Socktor started out as a regular old sock in a hamper on the way to the laundromat, but soon realized his partner, his soul mate, his sock person, his twin, had gone missing! A tale as old as time some might say. But this wasn't a regular sock story we're all used to. Socktor spent all of his energy trying to find his partner. After years of dedicated sock work and back alley dealings he found out his sock life partner had been murdered by the one and only foot clan. Stomped to shreds. Socktor, fueled by sorrow and rage, began to lose his mind and dedicated his life to finding every lost sock on earth, an impossible task no doubt. Socktor can now be found leering over patrons at local laundromats counting every sock they add to their load making everyone super uncomfortable.