User:Carl Panzram

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As you can well see all of my zeds are based on historical serial killers. Combat revive them at your own risk. They will thank you and every member of your group they find for it by removing you from this mortal coil.

Carl Panzram

Carl Panzram was imprisoned before the outbreak for impersonating a police officer. He was also the prime suspect in a series of gruesome murders. His guilt or innocence was never to be determined as the jails were quickly overrun early on during the outbreak. The evidence against him was said to be overwhelming thus his guilt is a safe assumption. After stealing a police uniform from a downed officer in the jail he broke out. He spent several weeks slaying innocents in their barricaded safehouses killing any zombies that happened to be impeding his work. One night he awakened to find his safehouse overrun by the walking dead. He escaped but not before being bitten by one of them. He proceeded to a new safehouse where he staunched the bloodflow of his wound then waited for the other inhabitant to fall asleep. He quickly gutted him as he slept then thought of how to dispose of the body, all the while the infection from the bite was coursing through his system. He was shocked to find himself thinking that the best way to get rid of the body was to devour it. Then he realized he was turning. At first he was frightened then an epiphony! He could finally escape being human! He in fact was no different than the zombies that infected him. They both seemed to seek the same thing. A city free of humans. To him the stench of humans living was unbearable, however the effluvium of the crypt had a narcotic quality to it. He thus embraced the undead and became one with them. A being that despises humans, even himself. In short a killing machine that has no regard for anything that breathes. To this day he wanders the streets of Malton with his fellow Lebende Totes seeking humans to disembowel and feast upon.

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PeeWee Gaskins

PeeWee Gaskins was brought to Malton via an abortive operation by the military. Shortly after the zombie outbreak in Malton military intelligence thought it might be a good idea to send in deathrow inmates to combat the problem. Since these criminals were seen as expendable the risk was thought to be low. Alas for military intelligence one of the convicts chosen was PeeWee Gaskins, a serial murderer and rapist known for his brutality. After two months in a bootcamp learning all about the weapons he would be using they brought him and his small platoon in via helicopter. As the rest of the platoon piled out of the copter PeeWee snuck up front and casually slit the pilot's throat before exiting himself. By that time the rest of the platoon was facing a huge horde of zombies. He saw his fellow criminals torn limb from limb and devoured before he fled for safety. He found a safehouse in the Old Arkham suburb and after slaying the current resident decided to stay there for the night. Upon waking he noticed the barricades had been breached and he found himself in a battle for his life. He was bitten and fled. After moving a few blocks to a new safehouse he took stock and noted the infection in the bite was spreading quickly. He sat down and started to laugh and laugh. As his maniacal laughter turned into a gurgling roar he noted he was no longer among the living. Rising upon freshly stiffened legs and experiencing the first agonies of rigor mortis he realized that he could in fact learn to love undeath. He was unstoppable. He spent a few weeks picking over the left overs from a larger zombie horde before he was approached by them. When the Lebende Tote recruited him he was ecstatic. They were crashing down the barricades allowing him to gorge himself on the inhabitants. He grew in power daily. When the Totes left the area he decided to stay. He wreaked havoc for months wandering around the south-east corner of Malton before being combat revived. He decided to stay human for a while. Even going so far as to re-enlist in the military and joining a new platoon called Pavor Nocturnus. After killing a few NT scientists in an attempt to cover up the governments involvement in the outbreak in Malton he was killed. This re-established his hatred of humans. This hate burned so deeply that he denied all humanity somehow rotting his cerebral cortex to the point that revivification was nearly impossible. He wandered for a brief while feasting on humans foolish enough to sleep in his area before running across the Minions of the Apocalypse. The rest of his story is yet to come.

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Citizen X

Andrei Chikatilo's corpse was on display in an exhibit called "Criminal History behind the Iron Curtain" in a museum in Malton when the outbreak first occurred. Some careless trench coater blasted a zed that was standing in front of his display and somehow the blood infected Citizen X's corpse. He rose wonderingly a threatening graagh emitting from his atrophied vocal cords. He wandered from the museum in search of victims to satisfy his thirst upon. Currently he wanders from neighbourhood to neighbourhood searching for a new place to live and practice his own special form of deviance. Do you know where your children are? Beware, Andrei is now in league with the Enemies Of NecroTech. Coming soon to a safehouse near you.

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