Stringman

Initially a lowly scrub of the land, the Stringman was a pathetic and ugly sack of flesh. There were no redeeming qualities of his personality. He was talentless and unlovable. He spent his entire life searching for his purpose, an endeavour that appeared endless. Countless failures and embarrassments. Everyone hated him, and with reason! I mean if you saw him you’d know what I mean… Jesus.

But then one day, the Stringman found a string on the ground. The string was lost… hungry and alone. The Stringman related to the string, so he took it home and nurtured it back to health. The Stringman and the string became best friends, nothing could come between them. They had a resonance that was unmatched and they learned how to make music together. The Stringman learned to communicate with strings like no other. He learned to make music with not only one string… but 6! The Stringman finally felt happy. He had found his purpose. He found something that he loved, and that loved him back.

He gradually became more and more powerful, conducting the strings to his will. He restored the faiths of many, cured illnesses, ended wars and ended world hunger. With the Strings under his control nobody could stop him.

His prowess grew over time. All the people of the land knew and loved the Stringman. Everyone revered him as the true and rightful leader, and so he built his own kingdom. As with every kingdom there must be a king. And so the Stringman became… THE KING OF STRING