Diabolic Clockwork  DCW  id:  6674641
So there he was, alone in the ferocious wilderness one cold Autumn night. He could feel the bloodthirsty stares he got from all the beasts of the dark, but he didn\\\'t give a damn. He could hear their not-so-subtle growls and howls that would even make babies in novels named after Chuck Norris shiver with fear, but this abnormaly handsome dude still doesnt give a rats ass about it.

Silence.

There are leaps from left and right, all directed to the same target - the attractive, heterosexual male, the horrifying growls echoing in the night when the true beasts of hell attack, but only in a split second all the satanic hellspawns ready to buttseks every living creature, starting with this particular one, turns into wimpering, disabled rats who are fleeing for their lives, shrieking with terror of what they just experienced.

He is standing on a hill, moonlight upon him. You can see his astonoshing eyes sparkle, a sparkle that would turn any man to a 12 year old Bieberfeverish girl on a JB consert (he would make them really infatuated) anyways, there he stands, he\\\'s the man of all men, a true protector of good. A man that enjoys a good backrub. A man that will some day become something more than a failed student, like am astronaut that juggles in space but is still also good with the ladies.

He is Mowarth.