TomStranger
(#29004218)
Level 25 Bogsneak
Familiar
Hedgehog
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Energy: 29/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Nature.
Male Bogsneak
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.08 m
Wingspan
7.67 m
Weight
589.28 kg
Genetics
Spring
Petals
Petals
Auburn
Shimmer
Shimmer
Pear
Glimmer
Glimmer
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Bogsneak
Max Level
STR
120
AGI
8
DEF
7
QCK
63
INT
5
VIT
28
MND
5
Biography
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Tom Stranger Interdimensional Insurance Agent |
Deals with interdimensional issues from insured clans; Is the defender of Wendell. |
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► HISTORY
Washington D.C.
Earth #345-B-98081
October 5th, 2012
President Baldwin surveyed the Whitehouse underground war bunker. The greatest minds in the country were gathered here, appropriate for their greatest time of crisis. It had only been two days since a hole had been torn between worlds, but already all of Europe and half of Asia had been conquered and consumed by the slimy purple ********.
The Secretary of Defense stood at the front of the room, giving the most important PowerPoint presentation in human history. SecDef had even worn his nicest eye patch. It was the black one with the embroidered USMC bulldog on it. The fate of all mankind rested on the decisions that would be made in this room in the next few minutes. So of course, Powerpoint wasn’t working. They’d wasted ten minutes trying to get it running.
“Piece of ****! ****-knuckle **** pot!” the SecDef shouted as he kicked the projector. “What’s the deal, Ed?”
“It says it suffered a fatal error,” the Secretary of Education said as he poked ineffectually at the keys.
“Fatal error?” SecDef drew his .45. SecEd was smart enough to get the heck out of the way. “I’ll show you a fatal error!” POTUS covered his ears just in time as the computer exploded in a very satisfactory manner. The Secret Service detail was used to these kinds of outbursts, and barely raised their collective eyebrows.
Tom Stranger had a seat just behind POTUS. He leaned forward to whisper, “It doesn’t really matter which dimension you’re in, Windows still does that. There’s even one Earth where Bill Gate’s cyborg head is god-emperor, and they’re still forced to use Vista.”
POTUS shuddered at the thought.
“**** squat **** son of a ****monkey!” SecDef grumbled. “I’ll do this the old fashioned way!” He snapped his fingers and two generals and an admiral brought in a dry-erase board. “Dismissed **** stains!” SecDef bellowed as he drew a dry-erase marker from his dry-erase marker holster. He popped the cap and started drawing stick figure versions of the alien invaders.
“They call themselves the Horde of Righteous Purification, but they don’t talk much, because they’re usually too busy eating babies!” SecDef deftly drew a frowny face on one of the blobs. Then he thought better of it and drew a bunch of sharp teeth as well. “They travel from planet to planet. They face-**** the ever livin’ **** outta that planet, eat everything, steal all the resources, and then stick a black hole in the core before they leave, just to be jerks about it!”
“Have we tried negotiating with them?” the Secretary of Health and Human Services asked.
POTUS groaned. He didn’t really know what Health and Human Services did. “Duh. You think I’m stupid, Tina? Of course we did. But they ate the ambassador. And then they ate the Secretary of State. Then they ate his dog. We even tried playing the keyboard, like in that one movie with the mash potato mountain, but they ate John Tesh too. John Tesh and his keyboard! I’ve depopulated half the state department. It was like an all-you-can-eat bureaucrat buffet,” POTUS sighed.
“But what if we were nice to the—“
SecDef hurled his dry-erase marker at the SecHeHum. “Shut your pie hole, hippie!” Sadly, because he only had one eye, he lacked depth perception and struck the Press Secretary in the nose. But SecHeHum hid under the table just in case. Victorious, SecDef drew another marker from his holster, purple this time, and continued his briefing. “The Horde lives for war. They’ve been biologically augmented for the last million years to be perfect killing machines. They don’t have tanks. They are tanks!” He colored the many tentacles and murder sparklers and eye ball cannons purple. “Their air power is made up of giant purple pterodactyls, with scramjets for buttholes. They fart themselves to mach 4 and mess up F-22s!” He switched to red to draw flames as little stick figure human soldiers were crushed mercilessly beneath the tentacles. “Their vats grow a fully combat effective Death-Mauler in ten minutes!” SecDef made explodey noises as he drew.
“Nuke ‘em!” screamed SecEd as he pounded the conference table. “Nuke the **** out of them!”
The room began to chant “NUKE! NUKE! NUKE!”
“That’s the spirit!” SecDef answered. “Too bad we’ve been nuking them left and right since breakfast. France is now a glass parking lot with permanent nuclear winter so the Horde went ice skating on it! They are immune to radiation, bullets, electricity, disease, lava, and personal insults. We’ve tried everything. They sweat nitro and sneeze acid, and when they’re not killing, they’re practicing killing, or sharpening things so they can do some stab-killing! They exist only to blow **** up…” he trailed off, a single tear forming in his good eye. “My God, they’re beautiful...”
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