Chocolate Thunder

Chocolate Thunder
Abbreviation:	CT
Group Numbers:	Undisclosed
Leadership:	The armed Duo
Goals:	Splattering survivor brainz
Recruitment Policy:	Register and apply on our forum
Contact:	ChocolateThunderGroup@live.com

"The saviors of society; protecting it from its own evils.'"'

What are we? (The NPOV)

Chocolate Thunder is a Pro-Survivor PKer group operating out of several suburbs in North Malton. Their stated goals are "releasing a reign of terror upon the people of North Malton," as well as "demonstrating the power of Chocolate Thunder." While they are PKers, they retain certain moral codes that must never be broken.

Chocolate Thunder's current target is:*

	The Current Target
	Threats to Society

• Note that "-- --" denotes no current target.

A Chilling Recollection

You lie there sleeping, in what was a heavy breathing slumber. Slowly, you are awoken. You open your left eye lazily, and then your right. As your vision adjusts to the soft glow down the hallway, your eyes focus in on your surroundings. Nearby are sleeping men and women, some children, and like you they are crudely clothed in obviously whatever they could find amongst the wreckage. Suddenly, a soft yet penetrating rumble reverberates through the linoleum floor beneath you. Others around you start to awake, but promptly return to sleep. You make your way alongside the pasty green wall to the half-boarded window, and look to the west. It is dark. There are no stars in the sky. Only the full moon to light damaged streets three stories below you. The soft hum of the generator can be heard in the rooms down the hallway. It calms you. You make your way back to your makeshift bed, when again, the rumble occurs, only this time coupled with a subdued flash of lightning.

You mentally count to yourself, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7..." It happens again, yet stronger, louder. You restart your count - "1, 2, 3, 4..." The makeshift tin roof above you starts to clang faintly but repeatedly, and is accompanied by yet another rumble of thunder and flash of light. Your heartbeat is elevated. Fear grips you as you stumble back to your bed. Suddenly the rain intensifies, and those around you are fully awake, sitting up in their beds. You lie there; however, knowing. You know that it is futile to get excited, or nervous. You have seen this before.

A mother hushes her murmurous child back to sleep. A man, fumbling, nervously lights a cigarette. Those who have found pillows muffle the hushed noises that fill the room.

The rain intensifies. Abruptly, a flash of lighting seemingly strikes the building itself, combined with a pealing clap of sound that breaks the muffled silence of the room. Thankfully a makeshift lighting rod routes the potent blast down the side of the building and releases it into the ground. The uneasy survivors stand, and nervously converse with one another.

The murmurous child asks, "What is that pungent odor? It's filling the whole place!!"

You answer softly, "Fear." Suddenly you hear the moaning of zombies on the streets below. They gather at the barricades and crudely mash their undead fists into desks, bookcase, and soda machines resurrected by the survivor cause for your protection. "They can smell it," you continue.

The generator stumbles. It gasps for breath and stutters as would a person choking to death on their own spit. It is out of fuel. The lights flicker until there the room is just bright enough to see anything. The generator dies with a loud "spud!" The lights go out. A few scream. Others swear. You see some on their knees, praying frantically to God. There is a crash at the barricades, nothing major though. Nothing can get in from the outside world, not yet anyways. The only way in would be to free run, stealthily from a neighboring building.

There are muffled footsteps, pounding up the stairs below you. They grow louder, and clearer, and are too quick to be that of a zombie's. You get up and walk to the doorway of the hall to see what's going on, to get to the bottom of things.

But it is too late. Two men, heavily armed and waiting for you are there to meet you. You are shot twice, in the chest. One man proceeds to say while the other loads a cartridge into his shotgun

"You mess with the chocolate rain," as the second man aims at your head

"YOU GET THE CHOCOLATE THUNDER!!!" The second man proceeds to splatter your brains on the pasty green wall behind you.

Those killed in the Name of Chocolate Thunder

Those killed for their offenses against humanity
Darth Vero George W Butcher nerdo hero Sir Fluffy techro Hagen von Gibichung xWARCHILDx ManikMakki x2 HUGO DONGS x2 stnkey zero deadsynapse Godred zhempz x4 RJ Gumby Geoff Williams MasekF n3wf x2 NKisLove x3 deadlymass y7 Laterian Milton x2 Dogoroth Khrait Canlore erikwithak	Blarney Stoner zombieslayer575 x2 Docter Fred RefIex7 Shadus Vorsand x5 OMGitsChris x5 Golaniel x2 Van Zam x4 Stapleball's Mom x4 Vileduct x2 Victory1991 x6 Visto Tutto x5 Kilroy78x6 Bob Loblaw Esquire maddevon2222 Walter Krenshawx3 8 others whose names are not significant

	The Kill Count
	This group has at least 197 confirmed kills that are listed on this wiki

Those to be killed next

Those who are next to be killed for their offenses against humanity

Walter Krenshaw Will die for his insolence towards the Chocolate Rain Dana Black Her self-righteous PKing attitudes towards the Chocolate Rain must be punished Bob Loblaw Esquire Getting in the way of the master plan! Kilroy78 A fellow PKer who is essentially good at heart, but simply mislead. Perhaps death will clear his senses. maddevon2222 A poor leader who fruitlessly trying to set up shop as a bounty hunter. Poor, poor maddevon. Robin Aarntzen A somewhat bipolar individual who must die for his insolence! As always, WHYTRY members are fair game

The Code of Conduct for The Chocolate Thunder

• Kill only when necessary, or when divinely led to do so. Or when somebody really gets on your nerves.
• Kill when insolence is demonstrated in one's profile description
• Kill for the good of society.
• Slaughter any survivor known to have Brain Rot. They are zombie spies and must die. And if they're not, it's extremely funny watching them try to get revived. And we all need some humor in our monotonous lives.
• Never allow insolence about the Chocolate Rain to go unpunished.
• Respect fellow PKers. Unless those people are bounty hunters. That's the bad kind of PKer. Kill them.
• Never slaughter those who help you.
• Anybody with a misspelled name or profile description is fair game. They are damaging the collective education of society and must be punished.

How do I join this distinguished organization?

Simple! Just register on our forum, and apply for membership there. We would prefer that you have at least five survivor skills when you apply; however, that is not required in all cases.

Templates made just for you!

	Chocolate Rain
	This user was slain mercilessly at the hands of The Chocolate Thunder

Templates made for us!

	Moral PKers
	This Pker group kills for the good of society

	Honor Among Thieves
	This user or group supports the Honor Among Thieves Policy & finds that PKing is more fun when only innocents suffer.

	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.