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ell, how to
start, how to start... I suppose it could go something like this:
In the beginning there was nothing.
It was kind of boring.
And so we'll hit fast forward.
That was how I started my first written fantasy world in English class, but
I'd been making more without knowing it for years. Every time I tinkered
with my Legos, Brix, Erector sets... Each time I filled the ship, castle, or
weapon with a history. And so I built more to connect them. At one point, a
good half of my basement was filled with the Kingdom of Magic and its epic
battle against the Empire of Space. Yes, so I wasn't the most original kid
in the world. This is why I like to work with established frameworks, so I
don't have to weave the system out of whole cloth.
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To return to my bio, because that's why you're reading this, isn't it?
Alright, you've tolerated me long enough... Diegos, fetch this one a chair.
I was born in a hospital outside of Chicago, Illinois, US of A. I was the
first child, and as such my parents had a harder time raising me than either
of my siblings, a brother 2 years younger than me (who continues to annoy me
by always being as tall as I am... grumble) and a sister 4 years younger. My
brother and I had a fairly tight bond from... I think it was from the point
where I offered to share my Coke with him at oh... lessee... 2 months. We
together devised most of the Lego fortresses that composed my little warring
world. He did the core, I did the elaboration and history.
Unfortunately,
baby sister decided that it needed destroying. Sigh... As you may have
figured out by now, I'm not good at keeping to the point. Diegos, fetch some
hot chocolate for our guest. And don't just microwave a Hershey bar again!
Anyway.
At some point I was placed in school. It became apparent to me that my only
real competition came from my neighbor, Lee. I managed to outpace him at
first, but he's passed me up by a bit now.... BAD ME!
Back to the point.
This encouraged me to dream things up in class, but as long as my work was
good, my teachers didn't complain. One exception had the idea I had ADD.
(For those who don't know, ADD is a brain disorder that involves
hyperactivity, lack of attention span... you act like a 8-year old. This has
become an expensive crutch for families and teachers who dont WANT an 8-year
old, they want perfectly behaved automata. Idiots.) Said exception decided
to speak to my parents about this... halfway along the line, after the
teacher had reccomended Ritalin (ADD treatment) my dad let on he happened to
be a doctor. (We live in Southern Illinois. Cows outnumber people 3 to 1
down here, and as such my father... On the scale of doctor=money, he's
pretty close to rock bottom.) She decided to back down. As unpleasant as the
episode was, it taught me that the world had its fools, but they were in
power, so you humor them.
For this reason, I was much relieved when one day I accidentally stumbled on
an online RPG while searching for a random word.
Since then, I've participated in a few, and was led
to Santharia when the first collapsed. I always enjoyed the detailing more
than the RPing, and as such... Well, you're reading this, so look down! See
what I've made!
In High School, I'm content with being challenged at last, and as of right
now I'm doing fine. |
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