| 'K is for Komǝdy'
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| Abbreviation:
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K or ʞ
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It's a Punch and Judy show gone very bad.
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| Leadership:
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Manbagz[1]
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| Goals:
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Murder. Demolition. The smoking of fine Havana cigars.
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| Recruitment Policy:
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You need a clown mask. Black suit, white shirt, black leather shoes. Guns, knives, fuel cans, flares, lengths of metal piping and baseballs bats are the weapons of choice. After that tendencies towards anarchy (the bad kind, not mutualism or anything politically effective) and not being squeamish when it comes to killing clones, pigs and sheep are Komedian pre-requisites. Grudge matches are always fun, as are duels and competitive killfests with other PKers... You get the idea. There's no punchline.
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| Contact:
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Manbagz[2]
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K is for ʞomǝdy
April 19th - ? 2010
Contracts all fulfilled in East Boundwood. Going on tour with Aesthetic Judgment: a psychedelic road trip into the depths of Malton, punishing non-descript suburbanites and (un)defacing the landscape. First stop: Millen Hills. Updates to follow.
- So, Millen Hills was as dull a suburb as they come. Weirdly filled with descripts who can't string a sentence together, but that's not our bag. Live and live, altho' we'll be back with Speak and Spells at Xmas.
- Shearbank, however, is a hive of facelessness. The South East corner of the Mall was the scene of the first big cull by Artaud (circa 25th April): meanwhile I have been out on the perimeters, stone cold killer immaculate. What's amazing is how many times you can just gun down non-descripts in broad daylight and nobody even blinks an eye. Seriously traumatised neighbourhood. This, ladies and gentlemen, is no country for old clones.
April 1st-18th 2010
Pantomime! ...K is now playing 'kill the pig' around the Challenger Crescent PD with an influx of old friends and others in the 'business', coordinating grief attacks, and otherwise purging the suburb of vertebrates sans visage.
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