"His Chuckness!! I, uh... uh... Melvin Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateapokaiwhenuakitanatahu."
"...You're kidding, right?"
"...Uh..."
"I thought the heir's name would be a little... snappier. You're going to have to come up with something more heroic-sounding at some point."
"Heir?"
"Yes. You have been chosen, Melvin. Have you ever felt out-of-place? Like you didn't belong here? Like there was something greater out there for you?"
"Yes!!"
"You are the next in line, Melvin. You are destined to become the
Supreme Ambadassador of
The Pantheon of Badassery. For millenia, we have protected this planet from ninjas, dinosaurs, cyborgs, vampires, zombies, Nazis, communists, gangsters, politicians, demons, terrorists, aliens and several combinations of the above.
You are next in line to lead them all. You must take my place. Become a badass, Melvin, rise in the ranks of badassery until you are powerful enough to defeat me and take my place. Only then will you have fulfilled your destiny."
"But, where do I start? What do I do?! Guide me, Chuck!"
"That is your decision. You must complete this quest alone. We're all counting on you, Melvin. Don't let us down.
OR I'LL KICK YOUR ASS. By the way, breakfast is ready.
Mom: "Wake up, Melvin, breakfast is ready!"
You rub your eyes, put on your glasses, and scratch your neckbeard. Looks like it's time for breakfast, oh boy!
Your quest begins here! To gain balls and level up your badassness, you must perform badass actions. Be swift, the Pantheon is counting on you!
NAME: Melvin T.
RANK: 20 (Rob Schneider)
INVENTORY: None
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Level 0 Badass