In the mid 70's Q Strange was nothing more than a fetus in a jar. He was to be the first human clone in a top secret U.S. goverment project. The project was successful when Q breathed his first breath in a hidden goverment labrotory located deep in the in the South Pole. He had no mother, no father, no books, toys, or other boys and girls. Just an elite group of mad scientists who dedicated thier entire lives to this project. Throughout his childhood he recieved no love. He spent his miserable childhood in a room similar to a jail cell.
The scientists were always performing cruel experiments on him. constantly examining him, and always documenting every detail of his unbearable existence. He had no name but the scientists refered to him as subject Q. There were many failed attempts of developing a human clone. each jarred fetus was given a letter of the alphabet. The only successful clone was Q. At age 21 the project would have been finished. All the documentation on the infancy, childhood, and adult development would have been completed, and Q was to be terminated. Q hated life. He always thought of how to escape from this hell. but even if he could get out of the heavily guarded facility, there would be no where to go. He would freeze to death in the South Pole. He was actually looking foward to the end of the project so he could be rid of this rotten existance. When he reached age 21 just before it was time to give him the leathal injection, The President wanted to see the human clone for himself. to see if the funds put into the experiment was worth it all. So the scientists placed Q in restraints and brought him outside to a jet. This was the first time Q had seen the outside world. He sat on the jet scared as shit as he looked into the vast world out the tiny window. He thought of what it would be like to be free. To be a real person and not just a lab rat. Just then the plane was shaking and making noises. It was rapidly losing altitude and was going down fast. Q ducked under the seat and just waited for certain death. The plane crashed but Q was okay. Everyone else on the jet however was killed instantly. Q stepped out of the flaming wreckage and shouted "YOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED ME WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE YOU HEARTLESS CRUEL PRICKS" Now Q was able to take out his hatred of the human race in any sick twisted way his abstract deranged mind saw fit. That started the murder spree leaving a string of unsolved murders. Police all over the country are trying to figure what kind of monster could leave another human so mutilated and tortured, while Q blends in perfectly with society. Because the only people aware of his existance were killed in the crash, and he has no recognizable DNA it is impossible to catch him. So he lives as a drifter, roaming the U.S. from state to state killing, torturing, and mutilating, all of his victims.
And that is the story behind the persona known as Q-Strange.
On his cds he portrays the life of this person.