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The mean people in the white coats had put poor Omega in a rubber room, and had him wear a jacket that made him hug himself just because the Voices had convinced him that blood was better than paint for art. But when the smellies came and ate all the mean men, Omega escaped, and is now planning to light this town on fire..... (Figuratively speaking, of course. Or maybe not.)<br /> | |||
Well, this guy was originally just an alt I could use to vent my anger on stupid survivors, and somehow became my main. Funny how the world works, eh? Now, he spends his days randomly killing anything he sees (human and zombie alike), breaking things, laughing maniacally, and quoting the Joker. | Dressed rather shaggily a black skull shirt, black chain covered jacket, black chain covered pants, big black boots, a skull necklace, and other such fashion things that are found in Omega's favorite Malton store, Ackland's Goth Store. His long, messy hair is inexpertly dyed blue, yellow, and black, though patches of the natural brown can still be seen. | ||
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Well, this guy was originally just an alt I could use to vent my anger on stupid survivors, and somehow became my main. Funny how the world works, eh? Now, he spends his days randomly killing anything he sees (human and zombie alike), breaking things, laughing maniacally, and quoting the Joker.<br /> | |||
If you wanna complain about how I PKed you, or smashed your generator, or ripped down the barricades to let the zombies in, or put the barricades back up to keep the zombies out, or headshotted you, or any of the other amazingly fun things I do to ruin the days of the others playing this game, go ahead and shout at me on the discussion section. Not that it'll make me stop, but letting your anger out is good for you. | If you wanna complain about how I PKed you, or smashed your generator, or ripped down the barricades to let the zombies in, or put the barricades back up to keep the zombies out, or headshotted you, or any of the other amazingly fun things I do to ruin the days of the others playing this game, go ahead and shout at me on the discussion section. Not that it'll make me stop, but letting your anger out is good for you. | ||
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{{PKcount|User=The Omega|Number=41}} | |||
{{Cowtipper}} | {{Cowtipper}} | ||
[[Image:TheOmega DORIS.jpg]] | |||
== Private Someone == | == Private Someone == | ||
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Private Someone wears a black button down shirt, along with black dress pants, black socks, and black dress shoes, all of which he has somehow been able to keep perfectly clean. On his right arm is a red armband, with a green wolf emblem. His well-combed brown hair ends just above his shoulders (When asked how he's able to maintain such a neat, tidy appearance, Private Someone only muttered something about selling his soul to Satan in exchange for always looking sharp. Or it might have been selling someone else's soul. We're not exactly sure.) Oh, and his eyes are gold. However, most people don't notice this, as they are too busy staring in confusion as he rips out a zombies throat with his teeth. | Private Someone wears a black button down shirt, along with black dress pants, black socks, and black dress shoes, all of which he has somehow been able to keep perfectly clean. On his right arm is a red armband, with a green wolf emblem. His well-combed brown hair ends just above his shoulders (When asked how he's able to maintain such a neat, tidy appearance, Private Someone only muttered something about selling his soul to Satan in exchange for always looking sharp. Or it might have been selling someone else's soul. We're not exactly sure.) Oh, and his eyes are gold. However, most people don't notice this, as they are too busy staring in confusion as he rips out a zombies throat with his teeth. | ||
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Ah, yes, this guy. My main until I reactivated Omega and started indiscriminately killing people. Used to be part of Ghetto Cow, before it disbanded. Been all over Malton, headshot hundreds of zombies, collected dozens of bounties (Back in ye olde day, before the Rouge Gallery became big and you didn't have to always report your bounties, or even confirm that the target was a PKer beyond "Well, I heard from a guy who heard from a guy who heard from a guy that so-and-so is a PKer"). Currently running around Malton's northwestern ghost town, repairing buildings and charging at zombies in a desperate attempt to bite their legs off. | |||
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{{flagbox|red|Soviet.png|Not One Step Back, Comrades!|This user thinks that the Soviet Union was awe-inspiring during WWII}} | {{flagbox|red|Soviet.png|Not One Step Back, Comrades!|This user thinks that the Soviet Union was awe-inspiring during WWII}} | ||
== Dr Nice == | |||
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char_joindate=2006-07-17| | |||
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char_equip= Needles of Justice| | |||
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char_status=Until you check the profile link, Dr Nice could either be alive or a zombie. Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle FTW!| | |||
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An incredibly stylishly dressed doctor whose sole purpose is to stop those blasted street urchins from breaking into his nice mansion and ruining the fancy interior. He speaks with an upper class British accent, and likes playing Polo. He has yet to realize that the "street urchins" he keeps shooing away are actually zombies, and probably wouldn't believe you if you told him, anyways. | |||
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== Das Pirate Zombie == | |||
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char_name=Das Pirate Zombie| | |||
char_joindate=2006-01-15| | |||
char_class=Zombie| | |||
char_equip= Teeth, claws| | |||
char_profileID=366793| | |||
char_status=Brain Rotter| | |||
char_journal=None | |||
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== Kari Yeshua == | |||
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char_joindate=2008-08-13| | |||
char_class=Civilian| | |||
char_equip=Ax| | |||
char_profileID=1336897| | |||
char_status=Staying alive, staying alive (Oh, oh, oh, oh!)| | |||
char_group=None| | |||
char_journal=No journal | |||
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Latest revision as of 15:32, 12 July 2009
The Omega
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The mean people in the white coats had put poor Omega in a rubber room, and had him wear a jacket that made him hug himself just because the Voices had convinced him that blood was better than paint for art. But when the smellies came and ate all the mean men, Omega escaped, and is now planning to light this town on fire..... (Figuratively speaking, of course. Or maybe not.)
Dressed rather shaggily a black skull shirt, black chain covered jacket, black chain covered pants, big black boots, a skull necklace, and other such fashion things that are found in Omega's favorite Malton store, Ackland's Goth Store. His long, messy hair is inexpertly dyed blue, yellow, and black, though patches of the natural brown can still be seen.
Well, this guy was originally just an alt I could use to vent my anger on stupid survivors, and somehow became my main. Funny how the world works, eh? Now, he spends his days randomly killing anything he sees (human and zombie alike), breaking things, laughing maniacally, and quoting the Joker.
If you wanna complain about how I PKed you, or smashed your generator, or ripped down the barricades to let the zombies in, or put the barricades back up to keep the zombies out, or headshotted you, or any of the other amazingly fun things I do to ruin the days of the others playing this game, go ahead and shout at me on the discussion section. Not that it'll make me stop, but letting your anger out is good for you.
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Player Killer |
| "One kills a man, one is an assassin; one kills millions, one is a conqueror; one kills everybody, one is a god."
This user is a PKer and supports the act of Player Killing. |
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PK Count |
| The Omega has PKed 41 people. |
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Cow Tipper |
| This user is a Cow tipper and treats marked revive points as they would a cattle ranch. They particularly enjoy shooting zombie-cows with their buddies. |
Private Someone
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Private Someone wears a black button down shirt, along with black dress pants, black socks, and black dress shoes, all of which he has somehow been able to keep perfectly clean. On his right arm is a red armband, with a green wolf emblem. His well-combed brown hair ends just above his shoulders (When asked how he's able to maintain such a neat, tidy appearance, Private Someone only muttered something about selling his soul to Satan in exchange for always looking sharp. Or it might have been selling someone else's soul. We're not exactly sure.) Oh, and his eyes are gold. However, most people don't notice this, as they are too busy staring in confusion as he rips out a zombies throat with his teeth.
Ah, yes, this guy. My main until I reactivated Omega and started indiscriminately killing people. Used to be part of Ghetto Cow, before it disbanded. Been all over Malton, headshot hundreds of zombies, collected dozens of bounties (Back in ye olde day, before the Rouge Gallery became big and you didn't have to always report your bounties, or even confirm that the target was a PKer beyond "Well, I heard from a guy who heard from a guy who heard from a guy that so-and-so is a PKer"). Currently running around Malton's northwestern ghost town, repairing buildings and charging at zombies in a desperate attempt to bite their legs off.
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Here, have a rat! |
| Lachryma has given The Omega a rat for joining Ghetto Cow...and some other stuff! |
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The Crimson Wolves |
| This user or group is affiliated or allied with The Crimson Wolves, a survivor group dedicated to slaughtering slightly undead people whose only sin is their addiction to devouring other people alive. |
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GHETTO COW |
| we off tha heezie.. fo' rizzle! | |
| Check it out! |
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Not One Step Back, Comrades! |
| This user thinks that the Soviet Union was awe-inspiring during WWII |
Dr Nice
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An incredibly stylishly dressed doctor whose sole purpose is to stop those blasted street urchins from breaking into his nice mansion and ruining the fancy interior. He speaks with an upper class British accent, and likes playing Polo. He has yet to realize that the "street urchins" he keeps shooing away are actually zombies, and probably wouldn't believe you if you told him, anyways.
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Combat Reviver |
| This user or group supports the strategy known as 'Combat Revival'. |
Das Pirate Zombie
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Kari Yeshua
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