From When Worlds Collide: A Role-Playing Game:
John Fountain was born in 1971 in a maternity ward that was demolished soon after. He was educated in the West Midlands, before moving on to higher education. He pushed himself to excel in his chosen field, which was Film & Television Studies. During this time, he began to suffer from mental health issues, which he is combating to this day. Living as something of a recluse for the last 10 years, he has a very small circle of friends, some of whom have been responsible for the production of his first published work: the role-playing game When Worlds Collide, which has been some 5 years in the making. For John, this is a dream come true: from a child, he always wanted to be a writer, and from his teenage years on, he has constantly designed RPG systems for his own amusement and as a relaxation tool. When Worlds Collide was the culmination of a series of life-changing events: a chance visit to a local hobby store, meeting role-players there who invited him to join in their sessions, to meeting those with whom he would embark on this adventure. It is their faith in his abilities that keep him writing, as well as the sheer compulsion to tell stories to others. Despite being known as something of a cynical misanthrope, John cares deeply about the state of the human race, and loves making people laugh. He loves playing devil’s advocate in controversial situations, and his rather twisted sense of humour has got him into trouble on more than one occasion: suggesting that cannibalism would solve the problem of world hunger; that the best way to exact the death penalty would be to use a large foam hammer wielded by the aggrieved party, because anyone who can muster enough stamina to beat someone else to death with such an instrument obviously feels strongly about the sentence; and that maybe the best way to elect a new government would be to sew politicians into a sack with an angry honey-badger and see who emerges unscathed (he acknowledges that under this voting system a country may have to endure a few terms being governed by a termite eating mammal, but that may not be quite so bad as the last few
governments). Describing himself as “slightly uglier than a trampled warthog with malnutrition”, he has been lucky enough to find love, thus proving that even a personality as emotionally crippled as his own can find someone out there to ignore the inherent defects. As a teetotal, anti-drugs, non smoker, John has only a few vices: second hand books stores and Zombie Movies: this has lead to him filling rooms with used books and awfully poor shot-on-video zombie films. But whoever dies with the most toys, wins. John Fountain now lives with his long-suffering partner, Jackie, and their four-legged furry freak-child, Darwin, in a small market town in Bedfordshire. He finally has the life he wanted for so long, and is just waiting for the next catastrophe to saunter over and ruin it.