A long time ago (24 Earth-years) and far, far away (100 billion light years), there was a body in a solar system, much like Earth. This solar system consisted of 7 planets, 18 moons, and 2 stars which you call suns. On the 2nd planet from the 1st sun was the only planet which was known for humanoid life. This planet was called Mirron (roll over the r's like in Spanish). Back in the Earth year of 1973, there inhabited 20 billion Mirronians, on a mass roughly the size of 2 Earth's. If you cannot imagine, this was VERY crowded. Disease and hunger ran rampid. There were homeless and criminals, wealthy men and poor men (It was much like your L.A., California). However, no one lived particularly well. The separate continents of the planet had always been close in relationship and never fought. They strived for a better place for all the people to live. The needed another host to live off of. The needed a lucious, green, planet to inhabit and make their own. But where would they find such a dream? All the other planets closer to the 1st star (zilauri, it's called), were burning too hot or dry to live on. All other planets in the solar system were either too windy, to dusty, or in a 43 year rotation period which would bring the planet approximately 1, 000 KM within reach of the 2nd sun (zinteci, was it's name). This would cause a nomadic movement from planet to planet ever 42 years which was un-ethical. So what to do, what to do? Meanwhile, the wife of the commisioner of the Joint Nations Committee, gave birth to a son. A group of other members of the committee were there when the baby was born, but none were prepared for the news they would recieve. After the baby was delivered, news spread of the occurence through the whole planet in a matter of days. People on the streets would be heard shouting, "Father, give us the key, and we shall unlock the chains which bind us to this realm!" For the last prophecy of the 7 signs had come. The 7th said, "Unto the people of a crowded land, comes forth the key to the means of escape." On went the prophecy that spoke of a child who would be born with "the mark of strength." This mark, was depicted in a papyrus scroll later found in an abandoned temple. It was a tattoo-like birth-mark which was 3 stone-like objects with 2 stacked on them, with 1 stacked on them. It was the "mark of strength." So, after 4,500 years, the child was born unto the people. As seen by them, at the most important time. As, the child progressed through his life, he learned and grew quickly. At the age of 5, he could read, write, and out-smart anyone of his age. At the age of 10, he was taller and wider than his parents, and smarter than his teachers. At age 21, he had matured into a 7'4'', 378 lbs., Einstein. He was so huge, yet somehow managed the most gentle, polite attitude of probably anyone on the planet. It was at this age, that the Joint Nations Committee had a meeting on the subject of the Commissioner's son. They spoke of all kinds of things that were inhumane to someone who had just grown old enough to drink (alcaholic beverages, Mirronian's have to be 21 too). However, finally a decision was made. They brought the young man in to explain the situation. As he stood there in dismal array, he knew what they said must be completed, or his whole family put to shame, and probably, to death...
His job was very simply, that he would travel to distant galaxies to find a new home for their people. He would make the trip by ship. One of his own design that he would have to invent and build in 2 weeks. After that, he must have left the planet in search for new hope. Being so strong and intelligent, they knew he would have no problem with this assignment, and 2 weeks later, he was finished and packed. No one was particularly worried about his trip. They figured he was big enough and smart enough to handle himself against whatever he might come accross. Only, he was totally alone. No mission control, no fellow ship mates. The blackness of space would be his only friend, for possibly years. That fateful day, he said his goodbye's. His Mother, Father, Family, and Friends were all there to see him off. Others watched from their homes on a HRPV (high resolution picture viewer). So he left that day, from a fearful, and hopeful world, to find a better one to live in. Little did he know, what he would come accross. After 3 months of traveling, he was coming upon a yellow star about 2 million years old. There were 9 planets in a orbit around this star, and 3 had the minimum requirements for life. However, only one was luciously green, when his radar got closer to get a better look. Only, when he got closer, his radar had picked up warm masses all over the planet. Then it occurred. Never had anyone on Mirron thought about there being life on another planet. But, the thought didn't seem impossible after some thought. So, not knowing whether to land, and take a chance with whomever (or whatever) was down their, or to leave, he decided to stay. So he found a ripple in the atmosphere in which he could decend through to reach the solid ground of the planet. However, he did not go un-noticed. No one from the planet, or there instruments picked up on his stealth-like ship, but some out-of-towners did. Another planet in the solar system in which he passed that did not register life on his radar, had some inhabitants. These few men and women left were an elite crew of traveler's offspring who grew up on what he now knows is the planet Pluto. So, having seen this unusual spacecraft, they decided to investigate. After following in his sub-atomic nucleo-particle trail, they found where his ship had landed. A remote island of which no one seemed to live on. It was that day, on that Island that the 2 groups met. 100 billion light years apart in distance, only 100 seconds apart in likeness. They too, were rather smart. Only, they had different ways of putting things. Anyway, they had conversations for several days. The young man told them of his journey and why he had come, and the group from Pluto told of their existence and reason of being. However, the few from Pluto did not seem to understand what they had done to the traveler. It seemed cruel and un-fair to send him off as they did. It was then, on that planet, on a remote island that he had learned he was just being used for a hired-hand. Someone to do the dirtywork. He would not force the residents of this planet off, and he would not over-crowd them by bringing others into it, and possibly introducing new disease. As days past, they talked on the island. But one day, the issue came up of their names. The all had names, all except the traveler. He was just always called "friend", or "son", or "kid." He didnt' have a real title. So his new-found friends gave thought to this question. After 2 days, they came up with a word native of their old language. It was "Calaña su Terós." Which translated to "Man of the Wall." Soon after, became the birth of the shortened version of that name...."Wall Man"
Being apalled at his pre-meditated thoughts of criminality against a foreign planet, he vowed never to hurt the people's Earth, and soon after promised to protect the one's that would let him. This story could go on and on, but it needs an end somewhere. This was the birth of Wall Man. At Earth-age 24, he set out on the streets of N. America to help people in need. Now, he's a full-time super-hero always helping the needy. So if you're chokeing, think Wall Man, and he'll be there to heimlic. If you're drowning, think "Wall Man" and he'll be there to throw a life-saver. If you're out of AA batteries. Forget the pink bunny, think "Wall Man" and he'll be there with some "Wall Man® Brand Long-Lasting AA batteries." Just think........"Wall Man."
Special thanx to the Plutonians for their help and guideance. You guys are the most. Remember Golden, misunderstood, not crazy...L8RZ guyz
-Wall Man
Sorry, but I can't post my picture on this web page because you Earthlings have rules of "no really crappy looking pics on the Earth Web." So I'm not allowed
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