Fictional Character Biography
Gonzo the Mechanical Bastard was created by the Mathemagicians of the Anti-Life Equation to spread chaos throughout Earth. In the aftermath of the chaos caused by Chemo being dropped onto the city of Blüdhaven, Gonzo managed to slip through a dimensional crack between this universe and the anti-matter universe. Father Time, the commanding officer of S.H.A.D.E., discovered him and started educating him, exposing to every piece of information known to man.
Under Time's orders, he becomes an exact duplicate of Senator Henry Knight, and kills the original, taking his place as President of the United States.
Gonzo betrays Father Time, forcing him to team up with Uncle Sam, providing the Freedom Fighters with the footage they need to unmask him.
Father Time turns Gonzo into data (using Atomic Knight technology) and traps him in an "orphan box" in the shape of a pair of glasses, hoping to use him against his creators, the Shadow Demons.
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