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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 2463399" data-attributes="member: 9255">I was born and raised in Vermont but my entire family is from Long Island.  The school I went to is very small and very sports minded.  I did okay in sports but when I went to other schools as a visitor I discovered I was quite athletic afterall.I had a talent for drawing and story telling that first emerged when I was three.  My life changed forever when I was about 7 years old and the Incredible Hulk show aired.  I got into comic books then.  Everything I owned was green and purple.My brother (10 years my senoir) and I shared a room which lead to rough times when I was in Junior High and he in college.  My sister (6 years older than me) supported me and encouraged my art.  We played Risk every Sunday.  They always allowed me to camp my entire army on the Indonesia section.High School sucked.  My father was a police officer and the bully's always targeted me to impress their own fathers.  These experiences and more has left me genberally jaded and cynical about life.  I always knew I just needed to get out of the area to prove myself.My first opertunity came with our science class trip my senior year.  Everyone avoided me but after the trip was over my classmates discovered I was just like them.  I skinny dipped, drank and so on.  My popularity rose MANY notches when we returned but peer pressure ended that within two weeks.  Then i was once more something to be shunned.  The bastards.....  and my co-workers wonder why I sympathized with the Calobine shooters....I went to a small college within Vermont.  I was introduced to DnD through a comic shop owner and friend.  The friend has gone elsewhere (mad at me since I wouldn't do Amway with him) but I stayed with the DnD.In four years, I graduated with two degrees and if I took three more courses could have minored in English and Geology which I find very funny.  I can't spell for crap and my grammar is poor but I do enjoy story telling and world history (not ours but the formation of the world).I met a girl there and married her three years later.  Two kids and too many bills later we are "contently" married.  Won't go into that one.Jumped around with odd jobs as I found myself in a glut for ART teachers in Vermont and its near boundries.  Moved back home to house sit for parents whom were looking to move to Florida as Snow Birds. (6 months in the NE and 6 months in Florida)  Ended up buying the piece of crap for a dollar.  Worst investment I ever made I think too often.I now work in a plastics factory in quality control and at a local stop/go store.  I do minium of 65 hours a week just to break even.I am a great guy to talk to to work out problems as I will not judge you but if you cross me it takes forever for me to forgive.I use EN World as my creative outlet.  At one time I had four active Storyhours going at once.  I have now only one active one but have many ideas for the others and new ones.  One thing I am looking to do is an Epic Epic Level storyline picking up where Strikeforce left off as the gods now become "adventurers" to combat this new force of planar destruction.  I am looking to do this in comicbook or comic strip form.  I hope to begin posting it this October but I am having a hard time of working out 40th level characters.Now I just get by.  I work, write and plot storylines 24/7 and sleep every third Thursday unless the Honey-do lists cuts in on that.</blockquote>

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