Babbitmania

"Built in my nightmares, and using my name. You’re stroking my cortex, if you know I'm insane."

These were the final words He spoke in his mother tongue. He climbed aboard His space-craft, before beginning His long and arduous journey into the void.

After millions of years, The Space Craft crashed into a small, primitive planet, consisting mainly of water.

Through the abandonment of His soul, He left his Space Craft and survived on this planet using His "shadique"- ability to disappear into the shadows, and reappear wherever shadows were- He fast learned about this brutal, savage country. After years of learning the native language, He fashioned a costume of leather, and using metal shards and other high-tech gimmicks, rose up against the government.

As the politicians cowered in fear of this 5 “6 Adonis, they finally heard his voice.

In a gravelly tone, as if carved from granite, He told them….

“I lost my soul when I fell to Earth. My planets calling to the void of my birth. The time has come for me to kill this game, now open wide and say my name….”

In the early days, he was known as Space Lord, by the many he formed into his troops. However, as the years went by, the countries around him learned to fear another name….

Babbitman.

The country only ever suffered one defeat.

June 3rd, 1567. After invading the Republic Of Green Padman, thousands of tiny Babbitonians were captured in a giant green box (origins unclear). The Babbitonians then suddenly fell asleep. The Green Padmans thought they had won.

Then, at 11.59 precisely, all of the Babbitonians awoke… in mass. There was a massacre the likes of which had never been seen.

Appearing randomly from a shadow in the palace, Babbitman cornered Green Pad Man.

“For awhile there, you had us on the ropes. I propose a truce.”

“We didn’t lose, right?”

“We didn’t sleep. Got it?”

And so the alliance was struck. The Green Padmen would watch during the day, whilst The Babbitonians would hunt at night.