So here I was minding my own business, just eating a semi when the army showed up! What a great day this was going to be; Oh wait a moment, is that the air force? Like I said a wonderful day!
You probably wonder what's going on, well I am turtle; A heavily mutated giant turtle. I had a home in New York, but the my owners weren't enough. I knew there was so much more to life, so I hit the streets. When I was walking on the side of the rode, I saw a chocolate frosted donut. Of course my hunger got the best of me, and a single bite shot serum within my blood causing rapid growth.
I had no idea what to do, my shell was about the size of the road at one point so I ran. I ran until I couldn't run because my shell got caught on the sky scrapers. People were screaming, running, and of course taking pictures. I was growing so much that my shell cut through the buildings and tore apart the street. I was also strong, I continued to run and as I did so, I destroyed buildings, cars, streets, and even took people's lives. I got away and went into hiding in a dense forest ( which I also destroyed).
That's my life I guess running away, some people call me Barry which is my name, some people call me Savage, and some people call me Barry the Savage.
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Barry the Savage
FantasyIn a world not so far away, there was a baby turtle. He ran from his home to live on the streets until he ate a toxic donut. He was mutated into a giant turtle where he would "Live The Savage Life".
