{
  "name": "Slappy McLaser",
  "image": "https://cdn.mightynet.xyz/bbs/media/3671.jpg",
  "attributes": [
    {
      "trait_type": "Eyes",
      "value": "Furious Gaze"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Body Colour",
      "value": "Grey"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Snout",
      "value": "Winning Smile"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Hair",
      "value": "Superfly Brown"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Clothes",
      "value": "Wild One"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Paws",
      "value": "Fort Glocks"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Facial Piercings",
      "value": "None"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Background",
      "value": "Hippie"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Pizza Preference",
      "value": "Hawaiian Pizza"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Archetype",
      "value": "Suit"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Disposition",
      "value": "Brooding"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Body",
      "value": "Stocky"
    },
    {
      "trait_type": "Faction",
      "value": "Guild Of Mechanical Inventors (G.M.I.)"
    }
  ],
  "description": "You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a speeding, rattling, time-travelling hunk of junk and raised lovingly by a recently-fired police detective. As a child, you took pride in pyrotechnics, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your unhealthy obsession with being the best of the best of the best (sir!) came in. It was essential in just getting through another bleak day. Your time for greatness is here. Do you feel lucky?!"
}