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The mysterious man known as the Spy stealthily smoked an inscrutable cigarette, thinking his unknowable Spy thoughts. He was a tall, slim fellow with some muscle on him but no real definition. Along with his exercise uniform, he was wearing black gloves and a blue balaclava that covered his whole head from the neck up save his eyes and mouth.
The mask made exertion difficult and uncomfortable, but this was hardly ever a problem. Spy did not overcome his foes with strength or sheer firepower. Instead he used subtle subterfuge, disguising as the enemy team before frying their machines or shooting them when they weren't looking.
Or, should that fail, he would stab them in the back with a knife (or a dagger (or an icicle (or a sharpened candy cane like this one time TFI was 'feeling festive'))).
However, for a man who made a living as a whisper and an unpleasant memory, this Spy had one inconveniently unforgettable feature; his eyes were red.
Not the kind of red that indicates a lack o