The Repeat Offenders
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| The Repeat Offenders | |
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| Abbreviation: | TRO |
| Group Numbers: | You'll know when we find you |
| Leadership: | We go where our memories take us |
| Goals: | To reclaim the places that were once important to us. That generally means eating you to get you out of the way first. |
| Recruitment Policy: | Talk to us in-game or on our talk page |
| Contact: | Any member |
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[edit] NOTICE
It has come to our attention that a group of people from another message board have entered the game with the only goal of "breaking" Urban Dead. They have formed a 1600+ member zombie group called The Dead and want to zombify every character in the city, thereby "breaking" the game. While we love being zombies, we cannot support The Dead's efforts, even peripherally. Therefore this group will either hibernate or switch teams until The Dead have gone home. At that point, we will return to our regularly scheduled program of eating your brains.
But normally:
We are a zombie group dedicated to reclaiming the places that were once important in our lives prior to zombification. Our only goal is to evict harmanz from the significant places of our pasts. We will stay in one location for days, weeks, months, years... however long it takes to satisfy our need to reconnect with our past via that particular space. Once we feel fulfilled, we will move on. But until then, we will bash down the barricades and kill the harmanz in our beloved buildings every single day. A lack of survivors to eat does not make us leave; there is nothing more pleasing to us than an empty building. Once that is acheived, we can finally relax, soak in the familiar surroundings and (literally) chew the fat with each other.
[edit] Frustration Follows
We know this upsets some harmanz. Some hate to see zambahs happy. Others just can't flow into the void and truly feel the need to meatshield their safehouse. There are even some harmanz who take our presence very personally indeed. Those harmanz mistakenly believe that our goal is to target him/her specifically. That could not be further from the truth. We would much prefer the harmanz leave so we could enjoy the atmosphere of the places that hold a place in our brownish, dehydrated hearts. The pleasure we gain from the comfort of familiar circumstances is our only goal. To that end, we are not deterred by stabbings, taunts, accusations, angry crying, slanderous graffiti, axe whacks or headshots. It's not about you: it's about us.
[edit] Total Dedication!! ... Er...
I will admit that once the chatter dies down for the night in our reclaimed building, we are sometimes distracted by shiny survivor brains in the surrounding area and find ourselves irresistibly drawn toward them. While this does occur, and to some of us more than others (*looks sideways at Fuzzy Totoro*), it's not our general MO. No, no, we much prefer the comforts of home over the lure of fresh brainz. Usually.
[edit] Enjoying a Lack of Oxygen
The memories of life are strong with us, but that does not mean we wish to be human again. On the contrary, we much prefer the easy, breezy, beautifully simplistic ways of the zombie life: laugh, bash cades, lose a limb, laugh, eat harmanz, sing, laugh, dance, die, stand up, laugh... over and over again. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
However, we do occasionally find ourselves breathing once again. Sometimes it's by choice in order to to acquire a human item or a skill, or to have a more verbose with discussion with friends at the Quartly Library or The Malton Zoo. More often than not it's because one of our members has been combat revived. This type of activity saddens us, because it is a waste of both AP and resources on the part of human players.
Regardless of how we got that way, when human we do not engage in PKing, scouting or spying. We will use the opportunity to heal other Offenders who are inside buildings, tag the area with our graffiti, make TRO radio broadcasts, chat up survivors with pro-death discussions and destroy harman equipment such as generators, radio transmitters, and barricades. But who knows- if you're interesting, engaging or nice to us, we might do none of the above.
[edit] Not All Harmanz Are Bad (Just Most)
It should be noted that occasionally we run across a harman or harmanz that we don't mind sharing a space with. Sometimes harmanz also like to dance, laugh, sing, tell stories and chew the (figurative) fat, just like us. During those rare times, we are more than happy to share the space with the likeable harmanz. If we are revivified during this time, we may even help rebuild your barricades, heal your wounds or revivify your friends.
But as I've said, those times are rare. Most times we just find scared and angry survivors who have lost all joy and seem more dead behind the eyes than we do (well, for those of us that have eyes). These are the ones we feel most sorry for, and the ones we dislike the most. They always taste so bitter going down.
[edit] Memories Served
While we roamed together in the past, our capacity for higher brain functions was not very highly developed. We would walk past places and a flicker of something we couldn't quite reach would dance in our brains, but it was soon gone, replaced by our hunger. It wasn't long before we identified those flickers as memories and learned to hold onto them, watch what they had to show us. Over the years our brains have developed exponentially, and with it our desire for more recollections. We have relived many a time in Malton and in doing so have created new memories as well. We have only decided to keep a journal of our lives, and that's what you see here. Rather than go back and explain our zombified pasts in detail, we decided to start in the present.
March 2, 2008 Today Fuzzy Totoro and I find ourselves inside a wonderfully ruined Prangnell Arms in Tollyton. We wish our friend Dirty Bacon would join us, but she appears to be lying dead in the street. Ah, I'm sure she'll wake up soon. --Fat Momma 15:41, 3 March 2008 (UTC)
[edit] Founding Offenders
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[edit] Fat MommaFat Momma is a zombified superhero who enjoys nothing more than kicking back with her friends, telling stories and enjoying some brain-filled donuts. Back before the outbreaks, donuts used to make her grow three times her size. She appeared on a reality show hosted by Marvel's Stan Lee. Though she actually is a superhero, on the show she had to be a woman pretending to have superpowers, so it was all very "Victor/Victoria." Now that she's zombified, her powers are useless. When asked how she feels about the loss of her superpowers she smiles, a little piece of grey matter stuck between her teeth, and says, "Sweetheart, these zombie powers more than make up for it. Now pass me those eyes, won't you?" |
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[edit] Dirty BaconThis 27-year old was an amateur boxer before zombification. Her corpse remains relatively fresh, so she holds her tall, muscular shape well. Her massive guns knock survivors to the ground and her large, stocky frame allows her to pin them down. Then she chews away until there's nothing left to chew. When they're finally out of her building, she likes to jump rope (an old habit from her training days) or just chat with whoever's around. |
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[edit] Fuzzy TotoroHe's cute! He's cuddly! He'll eat your flesh!!!! Yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum ! |
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[edit] "The Doc"Prefers to stay non-zombified if he/she can help it. Much prefers using his/her healing powers on the zombified Offenders when they are finally happily within a building. |
[edit] Policies Supported
 | Friend Of The Zoo |
| The Thinking Monkey brings luck to friends of the Malton City Zoo! |
 | Death And Destruction |
| This user or group supports the fiery women of Hel's Daughters and their zombie ways. Would you like a taste? |
 | Artifact Protection Policy Supporter |
| This user or group supports the Artifact Protection Policy, acknowledging that the looting of museums is strictly prohibited. This user or group will do what they can to prevent museum theft in order to preserve Malton's cultural and intellectual integrity. |
 | Centers Of Learning Policy Supporter |
| This User or Group supports the Centers of Learning Policy & acknowledges that all Libraries, Schools, Zoos, and Museums in the city of Malton are considered safe places. No survivor in one of these locations may be killed for any reason unless that survivor is a specified enemy of this User or Group. |
 | Friends Don't Let Friends Zerg |
| This user and/or group is opposed to the use of Zergs and multiple character abuse, and reserve the right to publicly humiliate those who do. |
| Who Want to be a Superhero? |
| This user or group wants to eat brain-filled donuts with Fat Momma, member of The Repeat Offenders. |
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