"Dr. JFS Fitzpatrick Shelby Davidson"

JFSdragonfire goes by many different aliases he created himself, when on the run from the Escobar's after stealing 2.2 bitcoin from them. These aliases vary from "Jamie", "Gerald", "Jay", "James" or "Yevpraksiya Zhukova". Most commonly known as "that one kid who boosted".

My Early Life

I began my life in the mountain tops of the Himalayas, my caretaker at the time being Khaleesi. I grew up in quite a life, I explored many peaks; in fact, one of the many peaks I visited was Krakatoa. During my stay at the volcano I tried to dispose of an empty bottle of Smirnoff, Krakatoa erupted three minutes later. After careful consideration at the age of sixteen (in dragon years) I gassed Khaleesi and ran away. 

My Life in the Marines

2 years after fleeing Khaleesi I had proudly earned myself a P.h.D in Criminal Psychology, I wanted something new to life though. After having fled back to England (after stealing a kilogram of baking soda from an automobile shop) I promptly signed myself up for the Marines. After two years of training I earned myself a fancy British gun, leather jacket and cap. I then left the Marines

Duke Josh

In the year of 1945 just after WW2 had ended I went to a bar in Japan (I was there studying in the University of Tokyo for my P.h.D in Chemistry). I remember every detail to perfection, I ordered a Vesper Martini (shaken) while I was reading the paper. However the most distinctive detail I remember was that of the bartenders face when someone walked in (the face of fear). I looked to the door, the silhouette of man carrying a Thompson gun in one hand and an anime body pillow in the other, it was none other than the Lich King, Duke Josh. He sat next to me and ordered an Absinthe with Sugar he looked at me and said, "I haven't seen you before" in dark and deep tone. "Why would that matter" I replied, he said nothing and turned back to drink. I noticed his ring, the gold pearls shining and reflecting in combination of the reflection of his cocktail glass. Just then abruptly he smashed something on the table, a flyer advertising "The Monthly Grind" he then tipped his crown and walked out. A flash of relief went over the bar tenders face.

My Discovery of the Grind

I discovered The Holy Grind in the middle of the Sahara desert (the former location of the state) it was hidden in similar fashion to that of Wakanda, the technology baffled me. I recognised Duke Josh there, in the middle of a field we just stared at each other for what felt like ages. Josh spoke "that's him boss". A tall man looked me in the face his jaw so straight you could practically calculate the Pythagorean Theorem on it, a gaze so sharp it could cut through steel and an atmosphere so cunning it shook the ground. He simple said "Good, he shall make a worthy apprentice to you Josh". The field ground opened revealing a staircase that took us down to a facility rows and rows of desks of people working on The Monthly Grind...

My Work

I now work with Duke Josh under the title of Public Relations manager to create the single best magazine in the world. I provided him with my recourses back from my dragons den 50 megatons of gold (worth about six discord boosts). I now work nine to five every day to produce the best magazine.

Community Notes

I now work with Duke Josh under the title of Public Relations manager to create the single best magazine in the world. I provided him with my recourses back from my dragons den 50 megatons of gold (worth about six discord boosts). I now work nine to five every day to produce the best magazine.