User:Ma'nbagz

Bespoke Murderism It's pantomime season. Always and forever.[1] Not much is known about the clown-masked killer Manbagz, beyond the fact that he is a stone cold psychopath and the ultra-violent mind behind K is for Komedy, an experimental death unit that evolved out of the group Aesthetic Judgment. He is also rumoured to be working on a masterpiece sheep/clone massacre project: Ark Lily Leper Manbagz is dangerously unhinged mentally, prone to both entirely unprovoked random killing sprees and also acts of extremely well-plotted vengeance. Those who hire him for 'dirty work' find him to be mercilessly professional, efficient to the point of a machine: he believes in fulfilling a contract (or blood oath), regardless of the odds. His trademark kill is a fuel can soaking plus flare gunning until victim is a charred stump of nothing, although he's also quite passionate about knives, Chelsea smiles, baseball bats and pistol shots to the kneecaps followed by a brutal caving in of the skull with a length of metal pipe. His vengeance is cold and elaborate: he sets traps, skulks about researching the movements of his enemies and calls on old favors when a scheme is just too big for one serial killer to handle: these large scale productions he calls 'pantomimes'. So what's with the Clown Mask? In the beginning it was a clone-killing thing. Manbagz was (is) a member of Aesthetic Judgment— non-descripts all look the same: vacant spaces, evacuated identities. The mask symbolised laughter in the face of empty terror. Later it became the face of terror laughing— 'Whoever battles monsters should take care not to become a monster...', etc etc etc. If you are also deranged and wish to join Manbagz in his bespoke murderism, feel free to click through to the K is for Komedy group page. If you wish to speak to Manbagz, or hire him to kill a clone, sheep or pig (or several of them), please use Cellphone[2] (Calls are free, 0800-KOMEDY). ...And the Havana Cigar? What I smoke is my own business, clone. (Gunhammer click. Cue drum roll...) Miscellaneous information Manbagz has no memory of his life before the Zed plague began. He has an irrational loathing for non-descripts: on a bad week he will work to gun down clone populated buildings and leave them as EHB tombs filled with corpses. Many pigs have been dropped in the fray: uniformity also breeds contempt. Manbagz is a scholar of dead tongues, fluent in kiZombie patois, Zombese, Zombish, Zomban, and Zamgrh. To date, he has never harmed so much as a hair on the head of a zed. The suit was Savile Row, which may be a clue as to his life before the apocalypse.