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  "name": "Ironbone the Diehard",
  "image": "https://cdn.mightynet.xyz/bbs/media/2079.jpg",
  "attributes": [
    {
      "trait_type": "Eyes",
      "value": "Death Stare"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Body Colour",
      "value": "Grey"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Snout",
      "value": "Blade Tash"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Hair",
      "value": "George"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Clothes",
      "value": "Crouching Bear (Jade)"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Paws",
      "value": "Bruce's Bashers (Blue)"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Facial Piercings",
      "value": "Golden Ears"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Background",
      "value": "Crimson"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Pizza Preference",
      "value": "Hawaiian Pizza"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Archetype",
      "value": "Mad Scientist"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Disposition",
      "value": "Sunny"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Body",
      "value": "Sleek"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Faction",
      "value": "Makers Of Ostentatious Nostalgia (M.O.O.N.)"
    }
  ],
  "description": "You remember very little of your old life. You were born on a speeding bomb-rigged bus and raised lovingly by a young couple living in the city. As a child, you took pride in cutting-edge gonzo journalism, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your intimidating red bandana came in. It was essential in creating a real excuse to dress impractically. Your time for greatness is here. We're going to the moon!"
}