Don't let he army of crabs fool you... she's on your side.
Showing posts with label army. Show all posts
Showing posts with label army. Show all posts
Saturday, 21 December 2013
Tuesday, 24 September 2013
Day 267. Skwirul
Skwirul is in possession of the biggest pair of nuts this world has ever seen.... he also uses a couple of giant acorns as weapons to defend himself from ridicule; as one is prone to receive for dressing up a squirrel. This hero is not the brightest however. Despite being obsessed with the cutest rodent on this earth, he never could spell it correctly... or any words at all for that matter. In fact his intelligence kind of justified and made sense of the fact that he was dressed as a squirrel in the first place. It's okay though, for he has a good heart and uses his nuts, army of squirrels, and acorns, to battle against the bullies of this world.
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Friday, 31 May 2013
Day 151. The Binman
The Binman was once... well.... a binman. Or that was until he found a discarded doll tainted with an evil magic. Although the process was slow the doll slowly began to exhibit more life like qualities, first it was breathing, then talking and then straight up walking around. The traits of the doll even began to pass off onto other dolls and they all started to come to life. Tired of being considered a stain on society, The Binman used these dolls as his own private army (obviously they're pretty useful as you can't "kill" a doll but rest assured they can kill you!!), transporting them around in his bin to different banks where he would cause hell with his minions before walking away far richer than any binman has ever been.
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Saturday, 9 March 2013
Day 65. King
King is a highly unique being. Originally a clone, his creators wanted to make a human that had no defining characteristics. What they got was King, a blank canvas of a man... but one so obsessed with his own blandness that he thought he would never get respect because he has no defining characteristics. To change this he took over the lab where he was created and cloned himself a thousand times. What he created was an army of smaller clones who run about, at the command of their pasty master, stealing and bringing him riches. He is their King, and he lapse ups every ounce of loyalty they display, just happy to be respected... and rich... very rich.
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