Walter Wonder

Walter Wonder grew up in a dust bowl stricken area in Nebraska. It was a miserable existence, living in the middle of nowhere with a dwindling food supply and worse off financial opportunities. Sadly his family was strong willed and stubborn, not a trait Walter was particularly fond of but it influenced him regardless. They didn't want to leave, and spent many nights going hungry or eating small tasteless portions to stay alive. So Walter took it upon himself to whip up something edible.

  Walter started combining awkward combinations of bugs, meat, and lizards. He would love it, but his family would watch in disgust, it was the reason they finally gave up and moved. Walter had found his niche though, and wherever they went he wasn't going to stop. He would learn how to infuse candy into the mix as well, he had to seem somewhat professional at least. When he was 20 he got a loan from the bank, and opened his own candy store.

  Within one week he had newspapers calling his candy perverted and foul. By the end of the month he was wiping cobwebs off the seats. The word got out that his creations were persona non grata. He would plead with people to try his new candy, desperately trying not to fail. The bank would foreclose on him and a new candy shop would replace his. Instantly becoming a hit in the neighborhood, he became sullen and dark.

  The family stubbornness would finally serve him. While out in the woods trying to find new flavors, he stumbled upon a cave system that looked artificial. He walked down for an hour and found a bunch of weird and colorful mini men. They smiled and immediately began to attack him. They bit into his bag of snacks, spilling them everywhere and they gobbled them whole. He would be forced to make more for 3 days straight; using random ingredients in the forest before they let him leave. Then they began to follow him, protecting him and following his orders as long as he fed them. He named them his Doompa Loompas.

  So he used these dangerous little monster men as his attack dogs. He'd steal money and equipment, and try to have his minions tear apart his competition. He would be easily apprehended but his doompa loompas would always break him out. He had a long career of villainy before being eaten by his doompas after developing a degenerative brain disease, causing him to forget how to make his own snacks.