carrotman

Erm Yeah, so im Carrotman. My home is TRoC (The Room of Champions) although i have been known to hang in Blackmyst, and im your typical second class unappreciated superhero. i excel in Joke Fails and troll killing. I was raised in a vegetable patch, and gained my conciousness when a not-so-clever farmer/closet mad hatter began to experiment with Genetically Modifying farming methods. I eventually ate him, after he tried to roast me in the oven with his beef wellington. Now, i feel bad for that, so i fight crime to make up for it, along with my other GM accident friends: Potato Pal, Leek larry, Cabbage Comrade and Sally the suicidal Strawberry.

And i bet you’ve guessed it just by reading this. Im slighty ‘Special’ (not in a literal sense, in the ‘i act like im four years old’ sense), and desperately clinging on to the childhood i left behind.