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==Who is the Baby Clubber, you may ask?==
==Who is the Baby Clubber, you may ask?==
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One cannot explain the Baby Clubber.  I just exists.  But what do I exist for?
|One cannot explain the Baby Clubber.  I just exists.  But what do I exist for?
 
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I started in Malton as a zombie, harassing West and East Grayside.  Knocking down doors and clawing at survivors, I slowly gained XP and was enjoying the harman harmbargars that were there.  Until one day, fate changed everything.  Some silly person decided to revive me.
|I started in Malton as a zombie, harassing West and East Grayside.  Knocking down doors and clawing |at survivors, I slowly gained XP and was enjoying the harman harmbargars that were there.  Until one |day, fate changed everything.  Some silly person decided to revive me.
 
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A mistake to be regretted to this day.
|A mistake to be regretted to this day.
 
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I was alive again.  Not able to remember anything about what happened before the outbreak, I stumbled around Grayside. Eventually he found his way into a building, but subsequently fell out a window.  Yeah, not exactly smart, but hey, I was just revived, so give me some slack.  Anyway, back as a zombie, I again shambled about Grayside, breaking down barricades and looking for snacks.  After being revived, I had somewhat more awareness, more sentience than I did before.  He could think, albeit a very limited amount.  I realized how good the zombie life was.  But again, I was revived.
|I was alive again.  Not able to remember anything about what happened before the outbreak, I |stumbled around Grayside. Eventually he found his way into a building, but subsequently fell out a |window.  Yeah, not exactly smart, but hey, I was just revived, so give me some slack.  Anyway, back |as a zombie, I again shambled about Grayside, breaking down barricades and looking for snacks.  |After being revived, I had somewhat more awareness, more sentience than I did before.  He could |think, albeit a very limited amount.  I realized how good the zombie life was.  But again, I was |revived.
 
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This time I was revived by a member of STARS, the Special Tactics and Rescue Squad.  I was quite unhappy.  I was enjoying my time as a zombie.  So I scrounged up a shotgun and took them out.  That's when I felt it.  The urge, the calling.  I ENJOYED it when I shot him, the blood splattering on the walls.  More so than clawing them as a zombie.  I felt it in my bones.  I was to become a rogue, a player killer who targeted anyone.
|This time I was revived by a member of STARS, the Special Tactics and Rescue Squad.  I was quite |unhappy.  I was enjoying my time as a zombie.  So I scrounged up a shotgun and took them out.  |That's when I felt it.  The urge, the calling.  I ENJOYED it when I shot him, the blood splattering |on the walls.  More so than clawing them as a zombie.  I felt it in my bones.  I was to become a |rogue, a player killer who targeted anyone.
 
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I started off with just random targets.  I killed whoever I fancied.  But soon, STARS took note of this.  I was killing on their territory, and they didn't like it.  So one of them took me out, all in the name of justice.  But I wasn't to be denied the pleasure of killing, the thrill I felt each time I pulled the trigger.  So I made sure I was revived.
|I started off with just random targets.  I killed whoever I fancied.  But soon, STARS took note of |this.  I was killing on their territory, and they didn't like it.  So one of them took me out, all |in the name of justice.  But I wasn't to be denied the pleasure of killing, the thrill I felt each |time I pulled the trigger.  So I made sure I was revived.
 
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After I was revived, I knew my mission: to seek out and kill all members of STARS.  It was not an easy task.  STARS was numerous, and I was but one person.  But I began learning who was a member, and after a week, I made my first kill.  Then I communicated with STARS.  I told them I would be hunting them down, and they better not drop their guard.  As soon as they did, I vanquished one of their group.  Sure, they have managed to kill me, to return me to the zombie form, but I keep coming back up.
|After I was revived, I knew my mission: to seek out and kill all members of STARS.  It was not an |easy task.  STARS was numerous, and I was but one person.  But I began learning who was a member, |and after a week, I made my first kill.  Then I communicated with STARS.  I told them I would be |hunting them down, and they better not drop their guard.  As soon as they did, I vanquished one of |their group.  Sure, they have managed to kill me, to return me to the zombie form, but I keep coming |back up.
 
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After a long absence, I returned to East Greyside.  I found that STARS had broken up and been reorganized into the Special Tactics And Rescue Service.  Different name, still the same group.  I am back, and am targeting STARS once again.  Watch out, because I'm coming for you.
|After a long absence, I returned to East Greyside.  I found that STARS had broken up and been |reorganized into the Special Tactics And Rescue Service.  Different name, still the same group.  I |am back, and am targeting STARS once again.  Watch out, because I'm coming for you.
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Revision as of 23:41, 27 February 2009

Let the Clubbing Commence

Class: Civillian Favorite Equipment: Shotgun, pistol Status: Active Group: Non affiliated, STARS Hunter Hangout: East/West Greyside Current Level 41 Character Profile
Killer.jpg‎ 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.

Who is the Baby Clubber, you may ask?

One cannot explain the Baby Clubber. I just exists. But what do I exist for? at survivors, I slowly gained XP and was enjoying the harman harmbargars that were there. Until one |day, fate changed everything. Some silly person decided to revive me. A mistake to be regretted to this day. stumbled around Grayside. Eventually he found his way into a building, but subsequently fell out a |window. Yeah, not exactly smart, but hey, I was just revived, so give me some slack. Anyway, back |as a zombie, I again shambled about Grayside, breaking down barricades and looking for snacks. |After being revived, I had somewhat more awareness, more sentience than I did before. He could |think, albeit a very limited amount. I realized how good the zombie life was. But again, I was |revived. unhappy. I was enjoying my time as a zombie. So I scrounged up a shotgun and took them out. |That's when I felt it. The urge, the calling. I ENJOYED it when I shot him, the blood splattering |on the walls. More so than clawing them as a zombie. I felt it in my bones. I was to become a |rogue, a player killer who targeted anyone. this. I was killing on their territory, and they didn't like it. So one of them took me out, all |in the name of justice. But I wasn't to be denied the pleasure of killing, the thrill I felt each |time I pulled the trigger. So I made sure I was revived. easy task. STARS was numerous, and I was but one person. But I began learning who was a member, |and after a week, I made my first kill. Then I communicated with STARS. I told them I would be |hunting them down, and they better not drop their guard. As soon as they did, I vanquished one of |their group. Sure, they have managed to kill me, to return me to the zombie form, but I keep coming |back up. reorganized into the Special Tactics And Rescue Service. Different name, still the same group. I |am back, and am targeting STARS once again. Watch out, because I'm coming for you.

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Both diplomacy and violence solve problems. But violence is quicker.
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