Random Post

Well, i don’t have a character page for todays Character page update…

So you will all have to be happy with a random post.  The first order of business is to announce that the Villain of Chapter 3 has been officially named Samil  (Variant form of Hebrew Samael, the name of an Angel of Death)   Kudos to Spizik for the name.  If you don’t know Spizik yet, you will.   So instead of a character page today….you have a character history page.

Samil’s real name when he was a child was Tyler.  He was made fun of for his name and pushed around by the bigger kids in the school yard being named “little tie-tie”.

One morning as Tyler was waiting in line for the spiral slide a rather large bully named Phil lumbered toward him with an evil smirk.  Tyler pushed frantically through the crowd of his fellow school mates.  Terror gripping his spleen.  His shiny new mosquito-man sneakers carried him a full ten feet before a dodge-ball did its best for crack his skull.  His brain was attempting to unscramble itself from the impact and forgot to tell Tyler’s arms to catch his fall.  Tyler pushed himself up and turned to look at Phil, as the giant bully loomed over him.  In that moment something snapped in Tyler’s head.  Much like the small model airplane pieces when you attempt to put them together.  Reaching into his bag he pulled out a handful of pixie sticks.   Breaking them open he threw the multicolored dust cloud at Phil.  At first the Bully laughed at the attempt at self defense.   But the laugh was cut off as Phil saw a flock of three-year old’s staring at him.  Beady eyes stared at him from under tiers, behind sandcastles, above running noses.  As one voice they slowly began to chant.  “suuugar….suuuuugar” one confused little boy with curly blond hair began to chant “brains” when a little girl scrunched her nose at him the boy said, “What?  i’m being reasonable.  It’s not like we are going to eat his eyes.”

Phil began to brush at the sugar that covered him, but it was to late.  The mob rushed him and small muddy hands grabbed the large boy pulling him under the churning sea of kids.  Moments later the mass dispersed, sending little sugar high children running in all directions.  True to the blond boys word all that was left of Phil were his two eyes.   Tyler walked over and picked them up.  Looking across the playground he saw a teacher who was scolding a little boy for running with Phil’s femur.  Tyler rolled Phil’s eyes at the teacher and turned back to his bag, where he saw a little girl with a pixie stick up her nose, her eyes were crossed and twitching.

Tyler decided that he was going to create an evil-alter ego and become a Villain.  He heard it was quite a lucrative job, as long as you didn’t get carried away with plans to rule the world or such nonsense.
He searched the internet for how to “go bad” as he phrased it and found a list.  After a week of sucking eggs and biting people in the ankles he realized his list was for dogs.   Finding a much more appropriate list he set off to rob a bank.  Once in the bank he pulled his sword and declared himself to be Tyler the Terrible.  He was unable to make his demands to the teller for money because of the deafening peels of laughter.

Another internet search and he stuck upon his new name.  Samil.  After the angel of death.   He then lost any redeemable qualities and became a true villain.  Burning orphanages, stapling kittens to trees by their tails, rigging the special Olympics, Earning 1,229,376 points by hitting grandmothers and elderly people with his car, Lighting puppies on fire and other such deeds.