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Muerteking Directory

[H2]THE MUERTEKING GANG[/H2] This is a basic run down of what roles all of the zombies have. Please note that some zombies fit in more than one role!

[box=#cc9999][H2]THE BRUISERS[/H2][/box] These zombies believe in using their fists to talk. Their jobs are to intimidate, protect, or ruin. Let's just say that staying on their good side is probably for the best.

[box=#cc9999]'Chary' By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]Arden By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]The Bruiser By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]The Beast By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]Toothi By [/box]
[box=#cc9999]Suspect 1 By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]Suspect 2 By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]DethKick By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]Rosalie By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]"Mister Smiley" By [/box]
[box=#cc9999]Maxula Dickens By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]"Slicks" Sixwood By [/box]	[box=#cc9999]Diana By [/box]

[box=#99cc99][H2]THE CARETAKERS[/H2][/box] These zombies stay at the base and make sure that their zombie friends do what they can do best. Their services include hoverbike repairs, limb reattachments, cheerleading, to uh... "cooking".

[box=#99cc99]Malebolg By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Mombie By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Symanda By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Grandzombie By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]"Red Eyes" By [/box]
[box=#99cc99]Mil By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Danny By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Mossy Clem By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Bryce By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]Guillaume By [/box]
[box=#99cc99]The Masseuse By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]?☢️ By [/box]	[box=#99cc99]The DJ By [/box]

[box=#9999cc][H2]THE GO-GETTERS[/H2][/box] These zombies take care of the non-violent but still very much illegal activities. This includes cracking codes, good old thievery, and running information.

[box=#9999cc]Medusa By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]"Steve" By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]The Techsmith By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]The Chemist By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Drash By [/box]
[box=#9999cc]l3un! By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Suspect 3 By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]MK Postal Service By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Silica By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Angel By [/box]
[box=#9999cc]Suspect 4 By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Kasey By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Doug By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]"The Janitor" By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Avery By [/box]
[box=#9999cc]The Poet By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Duncan By [/box]	[box=#9999cc]Zombie Mnemonic By [/box]

[box=#E1B1E7][H2]HONORARY MUERTEKINGS[/H2][/box] For one reason or another, these guys can't be part of the gang, but they are allies nonetheless!

[box=#E1B1E7]Pomona By [/box]

[box=#E1B1E7]Decima By [/box]

[box=#E1B1E7]Kitara By [/box]

[box=#E1B1E7]The Pirate By [/box]

[box=#E1B1E7]The First Mate By [/box]

Avel's Character Roundup

(they're all links)

Charybdis 'Chary' Private Outfit Age: 26 Height: 6'1 Bodytype: Athletic

Mechanic by day, MK Lieutenant/Sergeant-At-Arms and fuck-shit-upper by night. Main talents are cat herding, punching things, and oddly, PR. She makes sure agreements are kept, rules are followed, and no one starts a zombie outbreak panic by giving zombies who are a bit too err...enthusiastic about converting people a stern talking to. Did not steal that mask from someone she stuffed in a closet. She is a strong zombie rights advocate and was a bit of a rabblerouser back on Subeta, who sided with Ecks up to a certain point. She moved to Atebus after yet another argument with her sister, Scylla, whos image conscious respectability focused activism infuriated her. Her mechanical parts came after she got injured a few times too often and needed replacements. Her joints are slowly degrading and being turned to goo by her worms.

Connections: 🔧 Dating Medusa 🔧 Has adopted Arden as a sort of little brother, aside from making sure he keeps his mask on, they bond over having irritating subetan siblings. 🔧 Goes up to UZ for Hair and Nails related pampering with Maxula 🔧 Snarks at Mal. He snarks back. Friendship? 🔧 Got her first Mk job by marching up to Mr. Smiley and demanding one. 🔧 Was introduced to Kitara by Medusa, and through her various other revolutionary elements whom you´ve never heard of.

Medusa Private Outfit Age: Twentysomething Height: 5'8 Body type: Curvy and soft

Her gf. Accomplished hacker and safe-cracker but not much of a fighter. Seems too nice to be in a gang. Seems being the operative word here. She works in a legit locksmiths/tech shop by day. She came to the attention of the gang for being good at unlocking tech people had definitely inherited from their grandfather and not stolen. They courted her, literally in the case of Chary.

im not really too creative, but id love hearing about other peoples characters

Malebolg 'The Surgeon' Private Outfit Age: 37 Height: 6'5 Body type: Kinda gangling with about as much muscle as he´s ever gonna get. Need a limb reattached for a small fee? Go down´t to that gas mask shop called Dante´s Inferno in LZ and ask for The Surgeon. Just don´t be surprised by his bedside manner or lack thereof. He may or may not have ever had a medical license. Previously known as Kaiju and very briefly Malcolm Algieri. He needed a usable name for his visa.

Mal is grumpy and deeply cynical. He picked his name to spite someone back when he lived on subeta, but no one knows who or what´s so spiteful about it. His mask is full of water, he uses a voice synthesizer to speak and his hooked up to a moving tank most of the time. His lab features scary looking subject tubes, which are used for immersive treatments. (He does appreciate the Masseuse taking over some of the more cosmetic stuff.)

Do not let him do orientation for a new zombie, he would traumatize the poor thing.He writes to Rochelle and sends her tech parts.

Mal chose his name on Subeta, but when he first arrived on Atebus he was known as Kaiju. While he used his skills to patch others up he primarily was a bruiser, and a pretty scary one at that. But Kaiju drew too much serious attention to himself, so he faked his death and Malebolg the mild mannered vapo cartridge seller had totally always been there officer.

Mal is loyal to a fault, if you´re gonna be turning on MK, don´t tell him your plans. Really don´t. He often refers to other MK members as his siblings and takes it very personally if someone hurts them. Currently channeling this into fixing them back up as well as he can.

Connections: 💉 Kaiju used to work with Zachary, but of course that has nothing to do with Mal, why is this even here? 💉 Tells Diana stories about Kaiju. 💉 He and Charybdis have a complicated status dance going on that mostly looks like them trading snark. 💉 Replaces Chary´s joints when they break, installed her cybernetics. 💉 Works with Danny and Bryce for said cybernetics. 💉 Feeds Danny´s butterflies, making Danny a bit jealous. It´s not his fault they try to follow him home! 💉 Also feeds The Janitor.

Smash-and-grab workshop raider. Fast and effective, though leaves quite a mess behind.

Unconcerned by bodily damage: he's already a skeleton, powered and held together by grumpiness and neon, so has nothing to fear from the bangs or zaps of Steamwork weapons (or his own explosives).

Mute since zombiehood: tongue and lungs etc rotted away with the rest of the flesh. Communicates primarily by texting, or would use Morse code if anybody else learned it. Do not ask him to use interpretive dance.

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Will probably answer to Steve, but only because you people insist on names.

Private Outfit

Arden works primarily as a bruiser who favours long weapons such as bats and pipes. He keeps his mouth covered because he will bite non-zombies otherwise, even while knowing it goes against the etiquette that the Muertekings have set up. He generally doesn't talk in front of non-zombies, and prides himself in being a bit of nuisance to the people he works with.

Arden's reasons for being on the moon aren't clear, but he has hinted that he doesn't get along well with a certain family member who he feels might have gotten too popular for his own good.

oh fun! since i have several, i'll put them under spoilers to not clutter things.

the bruiser

having mince for brains isn't ideal for making a functional gang member, but she's got enough grey matter knocking around to slice a throat and the ability to squish a limb back on when necessary and that's what matters. jokes about being 'the muscle' or 'a meathead' are not advised while in earshot for those looking to keep said ear.

the beast

yet another intimidation/bodyguard member, since the beak tends to scare off the living and claws aren't exactly conductive to more delicate skills. being able to fly would be more of an asset if it wouldn't get her shot out of the sky. the jacket may only just fit, but it's about all that she's got.

the techsmith

a skilled "refurbisher" of "junk parts". any accusations of ripping panels, chips, wiring kits, pressure regulators, antigrav field generators, or anything else off the hoverbikes of other citizens are wildly exaggerated. really. stop asking questions.

the chemist

stranded on Atebus with no funds, no transportation and no job after a disastrous incident involving infectious samples, the libertine lounge staff, and several lawsuits over 'unethical practices', it only seemed natural to make her way to the underbelly of Ziara. test subjects no one would miss, substances no one could trace... with what little remained of the supplies she had, she made herself useful synthesizing acids, poisons, and explosive compounds in exchange for... volunteer work from her new crew. tends to knock heads with 's doctor. cooperation was never her strong suit.

the masseuse

what does a grubby bunch of unliving hired guns, hackers and hackjobs need most? security? extra hands? muscle? someone with more than half a brain?
don't be a fool. naturally, the most important thing for any ragtag gang of misfits is relaxation.
and while she absolutely won't provide that, what she can provide is a nice long soak in her... treated bath mixes, and a couple flickery projections a vague approximation of the fine interior of the Shengui Guo bathhouse. Soak some sensation back into those dead limbs, chemically peel off those mysterious growths, and for the low, low price of not turning her in to the authorities, you too can take a nice relaxing bath specially designed for your individual strain by an "expert"!
Unliving with the Lobotomeat, Grosseries, Buzzkill and Vapors strains eligible for a special soak (all proceeds donated to the Muertekings food supply at no extra cost!).

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Private Outfit

Angel came to Atebus for Masquerade. She just wanted to dance and look pretty. However, no one wanted anything to do with her, and she wound up stranded. That's when the Muertekings stepped in. With her innocent face and charming ways, Angel is a perfect double agent when they need one. She also plays lookout on many occasions, using the wings one of the mechanics made her to remain unseen.

They all look super <3

The Mombie of the Muertekings. Grows mushrooms for that real taste of home, and makes sure that everyone has eaten properly.

Helps* the Libertine Lounge with their imports. When they're getting a big delivery for Masquerade, she cooks up a traditional Underground meal for the whole gang.

Private Outfit* for a given value of "help"

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Can deploy the dreaded Mom Voice when the young guns get too rowdy.

Has a mean frostingy glare if provoked.

infection progression

WIP, working on more

Toothi (creeping)by Nebet

Toothi is someone you don't want to run into in a dark Ziaran alley. She is good at fighting and intimidation. Her skills also help her to obtain various items the gang might need such as what is needed to build hoverbikes and the like.

here is Symanda. Private Outfit she worked in the fashion world before catching the virus that killed her. everyone around her shunned her thinking her broken skin was contagious, but worse, that her ugliness deemed her work ethic, designs and dreams as worthless. she had always been drawn to the Masquerade, since she was alive, and finally managed after so much time to get herself to the Ball. she wore an outfit she had designed and made herself, and a mask that carefully covered the pustules on her face, the deformities that made her so very self-conscious. all was wondrous until her mask slipped, and her fellow dancers started staring and muttering. she fled the Ballroom horrified, distraught, once again her dreams had been shattered, the little self-confidence that she had so tenuously stitched together unravelled. she had been hiding, lost, on a dark street corner, when a jacket was suddenly thrown across her shoulders, and from that moment, she was part of a family. a group of creatures just like her, rejected and shunned, just trying to fit in, to contribute. well, now she could do exactly that. she worked as the Muertekings' seamstress, altering clothing to fit deformed bodies, mending tears and rips, and cleaning some of the stains that were particularly suspicioustricky to get out. when she was gifted her own jacket, she added her own flair to it with embroidery and extra embellishments. she finally felt comfortable in her own skin, even more so than when she was alive.

...Oh dear. It´s not his either. Small mercies that he mainly does medicine and prosthetic work. Some people might need to run interference. Do NOT make them share space. (Or do the fireworks might be fun)

Private Outfit