Your Player's Backstory

JamieBear · 02-04-2009, 08:32 AM

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.

**a.L** · 02-04-2009, 08:40 AM

When a man loved a woman very much...

*fast forward about 9 months*

Intuition was born.

**Ralath** · 02-04-2009, 08:49 AM

You skipped the good parts. D:

Senyx The Soulless one · 02-04-2009, 02:17 PM

When the Gods created Isya, They saw the beauty in their creation, And began creating life, They made everything balanced. For there to be humans, There had to be monsters, And so on, But one god was not like the others, And wanted to make a point, In his confidence, He created hismelf a single son, And he saw that this would be the greatest warrior in all the land, The god taught the boy many things, Why things happened, He taught him to fight, Read, Forge weapons, All the things that formed the backbone of practical Isyan society. And as the God was saying goodbye to his creation, And before the Great Ascent, The boy struck the god down and took his sword. As he was descending, The god cast magic on him, And one of his eyes would be permanently the color of the darkest spilled blood. As the boy touched down in Roumen, He knew that he was no human, And could feel no emotion toward them as well. So he was to become strong enough to return to the heavens and destroy the gods for creating him. It was not much longer after that, A society of Assassins had taken him in, His training was brutal to say the least, And the scar across his right arm would be the proof, Since the chief of the Clan had taken him in, His name ould automatically end in "-son" And when the guards asked the boy his name, HE could think of only one thing. Serum. But as smart as people are, They can't read OR spell around here. So they put it up as C'rim-Son. And as you can see. The warrior has roamed the land, Becoming steadily stronger, And the wrath of the Gods of Isya grow.

Mindspank · 02-04-2009, 04:16 PM

On December 15th, 2007 the gods, pending approval of their leave form to go home for christmas, were bored. So they cruised the vast information resource available only to the gods, known as the interwebs. They visited various websites. Some of them involving funny pictures of felines in ambiguous situations with funny captions, others involved pictures of goddesses involved in not so ambiguous situations, with no captions whatsoever, scantily clad. Some of these sites involved data retreival websites, where anything your heart desires could be yours, with the click of your mouse and a little bit of patience, because your free internet you were leeching off of sucked.

It was on this type of website, on this day, the gods saw an advertisement for a world in which to escape the burdens of being a god, known as Isya. So the gods researched Isya, and their rulers, Outspark, and decided to participate in the ever evolving creation of this world. But all was not sunshine and rainbows. The download was fraught with peril, for unbeknownest to the gods, other users on his internet were playing WoW.

The gods LOATHED this digital abomination, and sought to postpone this menace, or block the port mapping through the router to which the gods had less than scrupulously gained access to.

Ports blocked, WoW defeated, Neighbors yelling so loudly "NO I JUST GOT AN EPIC DROP AND NOW MY INTERNET DOESNT WORK!! IM SUING THE ISP!!", the gods were free to begin the journy into the creation of Isya. The gods then created their first child, RedCell. RedCell was a strong warrior, the bravest in all the land. But while patrolling the streets of Roumen, The gods saw something they desired even more than being the bravest warrior.

For low and behold, another warrior of a different type brandished a flashing bow. So bedazzled by the witchery of this warriors bow, the gods saught to befriend him.

"Halt I say to thee. I prithee ask, what is your christian name?"

"Dragunov"

"Dragunov, a curious name. What type of witchery is that bow you hold before you?"

"It's a +9 lvl 20 bow. Want it? Ill sell it to you for 500s. It has enhanced stats and damage."

"Stats? I fear I do not understand the tongues in which you speak, friend."

"Too bad bro. Its a good deal. Oh I gotta go, later dude."

"Wait, stranger!"

And he was gone. Inspired by this stranger, the gods birthed another creation. Superior to RedCell in every way, they named him "Mindspank".

To this very day, Mindspank vigilantly patrolls the darkest ruins in search of the fabled Level 50 Blue Bow, still chasing on the coat tails of the stranger he met so long ago.

Thats my story.

**Phantom Badger** · 02-04-2009, 05:17 PM

I was a cop who got shot.

**kirbysprite** · 02-04-2009, 11:14 PM

I was from Dreamland, I was pixelated and small. I ate a noob, and never let the power go...

Aryiia · 02-04-2009, 11:17 PM

The death of Bijou...

When Bijou died, and spread his energies across Isya on that faithful day. One of the Soul Stones, came of itself to the goddess Teva. When she had saw of what had become of her ally, she used bits of her magical energies to form a baby child. Some say that the Elven woman that Bijou fell in love with, gave the fertility Teva needed. The child was created, and Teva named him Aryiia. To honor Bijou, she placed the child in slumber. So Aryiia's magical engeries can harmonize with Bijou's to purify the world Bijou and Teva so dearly loved...

However, a piece of Aryiia's conciseness broke free from Teva's spell and was physically born through a descendant of the Elven woman once involved with Bijou. Now, Aryiia has become as now "Teva's Half-Angel", he grew up as a normal boy, untill about 11. He started to realize his magical potential, he after, begins training to become a powerful Mage. With the guidance of Teva, Aryiia is now forging his own path through history

EdwardWarlock · 02-06-2009, 01:22 PM

Originally Posted by JamieBear

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.

__________________________________________________ _________

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.

This is pretty awesome. You have a very humorous way of telling your tale. Excellent Job!

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Zangetsu was a sword waiting to be born but something went wrong. A call from another world sent him through a portal and he was born not as a sword but as a matured human. He sees the world around him (Bijou). Someone calls for him and out of nowhere a god of some sort flying on a winged horse talks to him.

''Welcome to the world of Bijou. I have summoned you to help save this world from Evil that spreads ever so far.'' Zang knowing his destiny starts his journey and throughout time makes his name known and feared by evil. People say he will appear when the black moon rises. One monster in particular awaits him...HELGA. Zangetsu prepares himself...for the ultimate test...

This is pretty cool. I'll be on the lookout for you in AEW when the sun sets.

EdwardWarlock · 02-06-2009, 01:58 PM

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Slient Wizard was born in the Forest of Tides to a poor family of mushroom farmers. Orphaned as a child when mushroom fighters attacked the farm he became an adventure. His parents had insisted that he go to school and he was away when the attack came. When he returned all was gone, the house destroyed. All he found was his father’s hammer which he carries to this day.

He made his way squandering his youth and selling all that he found. While adventuring in the Sea of Greed one morning he happened upon a ghost ship just washed ashore. None would go near it, fearing plague or worse aboard. An adventure with no money and no skills Slient Wizard had nothing to lose and boarded the ship. There he found a treasure chest filled with jewels.

He then went to Elderin to sell his jewels but found all the merchant stores closed or deserted. With a treasure chest full of jewels but no money for a room and no money for food he thought to himself “If I had a store I would always be open!”

While wandering the back streets of Elderin looking for a nook or cranny where he could spend the night he saw a young woman, hardly more than a child really, burst from a house and fall down. She tried to stand and fell again. He crossed over the street to help her. As he helped her to her feet he could see that she was weak and her face was ashen. There was nothing Slient Wizard could do but to carry her home and sleep in the barn.

The following morning after a hearty and delicious breakfast prepared for him by Doylen who had risen early for that very reason, the likes of which Slient Wizard had not seen for many years he was ready to go to town. For his kindness she reached into her bag and gave Slient Wizard the power of healing. Once in town instead of selling his jewels as he had planned Slient Wizard took them to Smith Karl and asked “can you forge these jewels into this hammer?” “Hmmm” was the reply, “why would you want to do that?” “I have my reasons, can you do it or not?’ said Slient Wizard. “Well, maybe” Karl said. “But I might damage it, might even destroy it”. Slient Wizard hesitated; this was his father’s hammer, the very hammer that had been used to build the mushroom farm. It was the only thing he had of his family. “Do it” he said…….

Doylen was excited; her mother had just told her that both her father and her older brother were coming home. Her father, Sir Brom was an intelligent and educated man. While doing field research in the Forest of Slumber he had come across a Giant Elvin Tree that had been struck and split by lighting exposing the heart wood. He had collected the heart wood and had been at the university in Uruga doing post graduate work studying the unusual properties of the heart wood and trying to find a way in which they could be used. For several months he was there working the problem with little success and now he was coming home.

Her brother Stumble Foot, whom she loved dearly, was in the Army and coming home on leave. He had decided to make a career of it and was to attend the Officer Cadet School. He had 30 days leave before he had to report to OCS.

Her dad got home first. When Stumble Foot got home a few days later they discovered that he had been injured. Doylen had given her healing power to Slient Wizard and could not help so she went to find him. Slient Wizard, meanwhile, was still waiting for the safe (hopefully) return of his hammer. He had gotten a job in a merchant shop stocking shelves and cleaning up. He watched as the merchant would buy low and sell high and thought “this is not so bad, I could do that.”

Doylen found him and said “you must come and help my brother, he has been injured!” Slient Wizard had not yet used his healing power and was unsure of him self but wanted to help Doylen so he came along.

Slient Wizard went to Doylen’s home and met Stumble Foot. He could see that Stumble Foot’s injuries were bad but not life threatening. He asked Stumble Foot “how did this happen?” Stumble Foot told him “I got nailed by a Sand Mushroom in the Goblin Camp. I wish I had a shield to protect me.” Well, Slient Wizard had a particular dislike for any kind of mushroom monster and told Stumble Foot how he had lost his family. Slient Wizard brought out his healing power and tried it for the first time. He was surprised at how well it worked. Doylen was pleased and kissed Slient Wizard on the cheek which caused him to blush red.

Doylen then took Slient Wizard to meet her father. Sir Brom, having stayed in Elderin was busy in his workshop still trying to compose the heartwood he had collected. Doylen came in and said “daddy, there is someone I would like you to meet.” “Meet someone!” he said, “no, no, I am much to busy to meet someone.” “Daddy” said Doylen, “this is Slient Wizard.” Sir Brom stood up, “Slient Wizard! Oh, I want to thank you for helping my daughter!” Slient Wizard was uncomfortable; having lost his own father when he was very young he did not know how to relate with Sir Brom. This was a highly educated man while Slient Wizard had almost no education at all. Sir Brom, a true gentleman sensed this and put Slient Wizard as ease right away by telling jokes. He said “I’m not as smart as I look Slient Wizard. Tell me, why does a smart person cross the road?” Slient Wizard was perplexed and said “I have no answer Sir.” Sir Brom then said “to get to the other side, just like everyone else!” Everybody laughed and Slient Wizard felt much better.

A few days later Slient Wizard got word from Smith Karl that his hammer was ready. He went to the smith. Karl said “you must be one lucky boy or those jewels you gave me were blessed because it worked!” He then brought out the hammer. “It sure is shiny” Karl said, “would you like to sell it, I will give you a good price.” Slient Wizard’s answer was terse, “no” he said…..

A week passed, Slient Wizard found that he actually enjoyed working at the merchant shop. Stumble Foot came into the store and to their mutual surprise they saw one another. It seems the Doylen’s birthday was coming up and Stumble Foot was looking for a nice present. He was planning a surprise party for her. He found nothing that he liked but he invited Slient Wizard to come with him to the local tavern. Since his shift at work was just ending Slient Wizard accepted the offer and they went to the tavern. There they drank grog and swapped stories of their adventures. Before long they were fast friends and Slient Wizard showed Stumble Foot his shiny hammer. Stumble Foot, a professional soldier, knew the value of such things and asked “how did you do that?” Slient Wizard told him about the jewels he had found and how the smith had forged them into the hammer. Stumble Foot wanted the same for his sword and offered to buy the remaining jewels. Slient Wizard, also wanting to buy Doylen a birthday present sold some of his jewels to Stumble Foot. Stumble Foot also invited Slient Wizard to Doylen’s surprise birthday party.

At the party he met many of Doylen’s friends. All were educated, diligently working on their production skills and financially independent. Slient Wizard was impressed by this and by Sir Brom so he resolved to become educated and chose to learn about composition and decomposition.

With help from his new friends, who brought him materials and alchemy stones he was able to quickly learn the skills he needed and in turn help them. Doylen has become a master scroll and stone maker making all the T4 products and Slient Wizard is now a master decomper. He and Doylen have discussed marriage but as yet have no plans to do so. They have a child, Blue Violet who is a master potion maker.

This is really awesome, you put a lot of though into it. I had to double post because I ran out of space.