Jamie McGee was a normal, everyday kid. He had a loving family, fine italian mounts, and a large beautiful mushroom to call home. But that was all about to change.
One lovely morning, when Jamie was about 10, his parents were trampled to death by slimes during a tragic, brutal slimecore moshpit.
He was devistated.
After that, he took to performing on on the sidewalk for copper. Drinking T3 liquer and LF hookers whenever he could.
........ Until a magical morning.
A mysterious man approached Jamie one day and offered to change his life forever. The old man tought Jamie the art of Kung Fu, Ju Jitsu, Tai Kwon Do, and Interpretive dancing. He was ready to get his revenge on the slime kingdom.
He fought ferociously. His skills where fierce. His technique was flawless. His dance moves where soul-touching. The battle had almost ended, when Our Hero slipped on slime intestines and got trampled by the slimes.
Native American Werebears found him and fixed him up. Jamie had suffered a terrible injury and forgot his entire past. The werebears took him in to their family and gave him the name JamieBear. They tried teaching him kung fu again, but JamieBear suffered too much brain damage and went psycho.
The deranged JamieBear, still to this day, believes he has magical, arcane powers. He throws rocks and handfuls of mud at beasts, under the impression that he is casting spells.
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Lol, sorry my story sucks. I'm a horrid writer. I really liked your idea and story so i thought i should contribute. I'm sad more people haven't written stories D=.
Ah, well i hope you guys enjoyed.... again..... sorry! I suck at creative writing.