"All About Fort"

[The Archivist]

HELLO! And welcome to "All about Fort", I'm your host, Fort!

First off, we'll look at Fort's history, Fort was born to human parents cursed with the touch of a demon, for most of his upbringing, he was human, until round about eight years old he transformed into his first demon shape, and ate his parents...

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What?

ANYWAY! Fort lived for the duration of his life alone; it turned out he was an Xis Demon, a rather common demon that scavenges the Apocalypse, feeding off what the Four Horsemen leave behind, so Fort is doomed to live to see the end of the world, do his job, then die.

Xis Demons have an interesting ability to change their form and traits until they reach the grand old age of six hundred of sixty six, once they reach that age, they're stuck in the form they choose forver. Fort chose the form of a nine foot, lanky, pale skinned human, with sharp teeth, red eyes and antlers sticking out of his head. Fort later ended up teaming up with five other people who live inside his mind, it's all a rather complicated set up, but basicaly you could call Fort a dangerous schizophrenic, all egos are, Neil; Predator; Hunter; Common Sense and Bob the Battle Monkey; each has their own diffrent personality and trait, and Fort will sit in a corner for days on end arguing with himself over something or other.

[The Archivist]

<blockquote class='quote_blockquote'><dl><dt>Somefreakoverthere</dt><dd>&nbsp;</dd></dl><div>oh,funny. i like the way that you managed to eat two humans without feeling tempted to rip their heads off and stuff them in jars. And alter egos can be a pain sometimes.i learnt this i ripped the head off mine.
*bursts out laughting at what she had said for no reason*
*stops laughting*
i don't get it.[/quote]

<blockquote class='quote_blockquote'><dl><dt>Ruster</dt><dd>&nbsp;</dd></dl><div>You baffle me s.f.o.t
wow, if mix it round you get 'soft'
yeah, yeah, I know, shut up right? ^_^ [/quote]

<blockquote class='quote_blockquote'><dl><dt>Fort</dt><dd>&nbsp;</dd></dl><div>*Takes out jar*
Fort: Ummm...
Common Sense: Your parents?
Hunter: Shrunken heads stuck in a jar?
Bob the Battle Monkey: Oook&#33;
Fort: Yes Bob, it is uncomfortable carrying it round in my
pocket.
Neil: Why take it with you then?
Fort: Because if I don't, they'll die.
Predator: Umm....
Fort: DIIIEEE&#33;[/quote]

<blockquote class='quote_blockquote'><dl><dt>Cloud</dt><dd>&nbsp;</dd></dl><div>*Jar starts to speak gibberish.*
Hey what do you know Fort was right, they are alive&#33; [/quote]

<blockquote class='quote_blockquote'><dl><dt>Ruster</dt><dd>&nbsp;</dd></dl><div>Um, maybe we should say hi?
*taps politley as she can on the jar*
Mr and Mrs Fort? Hi, um, *aside* wow this is wierd.
*to the parent heads* How are you? Nice holidays this year?
*aside to cloud* thats the kind of things parents like to talk about right? Not that I would know...[/quote]