huntergsmith
Club Tumbler, "Tiny"
The Tiny Twinsies, with their diminutive stature and delightfully acrobatic routines, left their sunny Sicilian village at a young age in search of fame and fortune. They traveled the towns and settlements of the Mediterranean coast, performing feats of derring-do in exchange for handfuls of Lira and a place to lay their wee little heads.
While no doubt charming, the twinsies’ antics unfortunately failed to provide the necessary economic incentives, and they despaired at ever realizing their ambition of opening a far, for injured pygmy goats. However, resourceful Tiny soon made the happy discovery that his nimble fingers were perfectly well suited to the trade of a pickpocket, while the twinsies’ tumbling tricks were just the thing to distract their unsuspecting marks.
With this adaptation to their madcap routine, the twinsies’ luck changed. They built their goat farm and, although it was later seized in a vengeful coup by the feared Dwarf Mafia, they were able to stow away in a sailor’s trunk on board a vessel bound for the colonies. The Pastime Athletic Club, of course, welcomed them with open arms, and they’ve been able to continue honing their particular skills from the safety of the Club’s ever-mysterious base of operations.
Club Tumbler, "Tiny"
The Tiny Twinsies, with their diminutive stature and delightfully acrobatic routines, left their sunny Sicilian village at a young age in search of fame and fortune. They traveled the towns and settlements of the Mediterranean coast, performing feats of derring-do in exchange for handfuls of Lira and a place to lay their wee little heads.
While no doubt charming, the twinsies’ antics unfortunately failed to provide the necessary economic incentives, and they despaired at ever realizing their ambition of opening a far, for injured pygmy goats. However, resourceful Tiny soon made the happy discovery that his nimble fingers were perfectly well suited to the trade of a pickpocket, while the twinsies’ tumbling tricks were just the thing to distract their unsuspecting marks.
With this adaptation to their madcap routine, the twinsies’ luck changed. They built their goat farm and, although it was later seized in a vengeful coup by the feared Dwarf Mafia, they were able to stow away in a sailor’s trunk on board a vessel bound for the colonies. The Pastime Athletic Club, of course, welcomed them with open arms, and they’ve been able to continue honing their particular skills from the safety of the Club’s ever-mysterious base of operations.