Fatquandledingle
You're a stickman, who was born in 1986 in America. You didn't have a great family, and you were always treated like trash. When you were first born, you were able to break things, even though you used a little bit of your strength. Fast forward in the military, when you where fighting skynets stickman with 20mm gatling guns with orange eyes in a warehouse facility. You were suddenly teleported into a paper world, with people non-stickman, but paper. You realized you were in a different universe and tried to process what was happening.
(If the creators want me to delete this? I'm happy to apply.)
This is the old version of my book. One of the best books I created since december.