Popsicle Pete
| Popsicle Pete Cult | |
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| Abbreviation: | PPC |
| Group Numbers: | 1 |
| Leadership: | Popsicle Pete |
| Goals: | Unknown, presumably the assimilation of all humans |
| Recruitment Policy: | Volunteer/Forced |
| Contact: | Those brave or foolish enough to contact Popsicle Pete may speak to Kurt Cocaine |
Popsicle Pete (birth-date unknown) is a psychopathic serial killer, responsible for countless murders from the early 1900s to present. His influence, whilst subtle, spreads wide across the United States. Popsicle Pete and his group of followers often commit acts of horrible violence against those who are unable or unwilling to join forces, in Popsicle Pete's case, whomever he feels like.
Popsicle Pete is a being of unknown origin, age, and strength. He bears the appearance of a young, redheaded, Caucasian boy. His usual dress is a white drummer's uniform, with his name in black on his tall hat, with a popsicle on the front.
History
It is still unknown when Popsicle Pete began killing random children and inducting them to be his followers, but it is assumed to have begun in the '30s. Lost children in the woods would be approached by him, and through unknown means, would be forced to obey him. Popsicle Pete would offer his new recruits several fate cards, telling them that one was 'certain death'. Those who had not chosen poorly were taken away, off to serve him until the mercy of death.
Sometime after the original killings, Popsicle Pete got braver, and began attacking groups of children, and later, adults, including police officers and members of the military. Those who survived his attacks (by mercy on his part), were presumably forced to join his cult.
Popsicle Pete (alongside an unknown counsel) also presented an unnamed boy with a medal for his 'deeds', which included slaughtering at least two children mocking him for looking odd. It can only be assumed that this boy (noted by Popsicle Pete to be 'pumpkin-headed') became one of Popsicle Pete's followers.
Presumably during World War II, Popsicle Pete infiltrated an air force base, and coerced a radio operator to order a bomber to bomb several civilian targets, including a school and a shoe factory. At least two radio operators, along with an unknown number of civilians, were killed.
Popsicle Pete has been shown to be exceptionally strong, capable of killing a man by throwing a baseball at his head. It is also assumed he has some sort of otherworldly powers at his disposal. His known victims include several children playing baseball, a kid lost in the woods, a group of sailors, and an air force radio operator, all of whom had mocked his appearance before realizing his murderous intent.
Malton Involvement
The Popsicle Pete following was brought into Malton by Kurt Cocaine, an escaped convict, who had been converted within prison. The escaped convict has since been tricking and coercing other survivors of the outbreak in Malton to join his master's following.
The 'movement', as it is called by his followers, has remained quiet and noticed, only because Popsicle Pete wants it to be that way (for now, at least). Survivors down on their luck are often approached by members of Popsicle Pete's following, and offered food and supplies. It is after their trust is gained that they are assimilated, either by brainwashing or threats of death, into becoming slaves to Popsicle Pete.
Reports of suspicious people mentioning Popsicle Pete in a revered manner, then attacking citizens, have been made. So far, only one attack has been confirmed. It can only be assumed that this is one or more of Popsicle Pete's followers, trying in vain to add to their pool of devotees.
Disciples
Popsicle Pete's followers mostly consists of people willingly bowing down to him, praying to be spared if they devoted themselves mindlessly to him. The cult also uses brainwashing and trickery to add to its numbers.
Quotes
"This hand has been inside a fresh kill! It pulses with life force!"
"Your time has come! Select a fate card! One of them is certain death."
"None of you are safe!"
"You meet my gaze? What brave creatures you are!"
"No escape."
"I bring you a gift."
"Pumpkin-headed boy. The council honors your deeds."
"History will never know."
