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== Wounded Coyote ==
== Wounded Coyote ==
   <p>My name is Wounded Coyote I'm a proud worshiper of the almighty stuffed crocodile who reigns over [[Skarin Row Police Department]].</p>
   <p>My name is Wounded Coyote I'm a proud worshiper of the almighty stuffed crocodile who reigns over [[Skarin Row Police Department]].</p>

Revision as of 06:07, 8 October 2010

The croc lord.jpg The Cult of the Stuffed Crocodile
This user/group either worships His Scaled Magnificence or pays homage to such Toothy Might and His respective followers.


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Notice: This User or Group enjoys the RPG aspect of MMORPGs, the category of games that Urban Dead falls into. As such, there is probably quite a bit of roleplaying and/or creative writing on this page and in said User/Group's in-game actions. In other words, if you think the difference between IC and OOC is "One has an 'I' and the other has two 'O's," buzz off.


Wounded Coyote

My name is Wounded Coyote I'm a proud worshiper of the almighty stuffed crocodile who reigns over Skarin Row Police Department.

How I Came to Find the Lord

I've worshiped his holyness for three years now, but I can recall how I found the blessed crocodile as if it happened yesterday. I was lost in the city desperate to find a place to call home, I searched most of the city, but found most of it under siege. One day low on ammo and supplies I came across a quiant neighborhood. It had all the emminities one could ask for, 2 fully powered hospitals, 2 fully powered police station and a fully powered NT building close by. This area was utopia, caught in the middle of hell, so obviously I decided to make this place my home. I started off as a typical refuge hanging around the hospitals helping the wounded get back on their feet and after a few weeks of walking around the neighborhood I started to read the spraypaint on the walls of many of building. They said things like, "Blessed be the crocodile" and things of such. I passed them off as a practical joke and went about my day to day survival. It wasn't until the first wave of zombies came to this utopia that I even entered the Skarin Row Police Department., but upon entering this police station I knew immediately that this was no average station. To my surprise a giant stuffed crocodile stood at the front of the station. At the site of this crocodile a light surrounded me and I saw the error in my ways. I fell to my knees and begged for forgiveness and asked what must I do to be forgiven. I stayed there for 7 days not daring leave the station, afraid that if I left the holy croc would be disapointed in me. After those seven days the holy crocodile spoke to me, through the voice of mrrrgggghhh. He said that if I was to worship him I must take the sacred pilgrimage to the reptile house.

The Holy Pilgrimage

Following the wishes of the holy crocodile, I loaded up on ammo and faks, and headed on my way to Kelreher Walk Police Department. It was a nice walk and although I came across multiple zombies it was as if the holy crocodile was protecting me. After a days rest at Kelreher Walk Police Department I began the second leg of my journey and set off to The Reptile House. The reptile house was beautiful and I could see then why it was so important for believers to take this pilgrimage. I learned alot about my new lord and savior before I started my journey back to Skarin Row Police Department, however I miss judged the distance and found myself out of action points stranded in the streets for the first time in months. I fell asleep that night expecting to awake the next day dead. But no when I awoke alas I was unscratched, the holy crocodile protected me from the vile zombies that roam our city. I reached cathedral of my lord, the holy crocodile latter that night, and I wept tears of joy at coming home.

Miracles of the Lord

After my pilgrimage to the crocodile's holy temple at the reptile house, I have dedicated my life to the holy crocodile and whether alive or dead I worship him. And if Skarin Row is in ruins then I vow to take it back from the heathens who would wreck a holy site with no remorse. In my days I have heard and seen many a miracle and I find it neccesary to post these miracles here.

Oct 07 2008.---I found 6 pistol clips in 7 searches.

Dec 20 2008.---I found 4 faks in 4 searches.

Jan 25 2009.---I fell asleep outside and found myself with full health in the morning.

Aug 21 2009.---After a long time without a miracle I killed 5 zombies in 50ap.

Dec 13 2009.---After 3 weeks of praising the holy crocodile as a zombie I was finally revived.

Oct 03 2010.---I found 4 Syringes in 4 turns.

Events

I've decided that for my own records I should begin recording any large events that occur that I am apart of.

Oct 05 2010.---Skarin is lost, and I am forced to worship the lord once again as a zombie.