Celt Celtic (born February 29, 872) is a legendary warrior of Celtic origins. He is best known for having a crazy typical name, and for his heroic death. He had a total 27 wives, and 52 children. All were killed during the great Anglobot Siege of Celtchester, Celtland.

Celt Celtic had silver eyes of steel, blueberry blonde hair that resembled steel, bulging muscles of steel, and iron buns.

Celt was an artisan of all weapons. His specialty happened to be guns, though he never had any of them to prove his superiority.

Early Life

==Career==

Successes

I. Defeated King Romanidus and his army of Romans. (SINGLE-handedly.)
II. Destroyed the Kraken. (SINGLE-armedly.)
III. Defeated Saxonus Prime. (With a Kraken arm.)
IV. Defeated the Anglobots.
V. Died attempting to save surviving Romans.

Personal Life

Celt's personal life was very personal. SO personal, in fact, that he had to have people sing about it. Down below is one of the Celtic songs.

"Oh, great Celt Celtic <br />
With your iron buns<br />
You save grace<br />
You save grace"<br />

Anywho.

Celt was born in Celtchester, Celtland. He had 23 wives, and a total of 52 children.
Not to be listed because there are WAY too many. His crazy life other than this is unknown.

Influence

Celt Celtic was a Celtic legend. He inspired such stories as Hercules, Superman, and Batman.

He is an important cultural influence as well. Rituals such as voodoo and sacrificial rituals are sometimes an attempt to bring Celt Celtic back to life.

Celt has an infinite amount of influence on the natural world..

The Legend

"I think that England must have Celts." A quote from an un-named Bard.. This is how he began the legend.
"Celts rule. Especially Celt Celtic.. Tonight, brothers.. I will tell you the legend..."

It was a cold day.. A day as cold as steel, if you will. Celt Celtic's buns seemed to have been chaffing. It must have been because it was raining. Celt was in his office when it happened. Celtina Celterson. Boy was she... manly. Something that Celt had oddly been attracted to. Celt decided to speak his mind! <br />
"Hey, you.. Let's-a-me and you get married." His burly voice rang throughout the room. <br />
Celtina's cheeks flourished with a crimson tint. <br />
"Okay.." She replied, her voice almost as burly as Celt's. That's how the Celts rolled.
The two were now happily married...


Two weeks later..

The weather remained the same for two weeks, now. Raining... Cold. Celt hadn't minded it much, except for his buns. More serious matters were being pressed upon his shoulders. King Romanidus and Saxonus Prime had formed a strong alliance, uniting the Romans and the Anglobots. Celt Celtic, being the awesomely awesome king, had to react. Without second or even first thought, he declared war on both of the nations. This proved to be a bad choice.


Within two hours the Romans had a small army invade Celtchester, capital of Celtland. Celt was already there, waiting for the handful of men that arrived. Celt hadn't brought much himself. A measely 4.759 people. 2.3 of them were warriors. 3 of them were Celt himself.


Romanidus had a smirk on his face, seeing that Celt had brought such a weak force with him. He laughed aloud and turned to his men to speak.


Celt took this oppurtunity to gently stab Romanidus in the back. His spear easily pushed through the tender man-meat, impaling Romanidus's six-pack. He fell to the ground, choosing his last words carefully.. <br />
"Release..." He desperately said as the red liquid poured out of his mouth. <br />
"The Kraken.."

The 300 men that had accompanied Romanidus moved back as his dying words were spoken. They all kneeled down. Celt thought this to be a sign of respect to the dead king.. He was wrong.

The 300 men suddenly leaped back as they released the trap door that they had carried with them. A terrifying screech emerged as the beast attempted to squeeze through the tiny door. The ground shook fiercely and 8 tentacles flew into the air, only to come crashing back down on the dirt. It pushed itself up, came out screaming with an intense power. Celt threw one of his 1.759 men at the creature, watching as it wrapped an arm around the kind-of-a-man's body. It quickly devoured him and turned itself towards Celt.


A tentacle swiftly came down, Celt rolling out of the attack. Before he even had time to react, the tentacle already wrapped around his body. As it coiled around him, he was lifted into the air. He ascended towards the monster's mouth, only to get his arm bitten off before being cast down to the earth once more. No sounds or signs of pain aroused from Celt..


As he hit the ground, he forced himself to roll backwards, standing quickly and using his only arm to grab his bow and an arrow. He held the bow fiercely in his hand, and readied the arrow with his mouth. He pulled his head back, aimed, and released.

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That is how it looked.

It struck the animal straight in the eye, immediately killing it. The Kraken fell back upon the 300 that had summoned it, crushing them all. Celt seemed to have won this war...
He walked to the Kraken, a blade now his in grasp.. He ripped off one of it's tentacles, grinning in delight. A victory for Celt..

"An arm for an arm..."