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Name: Johnny McMethane
Alias(es): FooFighter, MacMeth, or J-Breezy

Abilities:
Super-Fartation Farts so damn hard, it makes Nish's dong look like an overcooked noodle.
Mega-Burp Secondary. Johnny needs to be pumped for this to work so that gas gets stuck in him and then climbs up. This could sometimes hurt or leave him in hysteria so, it's not too much of a common sight. However, when seen, it is majestic. Makes Alpha Centauri look like a whoopie goldberg cushion, yo.


Weaknesses:
Febreze can ward off some of the noxious effects of his power.
Taco Bell or Laxatives in his Coffee can keep him busy in the bathroom for a while.


Other Details: Fire: gas can be lit on fire, guys, it's no secret.


About: Johnny was just some 17-year-old dude until he learned he was going to be valedictorian on his graduation day. The day before said event, Joe and his bros. had a smashing celebration, of which they only had half-memories. He woke up the day after with vague memories of chugging drinks from an oversized pipe and massive pains in his stomach and chest. Johnny suddenly remembered he had to go and speak for the class so, he got up quickly but, as soon as he did, his anus bellowed and he farted a nuclear reaction. The forceful expulsion propelled him through the roof and flew him to the moon. He spun a rapid orbit around the moon and flopped back to earth like the most retarded tennis ball ever used in space. Seemingly guided by Divine Flatulence, Johnny raises his head to find himself just where he needed to be: in front of a crowd with a hole in the back of his pants. This was just the right crowd, though, this was his MOFOing class. Even Professor Scarecrow was there, despite being high as girrafe poon. Johnny had to say something 'cause, he was the Freakin' valedictorian, nigga. Mustering all his wit... he .... burped in their faces like ma' frakkin'g godzilla in 1998. They were blown away.

Now that the needlessly long origin story is over, like every story of this kind not directed by M. Night Shyalaman, we get to the fighting. Johnny sees a flyer for Rock Hard Gladiators and assumes it's some kind of porn movie shoot so he goes and signs up.


Theme Song: Fly Me To The Moon by Frank Sinatra


Clan: Tried out for HewittCorp.


Demo:

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Score: 0.0 I just got here.


Availability: No.