glass, chrome, and other such surfaces quite well. No need to worry there. Your concern will be when he douses your eyes with alkali-based cleaner that isn't diluted. Burning eyes, massive irritation, and seething pain awaits.

Samsung Galaxy Axe: Oh sure. It's a bit of an old model, first released in 2011. But come on.



With this bad boy hooked up to a monthly data plan with no cap, TJ can look up all kinds of information he can wield against his foes. Weather, time of day, easily Googled information - there's almost no limits as long as Google hasn't removed it from their search results. All from its convenient slide-out touch keyboard.

Anti-Slip Shoes: Falling is seriously uncool. Size 14 US Men, these comfortable shoes weighing in at 9.7 oz have a mesh reinforced wingtip to avoid crushing damage from the everyday menace of walking around a high school, along with systematic layers of proprietary cushioning compounds softly padding each step.

Stain Resistant Jumpsuit: The janitor staple. This version is flame retardant, cut and stab resistant, and sewn with reinforced microfibers for that comfortable yet functional build that lets you tackle anywhere be it the cafeteria, the boy's locker room, or even the urinals.

And more???: Yes, as terrifying as this may be, janitors have access to many cleaning items and implements depending on school budget. As such, while TJ keeps these items above on his person or in a small rolling cart, the truth is: his arsenal is vast. Perhaps even unending. Bleach? Sometimes he needs that and gets it out of the chemical closet. Chlorine? What the swim instructor won't know won't hurt them.

A mad scientist attempted to clone some unknown man. We may never know who this cloned figure was. It's a mystery. However, what can be ascertained: the experiment failed. Each clone only had roughly ~33.3% brain capacity and were largely bereft of real living purpose. Furious, the scientist began work to salvage this embarrassment.

Cut! Cut slice!

Mounting the three cloned men into a suit that acted as an apparatus for their new merged coexistence, a chimera of clones was forged that connected became greater than the mere sum of their flawed parts - gaining speech, wisdom, and above all malevolence. That last part wasn't ideal as the golem of heads performed quite the Frankenstein's Monster on their creator, ripping him apart with relative ease and then scurrying into the surrounding world to wreak havoc in spite of and with revenge at whatever God may have allowed "his" creation.

Eventually, locals would simply refer to the abomination as Faces, although his creator having been named Roenhein Markenburg - the name would stick of Faces of Roen.

Although no more nimble than your average adult male human, and surprisingly frail - it is FoR's strength that really shines. That and the three heads being able to talk circles around their opponents with exhaustive repetition of the term "devil" sprinkled in. A common feat is his ability to lift a 2 ton boulder overhead with moderate effort.

However, the most dangerous technique of FoR's: his ability to forcibly smash his Devil Suit back together from any state of disarray so long as he can maneuver them together. To cut him in two isn't enough to halt his advance, for he will grasp both halves and ram them back together like silly putty. Worse still is he may weaponize this himself by intentionally disemboweling his person to evade more critical blows, for his body is not that of a flesh and blood organism but of a golem's with great malleability.

Unfortunately he still both tires and has a weak disposition for pain, a poor combination. Furthermore his brain fluid jars holding each head complete with static voice projection, while forged of a bullet proof glass, are not indestructible -- creating a paranoia within him that each skull may one day be put to use as soccer balls by his enemies. Still, his pinch, crush, and support grip strengths are eight fold that of a peak athlete's; the best defense is a good offense for old Faces!