About the Pack!

The trumpeter is a munch! He loves to toot n’ boot, sing cowboy bop to the tune of the ye olde range, and growl through the synthesis of robot funk. Scotty’s spirit animal is a bald eagle, soaring through the morning dew high into the dusk of sunrise. From the dystopian tech-drowned communes of Seattle, he stretched his wings east and landed in the nest of the rats. Crooning the blues, inhaling the trash, exhaling the trap, and navigating the jungle of sounds of the big apple! Scotty “John” Otten is one of the Keepers of the Space Guardians, destined for wrinkled lips and space force trips!

“Jimmy Carter was once a peanut farmer.” He serves, he slays, he maxxxes out his stats while the rest of the team stays behind for he is the protagonist of this story, the leader of the Rat Trap Pack. A revoluntionary piece of ass, he rides his hog throughout the countryside day and night. As he fills his hog with gas, he feels the spark of love in his ass. With a supple combustion, his nuptials are severed from his Port Authority New Jersey Transit. A fan of the dark arts and the martial arts, he checks in the pail. He is dead, although he love him eternally.