Killer Klown is an individual with a warped fashion sense In the Matrix his icon appears as a circus clown. Complete with face paint, bright clown clothes, floppy shoes, and a big red nose. Also, in the Matrix, most of his programs manifest as some kind of clownish characteristic. An example of this would be his Attack Program which appears as a Custard Pie launcher or a Slow Program which appear as a bathroom plunger.
The in the physical world Klown doesn't lose his flair for the dramatic. He still wears a little clownish face paint and a big red nose. His eyes are brown, but he has been known to where contact lenses of various colors. There is a datajack on his left temple. The skin around the jack has a tatoo of a clown head around it. Now it looks like the black hole of the datajack is the clown's mouth.

Klown's personality doesn't change from the Matrix to the real world. His clownish appearance has lead many people to believe that he is a happy person and always willing to make someone life. Klown, on the other hand, is just the opposite. He seems to enjoy being a contradiction in terms.

Klown is irritable when he wants to be and annoying the rest of the time. He has an ego the size of California. This partially stems from his decking abilities. He believes himself to be one of the greatest deckers alive. He often claims entire sections of the Matrix as his personal playground. Needless to say that his ego has gotten him into a lot of trouble in the past.

Though moody and egotistic, Klown is not stupid. He possess a vast amount of intelligence. Tests have shown that he ranks in the genius levels. He is adept at solving just about any problem involving cyberdecks or complex mathematics

Killer Klown was born to a upper corporate class family in Seattle. He was hyperactive as a child and became annoying at his parents dinner parties. Francis often made a pest of himself with guests

On his fifth birthday his father took Francis to see the circus. This even would leave a deep impression on young Francis. He sat through the entire show. He saw all the dancing elephants, the human cannonball, the trapeze act, and the lion tamer. He cheered wildly at each act, totally memorized by the performance. Much like any other five-year-old. Then the clowns came out. They arrived in the little clown car that was no bigger than a coke bottle. Twenty or more clowns came out of that little car. Francis thought it was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. The clowns broke up to do their acts and entertain the people. Francis became bored because their acts look stupid and weren't really funny to him. They looked like a bunch of bad actors trying to make a silent film. Then, out of the clown car, a single clown got out. He was carrying a large, automatic rifle. At first everybody thought it was just part of the act. Until the clown opened fire and started cutting down the other clowns left and right

This act was the greatest thing that little Francis ever saw. At least in his eyes. The event would stay with him the rest of his life. To this day he still laughs and cheers at the thought of it all.

After graduating High School, Francis took an aptitude test that won him a scholarship to the University of Seattle. Francis enrolled in the college on a four-year program involving the latest in Cyberdecks and computer technologies. His heart lies more in the Matrix than it does with his academic pursuits