User:Pyrranha

So, I decided to overhaul my userpage. I would make it prettier but I'm not wiki-savvy. And I really felt like just listing my characters out. I have a decent number of them.

Pyrranha

Pyrranha
	Joined: March 23, 2007 Character class: Private Favorite equipment: Syringe Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Active in Malton Character group: Spartans Character stats: Level 41, 511 XP Journal: n/a for Pyrranha

This man stands over six feet tall and bears a permanent five o'clock shadow. An ex-USAI member, he is vigilant at all times. His scarf is worn over his mouth, causing his glasses to fog when he breathes.

Wearing: a pair of glasses, a black scarf, a black short-sleeved shirt, a ripped pair of black jeans and a pair of black shoes

Miscellaneous Comments

My original character. I played him as a freelancer for a long time until I joined Die Angriff-Maschine, which is how I indirectly met Lachryma and the awesomeness of Ghetto Cow. After a short time, the group dissolved itself, and I went back to my wandering until I found out about the USAI, which I joined and had an awesome run with. Taking a mall back from a dozen zombies with only seven guys, leaving it QSB+ in every corner, is a great feeling. However, real life kicked it into overdrive and I stopped playing for a year. Now that I'm back and seeking a new thrill, I've joined up with the Spartans to see what they have to offer.

Merkava

Merkava
	Joined: April 05, 2007 Character class: Corpse Favorite equipment: Claws Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Active in Malton Character group: Feral Undead Character stats: Level 22, 4249 XP Journal: n/a for Merkava

This zombie stands just over six feet tall and bears and constant grin of dagger-like teeth. It attacks recklessly and without provocation both the living and the dead alike.

Unsuccessful revives: 1

Wearing: a tattered and blood-soaked black short-sleeved shirt, a tattered and blood-flecked pair of black trousers and a battered and bloodstained pair of white trainers

Miscellaneous Comments

My hardcore zombie. Joined Feral Undead pretty much out of the gate, though I don't use their forums or anything. It's just nice to hear a familiar groan every once in a while. I'm very sporadic while playing this one; sometimes I kill zombies, sometimes I kill humans, sometimes I mix and match, and sometimes I kill nobody at all. Why, just recently I busted in to the Bainton Arms and got served a fresh ale by the good people of Phil's Freaks... until my more aggressive zombie brethren busted in and wrecked house. Today, I'm seiging a mall, but tomorrow, who knows?

The Necrobot

The Necrobot
	Joined: May 10, 2007 Character class: NecroTech Lab Assistant Favorite equipment: DNA Extractor Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Inactive in Malton Character group: NecroTech Character stats: Level 12, 675 XP Journal: A personalized page exists for The Necrobot

A two-meter humanoid cyborg, with a blade-like appendage welded onto its titanium mechanical arm. Its robotic components shine, and blood can be seen flowing through the veins of its organic nature.

Wearing: a blood-smeared pair of safety goggles, a torn and bloodstained grey short-sleeved shirt, a blood-flecked NecroTech jacket, a torn and bloodstained white lab coat and a pair of black shoes

Miscellaneous Comments

Yep. That's right. I control the Necrobot. This was sort of a secret project. I don't know why I made it secret. But it got some people's attention. It's kind of my RP character, but as with all the others, went inactive after real life happened. I have ideas for its furtherance, but for now will remain generally inactive.

One Life

One Life
	Joined: August 31, 2007 Character class: Consumer Favorite equipment: Knife Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Dead (permanently) in Malton Character group: none Character stats: Level 3, 43 XP Journal: n/a for One Life

A survivor with only one life to live. If he dies, he will never stand again. And he's damn determined to make THIS LIFE COUNT.

Wearing: a white T-shirt, a blood-flecked pair of black trousers and a pair of black boots

Miscellaneous Comments

So, I got wicked bored one day and UD was on my mind, so I developed a concept of a survivor who couldn't become a zombie. So I challenged myself with the question: how long could such a person survive? Since I only got to level three, the answer would have to be "not very".

Epic Level Cleric

Epic Level Cleric
	Joined: September 15, 2007 Character class: Doctor Favorite equipment: Axe/Claws Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Inactive in Malton Character group: Dual Nature Character stats: Level 20, 12 XP Journal: n/a for Epic Level Cleric

A shambling cleric. He wields unholy powers to empower the hordes around him and slays all who dare oppose him.

Wearing: a white short-sleeved shirt, a blood-flecked white doctor's coat, a pair of white trousers and a pair of white shoes

Miscellaneous Comments

I'm a pretty hardcore Dungeons and Dragons player. By that, I mean I play in four different games, about six or seven games a month. I had the crazy idea of playing a cleric in UD, and generated Epic Level Cleric. Since 21st or higher level is considered "Epic" by D&D standards, I knew that, in time, ELC would live up to his name's sake. Yes, I know he is still only 20th level. But he'll get that level some day.

Damning Darkness

Damning Darkness
	Joined: October 30, 2008 Character class: Corpse Favorite equipment: Teeth Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Active in Borehamwood Character group: Borehamwood Ferals Character stats: Level 9, 18 XP Journal: n/a for Damning Darkness

Damned to eternal undeath, the darkness spreads.

Wearing: a scratched pair of glasses, white robes and a scuffed pair of white shoes

Knyfer

Knyfer
	Joined: November 18, 2008 Character class: Consumer Favorite equipment: Golf Club Character profile: Urban Dead profile Current status: Inactive in Malton Character group: none Character stats: Level 1, 41 XP Journal: n/a for Knyfer

This man is almost six feet tall. He wields a golf club in his hands that is bent, battered, and bloodied, and looks paranoid as hell. As you watch him, he pulls his jacket tighter around himself and rubs his hands together, trying to stay warm.

Wearing: a dark blue T-shirt, a firefighter's jacket, a pair of blue jeans and a pair of black boots