John Dough

.In the sleepy village of Frostbrook, a chilling rivalry brewed amidst the festive decorations. An enigmatic gingerbread man named John Dough harbored a malevolence that contrasted with the season's merriment. There was more to him than met the eye—his baked exterior housed a dark consciousness.

The village knew him as the Gingerbread Man, yet he was also known as the malevolent John Dough. His very presence cast a shadow over the otherwise jovial atmosphere. However, an equally mysterious figure named Santa Claus existed, masquerading as the village's beloved figurehead.

Santa Claus, whose true name was Happy Fats, was not the jolly soul he appeared to be. Concealed behind his rotund appearance was a hunger for power that rivaled John Dough's sinister intentions. The villagers revered him, unaware that he was a gingerbread man like John Dough.

As the eve of Christmas approached, the tension escalated. The Gingerbread Man had been watching helplessly as his fellow gingerbread friends vanished one by one. He suspected Happy Fats's involvement, piecing together a horrifying truth—Happy Fats was consuming their kind.

On the ominous night before Christmas, as a pale moon hung overhead, the two antagonists faced off in the heart of Frostbrook. The air was frigid, laden with the scent of fresh snow and unresolved vengeance.

John Dough's voice quivered with rage as he confronted Happy Fats, accusing him of devouring their companions. Happy Fats's laughter reverberated through the desolate streets, each note sending a shiver down the Gingerbread Man's spine. The eerie encounter unfolded amidst a backdrop of darkness and despair.

As the two adversaries circled each other, the truth began to unravel. John Dough revealed his secret weapon—a glass of Big Betty's homo milk, renowned for its potent properties. The milk stood as a symbol of retribution, a conduit for justice in this otherworldly confrontation.

In a voice that echoed with ancient anguish, John Dough recounted the tales of their fallen comrades. The chilling accounts cracked Happy Fats's veneer, revealing his vulnerability beneath. Tears welled in his eyes as the weight of his actions finally settled upon him.

In a pivotal moment, John Dough extended the glass of milk to Happy Fats, a gesture of accountability and atonement. As Happy Fats sipped the milk, a transformation occurred. The malevolent layers crumbled away, exposing the truth—Happy Fats had been ensnared in a cycle of darkness, perpetuated by envy and loneliness.

As the clock struck midnight, Frostbrook bore witness to a metamorphosis. Happy Fats emerged from the ordeal a changed entity—a being of remorse and regret, freed from the clutches of malevolence. The villagers watched in astonishment as his corporeal form dissolved, leaving behind a lingering aura of redemption.

Primary weapon:

The unholy rollie

Primary weapon/Brutality:

2 tons of fun 

Special abality:

Go fast 

Special skill:

The cookie cutter

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