Backstory: Raised in the bowels of a defunded intelligence black site, Wiseguy was trained from infancy to mimic human behavior, execute silent takedowns, and understand sarcasm better than most middle managers. After escaping during a failed neurochip upgrade (which he personally sabotaged), he vanished—only to reappear three months later in a custom-tailored suit and a much darker sense of humor.
Now a freelance executioner for C.A.G.E.D, Wiseguy is deployed when missions require more finesse than firepower. He doesn’t talk. He doesn’t smile. But if you see a toothpick on the floor, it’s already too late.
