Full-Custom Gospel

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Full-Custom Gospel
Abbreviation: F.C.G. -- Individual members are referred to as (Space) Heaters
Group Numbers: 4.5 to 5 (official) (We've had many, many deserters)
Leadership: the Reverend Horton Heat and second-in-command Officer Ameillia Logeins
Goals: Conquest and entertainment. We must have slack. We adhere to rock & roll and ass whippin'. We are pro survivor, but not above the murder of the irritating or those who just plain deserve it. Turf wars are a big possibility. We heal and revive those who need it and we stockpile weapons and go on raids, like a street gang with a heart of silver. We are not "good" or "evil." We are between "bad" and "okay." Our priorities and direction can change with group consensus, as everyone has a say.
Recruitment Policy: We're pretty laid back. We ask that you be at least a little into role playing and be somewhat philoshophically aligned with us. We are not Nazis about this, however and are quite flexible. Contact us to join.
Contact: Go to our headquarters in quiet industrial suburbia and see the Rev. or Officer Ameillia Logeins, or see disgruntled Danish firefighter Hobgob I, former second-in-command (who can usually be found at the local center of commerce or harrasing people and causing mayhem in surrounding areas). Alternatively, you can contact me at DarksideTheMidnightShadow@bored.com.
know what you are talking about Short-wave Radio Info
This group or location has a dedicated radio frequency.

Frequency: 27.38 MHz
Transmitter Coordinates: 55,98

Full-Custom Gospel

A picture of Full-Custom Gospel members ("Heaters") taken by the Rev. in 1993 behind a local shoe factory's warehouse near Haim Walk. In the background, the the Wooman Towers and the Needs Building can be seen. If one looks closely, the top of the Ruxton Museum of European Art near Honeybone Walk is also visible.

Prior to July 3, 2005

Full-Custom Gospel is a street gang organized as a religion (but not a religion, unless you count rock & roll as a god [in which case, it is a religion]) that was formed in East Dallas, Texas (holding turf mainly in Deep Ellum) in 1985 by the Reverend Horton Heat, a Pentacostal preacher turned street thug and music enthusiast. It has operated alternatively in both Dallas, U.S.A. and Malton, U.K. since 1992, in varying degrees of numbers and capacity in and around the Brookes Arms, the well-known center of the Malton psychobilly scene. Heat had started a cocaine operation in Peru in 1982, which fell apart after the Malton Incident. The Texas branch is now run by the Rev's crazy brother Joe until the Rev's unlikely return home.

Picking Up the Pieces

A picture of the Rev. celebrating taken on July 8, 1997 by Hobgob in the Floyde Stadium parking lot. Heaters had just had an alcohol fueled rampage at the nearby disco. The club had truly felt the effects of F.C.G.'s partying.

On one of his trips to check on his gang's U.K. branch, the Malton Incident occured. Most of the gang were killed or had deserted. He and Hobgob I, the two remaining members, decided to continue business as usual (but with extra emphasis on survival). As recruits kept deserting, things looked bleak.

Sweet Irony

They had found a loyal ally while resting in a school in Hollomstown. The fact that she was a constable was Sweet Irony. Hobgob's frequent disappearances and displaced bursts of rage were taking its toll on the Rev's sanity. With the addition of Officer Ameillia Logeins, the gang was once again balanced.


The Rev's level headed leadership plus Hobgob's Viking berserker fury and vocational ingenuity added to Officer Logeins' dependability and compassion mixed with a mutual collective ambition make a decent team. With the addition of sixteen year old Delinna Bremming and mysterious alcoholic and shiftless layabout Ryan Graylain, they look to the future, waiting for like-minded individuals who share their plight.


As Malton festers in its domestic apocalypse, our heroes mantain hope that they will one day be able to relax without being eaten. They have as much fun as possible, alternating between doing nothing and stomping ass. Despite (or perhaps, because of) the chaos and mobile necropolis around them, life (what little there is of it left) is good.


Do not blame Full-Custom Gospel for Hobgob's actions. The group does not endorse, encourage, or condone (or are even aware of) most of them.


Hobgob has gone missing. For those of us who know him, this is not unusual in the least. However, this absence is quite lengthy; even for his fickle Danish nature. We assume he escaped this god-forsaken hell-hole we call Malton and it slipped his mind to tell us. That loveable bastard. Or he could stumble in at any moment, covered in someone else's blood and smelling of rotten citrus and earwax. We'll wait and see. Logeins has been promoted as a result.

Further Update

Hobgob has recently returned, but it's unknown for how long. He brought the Rev. back to the land of the living and was contemplating the senseless slaughter of survivors in a bank. It's good to have him back, but he seems incoherent and a tad scary.

Hobgob's Current Status


Yet Another Update

It seems we lost our home when some animated corpses got too big for their britches. They will feel our necrocide. We will rise again. By God, we will rise again.

Spend a Night in the Box

The dead abandoned the building in search of prey a few days later and the location has been annexed by F.C.G. with no fight. There are still a few scragglers outside, however.


We consider Section 13 and the SOS Brigade our brothers in arms and fellow badasses. To any of our allies, we have a template for you if you want, though it's not mandatory.


This list is for scum who have come onto our turf and attacked us or others unprovoked. Desacrating sacred ground and desertion are also covered here. The penalty is death. Appeals and reforms are a possibilty, as the case of A RAPE SPIDER, a reformed murderer and former scourge of West Grayside, can attest to. As most of these are complete douchebags, please kill them whenever you get the chance. Prove it and we'll reward you somehow. Otherwise, just let us know the location.

Potential Enemies

These people, living or otherwise, seem to be itching for an all out war. We're shaking in our little space boots.

If your name is on the above lists, then we have the product for you.

Check This Out

This has got me really excited. I can't wait.


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This user hangs out at the Brookes Arms and enjoys the fine arts of getting pissed and wrecking. Let's have a round of pints!
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Full-Custom Gospel is an ally of the SOS Brigade and supports the harassing of cute girls around Malton :3.

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This user or group supports the Sacred Ground Policy and acknowledges that all Cemeteries in the city of Malton are considered Revivification Points.
Section 13
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This user or group knows that the term "PK" and its derivatives are fine, but are detrimental to good role playing and propose using more appropriate real life terms in-game. Try "MurderDeathKill (MDK)" from Demolition Man. It's redundant and trendy!
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This User or Group supports the Dual Nature Policy & believes that the citizens of Malton should embrace their two-fold nature.
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The Rev. Horton Heat takes a rare break from ass whippin' on September 23, 1994. The Rev. and the other Heaters had just defeated rivals and former allies the Bastard Street Wreckers in a turf war, despite being out numbered four to one.
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