Bumble

In the small town of Rockwell, nestled deep within the eerie woods of The forever changing forest , there lurked, a monstrous figure, a grotesque embodiment of nightmares. They called him Bumble, a name that echoed with terror in the hearts of those unfortunate enough to have crossed paths with this abomination.

Bumble stood tall and menacing, his towering frame stretching up to a spine-chilling height of twelve feet. His body, shrouded in a repugnant coat of matted blue hair, was an unholy amalgamation of human remains intertwined within its vile strands. A macabre tapestry woven by fate itself, revealing a twisted and tragic history.

His eyes, as cold and lifeless as frozen ice, pierced through the souls of any who dared to gaze into their depths. They held a malevolence that seemed to emanate from the very essence of darkness itself. One look into those abyssal orbs, and a shiver would slither down your spine, whispering tales of unspeakable horrors.

But it was Bumble's mouth that truly brought terror to the hearts of those who encountered him. Rows of teeth, sharp and razor-like, jutted out from his monstrous jaw, ready to rend flesh and bone with unholy precision. Each tooth was a jagged blade, honed by an eternity of suffering and malice.

On a good day, which was a rarity in the presence of such a creature, the stench that emanated from Bumble could be likened to a basket overflowing with dirty laundry left to fester in the sweltering summer sun. A putrid miasma clung to him, a pungent reminder of the horrors that lurked beneath his monstrous facade.

The source of Bumble's perpetual agitation lay deep within his monstrous maw, where an impacted tooth tormented him ceaselessly. An agony that fueled his anger and made him even more volatile, his temper simmering just beneath the surface, ready to erupt like a volcano spewing forth molten rage.

In a desperate attempt to find solace from his eternal suffering, Bumble resorted to a peculiar habit. He sought relief by sucking on icicles, those frigid daggers of frozen water, hoping to numb the pain that gnawed at his very core. Day after day, he would wander through the desolate landscape, searching for these crystalline remedies, his only respite from the relentless torment.

However, Bumble's anguish had twisted his soul, turning him into a creature of wrath and hatred. He despised the intrusion of others, loathing the very notion of company. Visitors were met with a ferocious hostility, their lives hanging by the thinnest of threads. To encounter Bumble unoccupied with his icy refuge was a dire warning, a whispered plea from fate itself to flee, to run as if their very existence depended on it.

And so, in the shadows of Rockwell, Bumble stood as a sinister guardian, a creature borne from the darkest recesses of imagination. A being both tragic and terrifying, forever condemned to a life of torment and seclusion. A grotesque presence that haunted the nightmares of those unfortunate enough to cross his path.

The Primary Weapon

Lucky wishbone

Brutality 

The Tooth Fairy

Special Ability

Lucky Locks

Special Skill

Avalanche 

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