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An artist who’s job was to draw anything they his boss asked him to. Eventually, he became famous when he quit and partnered with Disney, Universal, Sony, and Warner Brothers. He made millions working on hit movies and animation arts. See how he dies in the story. It’s a Harry Potter world; people have the looks from the movies. Dumbledore won’t really be in the story, but I guess he will have to be in it a little. Also, he will be born 2 years before Harry Potter. The reason I made the MC an artist is because, he will be a rune maker.
My name is Major. I was an amazing artist and designer. I made millions drawing for the tippity top companies. Of course, before I made it big, I worked for a smaller company, and when I was a teenager, I might have drawn some questionable stuff, but that's not important. What's important is what happened after.
After I made it big, I was put in charge of a team of highly skilled artists. We did everything together... Well not everything, but everything is applicable to some people on the team.
Anyway, when we were first put together, the others had already been together for a long time, and now they were going to have a new member? Now that would have been okay to them, but what wasn't, was I was supposed to lead them and I was younger that all of them, being only 25 at the time. They kinda already had a leader, even if she wasn't official.
They of course, complained and said they were fine and I should just screw off. Well, they didn't say it like that, but I'm not a pussy to say they wrote a strongly worded private email about how capable they were. And while they did have a pretty long list of achievements, I had about the same amount of talent in the industry as them, when you combine them all.
You see, I wasn't just talented, like they thought. I was super talented, AND had practiced my ass off. So to say I was good, was an understatement. The only reason they tried to intimidate me, was because I had only tried little competitions and friend hangouts.
Anyway, when I first stepped in the door, I could literally feel the temperature drop. They all were staring at me, and even though I did feel a little creeped out, I wasn't worried at all.
"Alright, my name is Major and I'm your new, official team leader. My favorite art style is any, and since the company told me you won't like me, they gave me permission to deduct your pay or fire you, if you harass or protest me." I beamed a smile at their looks of horror, as even though they are in high positions and artists get paid enough to live off of, the company had been having trouble with this group, because even if they are amazing artists, their pay is almost the same as the people below them.
And so, for the first month are relationship was shaky at best, but they eventually came around and that's when work started picking up. About a week later, we got offered a job to draw for Disney, to help with marvel movies. Then after that it was Star Wars and after we got more and more partnerships and other stuff.
Anyway, enough about my eventful life and more about my unfortunate death.
You remember when I told you about how I threatened to fire them? Yes? Well, unfortunately someone who was mainly the problem didn't get the memo and thought it was a bluff. So, as you may have guessed, he was let go. Apparently, he was fed up with how I was behaving and so... Yep. He made multiple threats and told me how the team was nothing with out him, and how he was going to be fired for admin abuse. So I relieved him of his duty.
Anyway, after he left and about 5 years later saw how we were called by New York Times, THE MOST SUCCESSFUL TEAM OF THE CENTURY, he started my eventual demise.
And so, the day before my retirement, he pulled up in a van, I know classy right, and shot me dead in front of millions of people, while I was doing a fair well interview.
I can just imagine the news now, Big Star Gets Boned During Live Fair Well international Interview. I mean Really, can't you give a guy a break?
Now I'm stuck in god knows what and I can barely move. I'm comfortable and all, but humans fear what they don't understand. Anyway, might as well take this time to relax.
— 5 minutes later —
Squeeeeze!
Huh? What's that?
I feel like I'm being sucked into a tube? What?
Thock!
Whaaah! That's cold! Did you just dump me in an ice bath?! Oh, it's so light!?
Whaaaaah! Huh?! Why is that woman so big... Not that way! I mean tall!
Whaaaah! Why is that giant white robed guy, bringing his hand down!?
SMACK!!!
"Congratulations! It's a boy!" Said the giant white robes man.
The, what I now assume is a hateful doctor, handed me over to the woman, who I can also only assume, just gave birth to me, therefore being my mother. My assumed mom looked at me with somewhat loving grey eyes, as she and I had a starring contest, that I of course won by blinking first, as my eyes were burning and blurry.
The tall man next to her leaned over and said something in her ear, that made my mom smile slightly. She then looked at me and said the most happy(horrible) words I will ever hear.
"Your name will be Major(good), Major Malfoy(uh oh)."
Uh oh is right! I know what that name is from, I know a little too well! I wouldn't forget after having to read the books almost 10 times just to get every detail about what visualizing to make the effects and animations perfect! Harry Potter!!!I can use my imagination to its full potential with MAGIC!!!
That's what I like to here! The only problem now is not my family, but the ideals. What do I mean not my family you ask? Well my family will still care for me I hope and my financial situation is amazing, so I'd say, my family is living the high road, if you don't take into consideration that it's a dark family.
The ideals are clear as day, just by me saying it's a dark family can go without saying that it has pretty bad ideals for the modern era. If you eliminate the fact that my dads a death eater, and he is a pureblood suprematist then it's all good. But first...
"Goo goo gah gah new new nah nah ho ho hah!"
'Don't worry mom, I won't become daddies little bitch boy!'
