User:Aesir Motz

Aesir Motz

Aesir Motz Name: Aesir Motz Age: 20 something Occupation: The Sea's Arch-priest The Flowers of Decay Disciple Awards: Golden Bullet Award Current Status: Alive and Killing! Location: Under the Sea Current Level: 42 Joined: 2007-07-23 03:00:38 Group: The Flowers of Decay Character Details: Urban Dead profile   Aesir Motz   PK Count Aesir Motz has PKed quite a few people. Rouges Gallery   Description   A tall male that stands 6'2 with an athletic build, short cut, messy blond hair. Bright green eyes, with dark circles underneath showing the side effects of his insomnia. The right side of his neck is tattooed depicting a decaying rose. He's wearing: white contact lenses, a blood-soaked white bandanna, a set of blood-smeared Fort Creedy dog-tags, a bloodstained white short-sleeved shirt, a bloodstained grey hooded sweater, a bloodstained black leather coat, a pair of black jeans and a scraped and blood-soaked pair of black boots   History   The young man awoke to screams and sirens of Shorehills in the break of day. Aesir used to be able to sleep through anything but that changed the first night of the outbreak. The front door was open, blood smeared in odd spots along the walls of his home. He quickly moved down the steps to his basement where he found his mother. Half of her face and neck was gone with only strands of loose skin hanging in place. Being a fan of George's Dead films, it took no longer than a split moment to realize what was going on. He grabbed a pool cue from the billiards table and braced himself. His mum charged and he struck her down with a swift blow to the head. He grabbed an eight ball and with hesitation smashed it down upon the woman's head. He quickly left his house looking for his father who was found on the lawn, probably passed shortly before he awoke. Either way he knew what needed to be done unfortunately. Using the cue like a javelin, he pierced it through his dad's eye and brain. The scene made him wretch but there was little time for grief. Months passed as he holed up with other survivors in Maul Row PD. He was getting less and less sleep. Finally on a whim he enlisted with the DEM as one of their youngest members. He learned how to fight there he met a good friend Hendrik Casmir. He was a kind man whom used to teach History at a local school. Casmir and wasn't a dick like the other instructors working in his squad. He was set to graduate from the academy but he suddenly left after seeing the incompetence of the DEM. Aesir learned the skills necessary to survive and decided to make a mall tour of Malton and visit the infamous Fort Creedy. But when he was stopped by a zombie siege in Giddings Mall. This was his first taste of death and first reanimation. He hated the cold of everything, shambling to the nearest cemetery he was revived and then contacted by a very close friend of his before the outbreak. He need help in creating a new group and decided to aid him in his efforts. Suicide Recon. Operating out of a junkyard in Wykewood the small group was recruiting members at a slow rate. Their efforts focused on securing PDs and hospitals in near by suburbs. But then the Dead hit. Everyday he watch as the destruction got closer and closer to Wykewood. Finally shit hit the fan. Serving as the group's strategist they moved East to Thompson mall. Not long after that got hit too. The group went to hell from there. But Ranai Davis and Motz made a plan. They heard the ghost town rumors and began moving North to help reclaim some lost suburbs. They secured a few buildings but their presence was sniffed out by a few zombies and resorted in a retreat to the East... Taking refuge in Calvert Mall the two headed North and retook Pittman Manson. Soon after, Calvert was hit and Ranai was lost. He trudged back to Wykewood to help the survivors reclaim their suburb back. But he stopped at the famous Caiger Mall. He stayed there for a few days to stock up on provisions. One morning while making his rounds he noticed the barricades were falling fast. Anticipating the worst he quickly jumped onto the radio with the energy he had left and broadcasted a distress call to any that would listen. One of the first zombies that came through he met with a shotgun. The two fought and he was on the verge of death and so was the zombie. He delivered the killing shot that blew the zombies rotted brains to the wall. He just had to get to the other side of the mall to be safe but before he could move he was overtook and dragged to the streets. However local DEM members came to the aid of the survivors. He was revived shortly after and finished his trip to Wykewood. He helped all the survivors he could and moved from suburb to suburb. All the months and lack of sleep began to become very tiresome for Aesir. The non-descript survivors began to agitate him to fits of rage. Soon he began to kill them off, one by one. It was soon after that he learned of the Flowers of Disease. They didn't kill the random survivors trying to survive but the ignorant ones. The lazy, the waste of resources. The Flotsam. He jumped aboard and soon was given his first initiation task... He trudged through Malton, a fiery rage was building up in his eyes. He would show the Flowers the meaning of punishment. The summer heat was beating down upon the town. The scent of warm rotten flesh roamed through out the air. Finally he made it to Dunningwood. He climbed into the Mounter Arms and had some wine to cool his nerves. That night he counted his shells and checked over his weapons. At dawn he jumped into Skarin Row Police Department to find a mass cult worshiping a toy Crocodile while innocent people were dragged into the streets around him. He knew what he was getting into but it was different to be physically there in the moment. He found one Croc member in a deep state of Meditation. How could one be like this when there are helpless people being torn to shreds by the angry hands of the dead? Angry, he lifted his pistol and placed it to the worshiper's temple. No hesitation and three muscles later, BOOM! Skin, bone and gore splattered him the wall and some other members of the cult. The body slumped to the floor. BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM. The body jumped and danced on the floor and suddenly came to a standstill in it's own filth. He dropped the weapon and turned towards an other member who was too busy praying to hear his own comrade had been killed. He raised his second pistol and squeezed the trigger. The bullet ripped through the man's jugular the body began to grow weak. Quickly he brought the shotgun up and fired off a shell. His prey's head was vaporized in a mist of rose red. One more outta' convince his new allies what he was made for. Finally the gun shots broke an other member's revere and he stood up. The flotsam didn't say a word maybe it was terrified? Still the shotgun with one shell on it was pointed at the man who turned to run. An other squeeze and the man's right leg was maimed, he fell to the floor. Aesir pumped the shotgun, two plastic cartridges fell to the blood stained ground. He quickly reloaded and strolled over to the bleeding man. "You have been punished before but obviously not enough. He fired an other shot into the man's groin, almost separating the two halves of his body. The man's echoing yelp was begging to wake the other members, he had to act quick! He pushed the barrel of the shotgun into the man's mouth and turned his own head to the others. He pulled the trigger and once again it rained inside the Police Department. He quickly turned and bolted out the window. He made it into the Heweston building where he ran up the stairs. He came to the roof. He was told it was FoD tradition... He took a deep breath and ran to the edge. He pushed off the ground and into the air. He experienced weightlessness for a moment. Savoring his victory before the cruel grip of gravity brought him back down into an unforgiving world... Weeks turned to months. The bitter resentment and rage felt towards the Flotsam of Malton. The countless bullets fired, axes hefted and bodies falling in the name of war. Aesir was left empty and soon the FoD war machine feel silent. He turned towards the Great Old Ones he found in an old book found in a local library. He began reading parables and scriptures of their feats. Aesir heard the Blob's calling and so did others from the Flowers of Disease. They quickly grouped and formed a Covenant to bring the message of Leviathan and Th Blob to Malton. The Great Ones demanded sacrifice and they succumbed.   Skills   Survivor Basic Firearms Training (Player gets +25% to hit with all firearms attacks.) Pistol Training (An extra +25% to hit with a pistol.) Advanced Pistol Training (An extra +10% to hit.) Shotgun Training (An extra +25% to hit with a shotgun.) Advanced Shotgun Training (An extra +10% to hit.) Hand-to-Hand Combat (+15% to melee attacks.) Knife Combat (An extra +15% when attacking with a knife.) Axe Proficiency (An extra +15% when attacking with an axe.) Free Running (Can move between adjacent buildings without stepping outside.) Scout Safehouse (Scouting a safehouse costs 30AP and grants around 5AP of extra actions within that building each day, until the player dies or the building is ruined.) NecroTech Employment (Player is able to operate DNA Extractors, and can identify NecroTech offices from the street.) Lab Experience (Can recognise and operate basic-level NecroTech equipment.) NecroNet Access (Player can access terminals in powered NT buildings, allowing map scans and syringe manufacture.) First Aid (Player is able to heal an extra 5HP when using a first-aid kit.) Surgery (Player can heal a further 5HP if working in a hospital with power.) Diagnosis (The HP values of nearby survivors are displayed next to their name.) Shopping (Player may choose which stores to loot, when searching a mall.) Bargain Hunting (Player is 25% more likely to find something when searching a mall.) Body Building (Player has a maximum of 60 Hit Points instead of 50.) Tagging (Player's spraycans last longer. XP bonuses are awarded for tagging certain buildings.) Construction (Player is able to build barricades, repair machinery and restore ruined buildings.) Radio Operation (Player is able to broadcast within the restricted 26.00-28.00 MHz range.) Headshot (If the player delivers a killing blow to a zombie, it must spend an extra 5AP to stand up.) Zombie Digestion (Whenever the zombie deals bite damage, it gains HP equal to the damage dealt.) Vigour Mortis (Zombie gets +10% to hit with all non-weapon attacks.) Death Grip (Zombie gets an extra +15% to hit with hand attacks.) Rend Flesh (Hand attacks deal an extra 1 damage.) Tangling Grasp (If the zombie hits with hands, its further attacks on that victim are at +10% to base attack until it loses its grip.) Digestion (Whenever the zombie deals bite damage, it gains HP equal to the damage dealt.) Infectious Bite (Bitten survivors become infected and lose 1HP per action until cured.) Vigour Mortis (Zombie gets +10% to hit with all non-weapon attacks.) Neck Lurch (Zombie gets an extra +10% to hit with bite attacks.) Death Grip (Zombie gets an extra +15% to hit with hand attacks.) Rend Flesh (Hand attacks deal an extra 1 damage.) Tangling Grasp (If the zombie hits with hands, its further attacks on that victim are at +10% to base attack until it loses its grip.) Feeding Drag (Zombie is able to drag dying survivors (those with 12HP or less) out into the street.) Memories of Life (Zombie is able to open doors to buildings.) Death Rattle (Zombie is able to communicate through a limited, groaned form of speech.) Feeding Groan (If faced with a survivor, the zombie can emit moans audible outside up to six blocks away.) Ransack (Zombie is able to damage the interior of abandoned buildings, rendering them unbarricadable and harder to search, until repaired.) Flailing Gesture (Zombie is able to gesture towards people, objects, buildings and compass directions.) Lurching Gait (Zombie can walk as fast as the living.) Ankle Grab (Zombie only spends 1AP standing up.)   Memorabilia   A bloodstained crocodile plush head 2 Dunell Hills Police Depratment Badges Bulldog C6 ##1255 & Bad Ass Mom #2112   Beliefs   Trick or Trick! This user or group wore a costume and trick-or-treated at Blesley Mall, Oct 2008. Aesir Motz agrees with the Flowers of Disease: Hypocrites deserve to be shot! Karth Salvage is nothing but a myth! I refuse to believe. Clothes This user has had an item of clothing implemented. Trigger Happy This user has guns. Do not cross them. PKer This user is a PKer and is probably off killing some poor defenseless survivor. Zergers Suck This user believes that there is no such thing as griefing a Multi abuser, they deserve everything they get. Filthy Emos!! This user or group may or may not be affiliated with The Malton Bounty Emo Killers, but agrees damn well that emos need to die!! Fat heads... BBC Supporter This user or group has a Non Aggression Pact with the British Broadcasting Corporation, and therefore believes in superior programming and pays their license fees. Top News from the city of Malton  B   B   C  Column The End Of Forks, From the Other Side, by Jack Ebbutt Column Santa Shot Down, From the Other Side, by Jack Ebbutt Column A New Infestation, From the Other Side, by Jack Ebbutt Column Protesters Protesting, From the Other Side, by Jack Ebbutt News/Story the testimonial of the last man alive at the fall of fort creedy, Edited by Harvey Levin News/Interview A short interview with Alpharius of the Gibsonton Nationals, By Les Nessman News/Story The Day the Love Died...Wedding crashed in Brooke Hills, from the associated press More news from the BBC   Awards   {{FODAward-|   Disclaimer   This userpage layout and my new signature to match it where inspired by Revenant's signature. This userpage has been pimped With Karth Salvage's UD Skin. 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