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Hiya all! Title says it all, here is mine:

Johannes Volker


Early Life
Born on August 24th, in the year 1788, Johannes Volker was the second son of a wealthy Coal mine owner in South-West Silesia, Reinhardt Volker. Hailing from a coal mining village just outside of Breslau, Johan grew up to a life of luxury; he did not have to work in the mines, and spent most of his days reading his fathers books. As a young man, Johan knew that his older brother would take control of the family's mine when his father passed, and decided to dedicate the early years of his life to his education. Johan has a very gifted student, talented in latin, mathematics, and philosophy, Johan soon outgrew his Volksschule teaching, and decided it was time to go to a university.

Education
In 1805 Johan packed up his belonging (a few sketchbooks, a journal, and a collection of books on philosophy) and moved into Breslau to attend university there. His first year Johan excelled in his philosophy classes, but received negative marks by many of his other teachers for his habit of questioning their judgment, and for refusing to follow direct instructions. Loving life among the middle-class educated population of Breslau, Johan spent many nights in taverns, houses, libraries and other such locations ferociously debating with his peers. Were it philosophy, politics, war, or any other number of subjects, Johan would debate for hours on end. This explosive personality led him to become a leader among students, guiding them with his fiery words.


Invasion
One year later, when Napoleon's forces invaded Prussia, Johan longed to fight for his home; however, because of his age, and his father's influence he could not fight for Prussia. Luckily for him he was saved the bloody fights at Jena and other locations throughout Prussia, and watched in pain as his country was subjugated by France. Fuming at the defeat of his country, Johan would dedicate the next years of his life to fighting the French in any way possible.

For the next three years of his life, Johan would outwardly speak against the French, and organized students against them. Never taking any real action, Johan simply riled up his classmates with patriotic fever and preached to them the glory of an independent German state. This period of resistance culminated in 1809, when Johan was invited to the New University of Berlin, to be taught by Johann Gottlieb Fichte, a strong advocate for revolution. Johan was taught the ideals of German nationalism, and became even more fiercely opposed to French rule. For the next three years, Johan would remain at the New University of Berlin, learning and growing more and more bold with his speeches and writings against the french.

The Wars of Liberation
When  King Frederich Wilhelm III sent out his call for the German people to rise in 1812, and called for the creation of a landwehr, Johan was one of the most adamant supporters of the revolution and quickly rushed back home to Silesia. Back home Johan wasted no time, and with the help of his father and older brother, began mobilizing the people in and around Breslau, calling for them to come join and fight the French. Together they rounded up well over a thousand men, and gather with other men from around Silesia to form the Silesian landwehr. The men from in and around Breslau were numbered 4th in line of the Silesain landwehr regiments. Johan's father Reinhardt was made Major of the First Battalion. His older Brother Heinrich was made Kapitain of B Kompanie. As for Johan, he was made PremierLeutnant of the 1. Zug 1. Battalion. The brave Silesians were low on equipment and weapons, but high in spirit. Marching on to meet with the rest of the army of the 6th coalition the 4. Silesian landwehr was attached to the army of Silesia, 7th Brigade, along with the 15. Silesian Landwehr and 3 battalions of the Leib Infanterie regiment. Over the summer of 1813 the 4th was trained by the Leib regiment until their soldiers were just as ready for battle as the footguards.

To Battle
Meeting armies of the 6th Coalition the Prussian army marched from  Wartenburg to meet Napoleon on the field at Leipzig. Part of the 380,000 fallied force, the 7th Brigade was initially held in reserve. Johan surveyed the battlefield, awed by it's sheer scale and horrible destruction. Having never seen combat before, Johan was sick at his first sight of a Russian soldier, torn in two by a cannon ball. Two days after the start of the battle, on October 18th 1813, 30,000 men of the Silesian army were moved to the front by the Parthe River to reinforce  Langeron's Russians. The 7th Brigade was called upon to be some of those reinforcements. The next day the Prussian reinforcements were sent forward to capture Leipzig, and to prevent a french escape. The 7th Brigade was in the second wave of attackers to attempt to pry Leipzig from the French. On the Chilly morning, Johan lined his platoon in front of the village, calming his men, although he himself was shaking to the bone. Just a few hundred meters away, the dying groans of hundreds of men could be heard, an endless chorus of agony amid the thundering artillery. After what seemed like hours, the order to advance was given, and the 4th Regiment began it's slow methodical advance to Leipzig. Just seconds after the advance was started, prussian Fusiliers were sent forward to harry the French; With bullets cracking all around then the men of 1. Zug advanced, unwavering, at 150 meters the first man as sent tumbling to the floor as a bullet lodged itself in his gut, the unteroffizers yelled to close the gaps and the march continued. Soon the dull thud of bullets hitting their targets became a familiar sound, as more and more men fell out of line. At 60 meters, when Johan could begin to make out the facial features of the men shooting from behind the barricades, he ordered the charge. A deafening cry went up as the Silesians were let free, individual clumps of men began charging individual ad-hoc fortresses. All over Men in blue and yellow climbed over thrown together barricades, bayoneting the weary defends where they stood. Elated by the charge at the barricade Johan rallied a dozen men around him and charged a house holding a collection of Frenchman and Poles, spanning a dozen different regiments. The door was barred by a stout Polish sergeant, who had a missing tooth and a unruly mustache on his upper lip. His face frozen in a snarl Johan lowered his pistol and fired it point-blank into the Poles open mouth. Spraying gore on the wall behind him, the Pole offered an opportunity for the men surrounding Johan to charge the door and effortlessly make short work of the cramped French and Polish defenders in the hovel. Johann was in shock, not believing that he took the man's life. The trance as broken quickly when one Johan's unteroffiziers forcefully pulled him into the blood soaked cottage. As Johan looked out the small window of the hovel, he was blown backwards by a massive explosion. Ears ringing he looked up to see the bridge prematurely detonated, leaving thousands of French dead, and thousands more stranded. Aware of how hopeless the situation was, the Frenchmen on the wrong side of the river quickly gave up their arms, and surrendered to the Prussians.

The Battle of Leipzig was won.

More to come tommorrow night!
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Re: Create a historical background for your NW character!
« Reply #1 on: November 09, 2013, 03:47:26 pm »
My guy was a sheep fondler, who fondled sheep and loved getting his white beard really into the wool. He was shot while going into Johan's room while looking for sheep to fondle and it's why Mack doesn't play NW anymore

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« Reply #2 on: November 09, 2013, 05:25:45 pm »
Abii would smash down trees with his head and eat raw meat for fun.

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« Reply #3 on: November 10, 2013, 07:44:13 am »
My guy was a sheep fondler, who fondled sheep and loved getting his white beard really into the wool. He was shot while going into Johan's room while looking for sheep to fondle and it's why Mack doesn't play NW anymore

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Haha that was wonderful Mack, thank you, I haven't laughed that hard in a while. :)
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« Reply #4 on: December 08, 2013, 09:36:15 am »
                                                                    Thomas Gordon Baker
Born on January 21st, 1884, Thomas Baker was the eldest son in an Irish American family of seven, he lived with his five brothers Jacob, Lawrence, Andrew, Matthew, and Stanley and his father Patrick and his mother Alice. At a young age Thomas grew ill with scarlet fever and was not expected to live. His fever broke and he continued on with his life. He went to school in a small town in Minden, a small town in Western Iowa, where he received very good marks. He had a dream of being an officer in the US Army like his father was in the Civil War, he had dreams of going to West Point, he applied himself wholly in everything he did and asked his father to speak with a senator about him attending west point. The hard work paid off as he was accepted into West Point at the age of twenty three. For the next four years he perfected the art of tactics, combat, movement, and admittedly charming ladies.
                                                                        The War Years
On May 19th of 1911 Thomas Gordon Baker was awarded  the rank of Infantry Captain. In 1917 the United States entered the Great War and and Thomas was stationed in Kansas. When the Big Red One was being formed he was put on a list to be a major in that Division. He was stationed with the 16th Regiment, 1st Infantry Division, they trained for months preparing for the war. When they arrived in France there was much fanfare and Thomas was badly wounded in the first action a Cantigny, a fragment struck him in the shin invalidating him for combat. He refused to leave France and took the occupation of quartermaster at the headquarters. Each day he would see lines of men returning from the front, sullen, battered, bloodied. He wished to return to the Front as his sense of personal responsibility for his men was more crippling than his wound. He returned back to the Front and his unit in time for the Meuse-Argonne offensive where he spent the final days of the war. Upon returning home he felt distant from his family and grew tired of the chatter of how heroic he was.
                                                                         After the War
Two years after his return from France, Thomas met Angela Crawford, a woman whose brother was killed at the Marne, they were married in 1927 and had three children, Jacob, Andrea, and Steven. Jacob was named for Thomas' youngest brother killed in the Argonne, and Steven for his spouses' elder brother. They had twelve grandchildren and saw 40 years of peaceful marriage. In January of 1967 Thomas had a stroke and on February 12th 1967 he was laid to rest. In a Cemetery outside of Marne, Iowa.
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« Reply #5 on: December 09, 2013, 09:47:54 am »
This seems like more creative/alt history sort of stuff and to prevent the serious types and the comedy types from getting into conflict I am moving this over to ~Media~.

Get those creative juices flowing now.

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« Reply #6 on: December 09, 2013, 03:03:34 pm »
*Eagerly awaiting Thundersnow*
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« Reply #8 on: December 10, 2013, 07:08:34 am »
                                                                    Thomas Gordon Baker
Born on January 21st, 1884, Thomas Baker was the eldest son in an Irish American family of seven, he lived with his five brothers Jacob, Lawrence, Andrew, Matthew, and Stanley and his father Patrick and his mother Alice. At a young age Thomas grew ill with scarlet fever and was not expected to live. His fever broke and he continued on with his life. He went to school in a small town in Minden, a small town in Western Iowa, where he received very good marks. He had a dream of being an officer in the US Army like his father was in the Civil War, he had dreams of going to West Point, he applied himself wholly in everything he did and asked his father to speak with a senator about him attending west point. The hard work paid off as he was accepted into West Point at the age of twenty three. For the next four years he perfected the art of tactics, combat, movement, and admittedly charming ladies.
                                                                        The War Years
On May 19th of 1911 Thomas Gordon Baker was awarded  the rank of Infantry Captain. In 1917 the United States entered the Great War and and Thomas was stationed in Kansas. When the Big Red One was being formed he was put on a list to be a major in that Division. He was stationed with the 16th Regiment, 1st Infantry Division, they trained for months preparing for the war. When they arrived in France there was much fanfare and Thomas was badly wounded in the first action a Cantigny, a fragment struck him in the shin invalidating him for combat. He refused to leave France and took the occupation of quartermaster at the headquarters. Each day he would see lines of men returning from the front, sullen, battered, bloodied. He wished to return to the Front as his sense of personal responsibility for his men was more crippling than his wound. He returned back to the Front and his unit in time for the Meuse-Argonne offensive where he spent the final days of the war. Upon returning home he felt distant from his family and grew tired of the chatter of how heroic he was.
                                                                         After the War
Two years after his return from France, Thomas met Angela Crawford, a woman whose brother was killed at the Marne, they were married in 1927 and had three children, Jacob, Andrea, and Steven. Jacob was named for Thomas' youngest brother killed in the Argonne, and Steven for his spouses' elder brother. They had twelve grandchildren and saw 40 years of peaceful marriage. In January of 1967 Thomas had a stroke and on February 12th 1967 he was laid to rest. In a Cemetery outside of Marne, Iowa.

Wow! That's really cool! It feels incredibly accurate! :)

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« Reply #9 on: December 10, 2013, 10:10:01 am »
Seriously, be creative. If your going to be funny put some effort into it like the guys who did their research.

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The Myth of the REJEBORN
« Reply #10 on: December 11, 2013, 02:15:37 am »
The Myth of the REJEBORN


Part One: Dark Beginnings


The year was 1779, and it was a dark and thunderous night in Winchester, England. A young woman, swollen with pregnancy, and her male friend had camped in a stable near an inn, which was unfortunately full. While she was in labour, three wise guys came to the stable, weighed down by treasure chests of gold and gifts. They said that they had come to offer gifts to the King of the Blobmanians, and they had followed the brightest star of a new constellation of a mushroom cloud to reach their destination. Unfortunately for the wise men, the inhabitants of the nearby inn, and the mother and “just a friend”, the baby that was soon born was absurdly violent and slew them all. The incident became known to locals as the East Winchester Massacre, and was a great mystery.
 
The psychotic infant crawled away from the scene, and while crawling, slipped down a steep cliff into the great Antarctic Ocean. For most newborn children, this would have been a one-way journey, but there was a pod of great white sharks at the scene, and having seen his feats of battle at the stable, they admired his ferocity and took him under their wing.



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   The child was raised by those sharks into a peerless predator, and by the age of 14 he completed his test of manhood by sinking a frigate with a number of well-placed punches and bites.

   It was this feat that caused the King of Britannia, Duke Wellington, to take notice of the shark population in the Antarctic Channel separating the great island nation from France. For years, the body of water had been infested, to the point of making swimming a recklessly dangerous activity, and there was already a 100 schilling bounty on any shark caught in those waters. Duke Wellington increased the bounty to 500 schillings, in an effort to reduce the population and make the area safe again, but this only increased the frequency of attacks; there were more fishermen hunting the sharks, but with the child at the sharks’ lead, the fishermen were the hunted.

   Annoyed at the failure of the bounty, Duke Wellington rounded up the best of the best in the field, and went out himself to hunt down the sharks. He commissioned a special ironclad ship, which the sharks could not possibly bite through. Indeed, the sharks could not penetrate the metallic hull, and they instead circled the ship, while the child climbed aboard to slay the crew. There, he met the Duke, and after he slew the entire crew, he casually remarked that the Duke needed a bigger boat. The Duke recognized the incredible talent for slaughter held by this boy, and offered to adopt him and train as his own. The boy accepted, and was christened Bicep Danger Killington, in honour of the many he had killed. Without the leadership of the boy, the shark attacks returned to the previous levels, and the channel was safe once more.

   Duke Wellington sent the boy to the Royal St. McEwan Kill-Deathing Military Academy in London. Unfortunately, young Bicep was involved with a number of “accidents” that were gratuitously fatal for others involved. Despite his and the Duke’s assurances that they were only accidents, he was very near to being expelled for his indiscriminate killings.



Modern Dramatized Biopic of Killington’s School Days


Part Two: Total War


   Luckily, in 1803 Napoleon declared war on the civilized world of Britannia, Russia, Prussia, and the Netherlands. The Duke of Wellington formed the 25th “Wellington’s Fist” Regiment of Foot Horse, led by the Second-Lieutenant-Adjutant-Colonel Killington. Throughout the war, the 25th Regiment of Foot Horse was the premier fighting force of the Coalition.



   Our historians actually have no idea who he’s stabbing, but whoever they are, they obviously got on the wrong side of Democracy

Killington was known for his brutal tactics, driving his troops to their physical limits and beyond, and he was a master of psychological warfare. He never took prisoners, and when he captured an enemy general, he always fought them one on one with bayonets.

In 1815, Napoleon and his generals marched on Quatre-Bas, where they were met by the forces of the Coalition, and the 25th Regiment of Foot Horse performed quite bravely. It was during this battle that a cannonball was fired directly at the Duke Wellington. Killington was by his side, and having saw the projectile incoming, he stabbed the cannonball with his bayonetted-sword and deflected it towards General Ney.

This saved the Duke Wellington and killed Ney, but alas the sword shattered in the deed, and a splinter damaged the hero’s eye beyond repair. In celebration of his heroism, after the battle Killington found the corpse of Ney and devoured his heart to absorb Ney's power.

   Unfortunately this brutality did not bode entirely well for him. Napoleon’s spy network was all throughout the Coalition, and they exacerbated existing rumours that declared Killington to be a demon. Of course this was true, and did indeed explain the man’s glorious combat capability, and despite the hundreds of constables slain in the attempt, the Second-Lieutenant-Adjutant-Colonel was captured, and was set to be burned at the stake. Tragically, the instant that he was lit, there was a bright flash, instantly followed by a great shockwave and searing heat. The crowd that had gathered to watch was slain by the explosion, as were the rest of the 25th Regiment of Foot Horse, who had come to see off their glorious commander. No remains of Killington were ever found at the explosion site.



We don’t get it either

With the greatest bayonet-fighter and commander of men the world had ever seen "dead", Napoleon had little difficulty in the war, winning countless victory after victory against the allied forces. As a desperate tactic, Austrian occult scientists developed a zombie plague, and it destroyed the French forces almost single-handedly in a month’s time.
 
The coalition rejoiced, but it was soon apparent that the Austrians would not stop there, they intended to conquer the world with their new super-weapon.
 
At the behest of their Austrian masters, the zombies ravaged the countryside of continental Europe, and they had reached Waterloo, where the remnants of the Prussian, British, and Dutch forces waited to die with honour.
 
In the peak of the battle, as men from both sides fell to the ravaging appetite of the Zombie partisans, it is said that Wellington did say aloud, "If there be any god, may he aid us in our plight and lend us a hand to kill these Zombie bastards."
 

Part Three: The Second Coming


According to the few surviving eyewitnesses, Mt. Winchester, the tallest mountain in the world, then exploded in a thunderous eruption, unleashing a small brigade of hellish warriors, the reborn Killington at their lead. He preached of the word of the Rejenorst, and he muted all those who denied the power of Reje.
 


It went a little something like this

After the zombie horde had been destroyed, Rejeington (for that was his new name) did appear before Wellington and he slapped him in the face for not supporting him when he was rightfully accused of his demonic nature.
 
Wellington and a few of their supporters were exiled to Elba, and Rejeington assumed the presidency of the British Empire.
 
Within a week, the zombies had been driven out of Belgium, and the Coalition, under the command of President Bicep Danger Rejeington, was marching through continental Europe with the ultimate goal of sieging Vienna.
 
The war was going well, the army of Rejeington used their Reje-given strength and tactics to crush the overwhelming numbers of the Austrian zombies.
 
During the liberation of France, the campaign took a tragic turn. 'Twas the Battle of Paris (the archaic name of the modern French capital of Rejeis), but just before it began, the exiled Wellington returned from his exile with a fresh and extremely large force of trained zombie warriors, under the banner of the false god; Blobmania, and flanked the honourable gentlemen of the Rejeistan Brits.


Artist’s representation

In that battle, Rejeington personally slew both Wellington and Karl Philipp, but defeat was inevitable. The Austro-Anglo-Zombie forces won a pyrrhic victory that day, but the body of Rejeington was never found.


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However, in the new Austro-Anglo-Zombie Empire that mainland Europe became, there arose a number of rumours of a shadowy warrior, ambushing caravans and slaying Zombies, Russians, Britons, and French with impunity.
 
In darkly lit corners of taverns, and in the alleys where none can overhear, weary travelers talk of Him. “They should have acted” they say. “He’s already here, the Rejeistan scrolls told of His return.”
 
When children misbehave, their parents warn them of Him, for His defeat, was merely delay, of the time after Europe had fallen; after the Zombies of Austria would topple a civilization.

But no one wanted to believe, believe he even existed, and when the truth finally dawns, it dawns in fire. There is none He fears.
 
In the Austrian tongue, He is 'Canadian'.
 
« Last Edit: February 04, 2014, 04:28:50 am by Killington »
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« Reply #11 on: December 11, 2013, 03:39:53 am »
Howe- A tale of revolution, war, and adventure

In 1793, Howe was born of a mule after it shit itself from hearing the Siege of Toulon. Thinking the spawn was just fecal matter, the mule left Howe for dead. A French soldier picked up Howe, seeing past his shit layer. After the battle and one bullet in the soldier's shoulder, the frog brought Howe to Connecticut, USA to escape war-torn Europe. There Howe grew up happy as a well-mannered Christian. It wasn't until 1813 that his life changed forever.
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On November 20th, 1813, new ideas from Europe were arriving in America. At the Bridgeport dock, a book seemed gleam among all the others. Going against his principles, he stole the book. It wasn't until he reached Hartford that he realized what the book was. It was Karl Marx's "Communist Manifesto", which seemed to have come from the not-to-distant future. Howe read the book day and night, embracing new atheistic and socialist ideals. At the age of only 11, Howe came out to his father as a proud Atheist Socialist. His father whipped and beat the boy bloody. After, Howe ran away across war-torn America, joining the ranks of Andrew Jackson.
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In 1814, it was official, Howe was in Andrew Jackson's army. He was an obedient soldier, keeping his ideology to himself and obeying orders. One day, Jackson landed upon a Creek village and vowed to plunder it. Howe walked up to Jackson, declaring the slaughter unprovoked and morally wrong. Jackson simply replied, "bugger that, kill the injuns!". Howe ran soon after those words into the woods being chased by American infantrymen. The men formed a firing line as Howe ran and fired their volley but it missed and Howe miraculously escaped.
Howe escaped this!
A deserted and well-renowned coward, Howe escaped to Europe only to find more violence. After Napoleon's defeat by Wellington in 1815, Howe saw his chance to climb the ladder politically in weakened France. He did just this, becoming an outspoken atheist and revolutionary for many years. It is thought his words inspired the infamous 1830 Revolutions in Paris. He quickly joined the revolutionary army as an aspiring officer. But in the streets of Paris as he lead an assault on royalists, he was taken captive by British spies.
See Howe leading the glorious firing line?
Howe was to be transported to Britain to face English punishment. Upon his arrival, Howe managed to escape and fled to the Welsh countryside. He was thought to be dead but finally in 1840, he lead another glorious revolution against the English. Defeat after defeat had the Brits running all the way to London.
Howe's army emulated that of Napoleon's. Here is the infamous "Fighting Howe" Regiment fighting in the streets of London
It was in the streets of London where Howe's revolution met its end. The British held and destroyed Howe's army but failed to capture Howe himself. Howe was making his way to Prussia. He finally arrived but in one day in 1849, he had the oddest desire to check the publication of his "Communist Manifesto". He realized that this book was meant to published soon and so he set out to meet its creator, Karl Marx. Eventually, he found the man and revealed his story as a failed revolutionary. Karl Marx enlisted the middle-aged Howe as one of his first followers. In 1852, Howe set out with a small company of 100 socialists. As he marched towards Berlin, he gained almost 1,000 socialist soldiers. There, in front of Berlin, Howe demanded the government surrender itself to socialism. The government denied and sallied forth its troops. 60,000 Prussians faced Howe's 1,000 socialist soldiers. On January 13th, 1853, the Prussians attacked eagerly. Howe repelled each and every attack the Prussians threw at him. Eventually, his forces were whittled down to 300 men but he repulsed the attack of 10,000 Prussians. The Prussian army was destroyed and Howe marched into Berlin, flying his proud socialist flag.
Howe marches his 300 men into Berlin.
It was in Berlin that Howe established his socialist paradise. On July 4th, 1860, the old Howe was assassinated by Nationalistic rebels known as Tibbert and Weave. The two stabbed the old man as he walked to his modest house and attempted a coup. The coup failed as angry peasants and soldiers torn the two apart in the streets.
The assassination of Howe. Statesman, soldier, revolutionary, and leader.
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Re: The Myth of the REJEBORN
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The Myth of the REJEBORN


Part One: Dark Beginnings


The year was 1779, and it was a dark and thunderous night in Winchester, England. A young woman, swollen with pregnancy, and her male friend had camped in a stable near an inn, which was unfortunately full. While she was in labour, three wise guys came to the stable, weighed down by treasure chests of gold and gifts. They said that they had come to offer gifts to the King of the Blobmanians, and they had followed the brightest star of a new constellation of a mushroom cloud to reach their destination. Unfortunately for the wise men, the inhabitants of the nearby inn, and the mother and “just a friend”, the baby that was soon born was absurdly violent and slew them all. The incident became known to locals as the East Winchester Massacre, and was a great mystery.
 
The psychotic infant crawled away from the scene, and while crawling, slipped down a steep cliff into the great Antarctic Ocean. For most newborn children, this would have been a one-way journey, but there was a pod of great white sharks at the scene, and having seen his feats of battle at the stable, they admired his ferocity and took him under their wing.



Killington’s baby pictures

   The child was raised by those sharks into a peerless predator, and by the age of 14 he completed his test of manhood by sinking a frigate with a number of well-placed punches and bites.

   It was this feat that caused the King of Britannia, Duke Wellington, to take notice of the shark population in the Antarctic Channel separating the great island nation from France. For years, the body of water had been infested, to the point of making swimming a recklessly dangerous activity, and there was already a 100 schilling bounty on any shark caught in those waters. Duke Wellington increased the bounty to 500 schillings, in an effort to reduce the population and make the area safe again, but this only increased the frequency of attacks; there were more fishermen hunting the sharks, but with the child at the sharks’ lead, the fishermen were the hunted.

   Annoyed at the failure of the bounty, Duke Wellington rounded up the best of the best in the field, and went out himself to hunt down the sharks. He commissioned a special ironclad ship, which the sharks could not possibly bite through. Indeed, the sharks could not penetrate the metallic hull, and they instead circled the ship, while the child climbed aboard to slay the crew. There, he met the Duke, and after he slew the entire crew, he casually remarked that the Duke needed a bigger boat. The Duke recognized the incredible talent for slaughter held by this boy, and offered to adopt him and train as his own. The boy accepted, and was christened Bicep Danger Killington, in honour of the many he had killed. Without the leadership of the boy, the shark attacks returned to the previous levels, and the channel was safe once more.

   Duke Wellington sent the boy to the Royal St. McEwan Kill-Deathing Military Academy in London. Unfortunately, young Bicep was involved with a number of “accidents” that were gratuitously fatal for others involved. Despite his and the Duke’s assurances that they were only accidents, he was very near to being expelled for his indiscriminate killings.



Modern Japanese Dramatized Biopic of Killington’s School Days


Part Two: Savage Warfare


   Luckily, in 1803 Napoleon declared war on the civilized world of Britannia, Russia, Prussia, and the Netherlands. The Duke of Wellington formed the 25th “Wellington’s Fist” Regiment of Foot Horse, led by the Second-Lieutenant-Adjutant-Colonel Killington. Throughout the war, the 25th Regiment of Foot Horse was the premier fighting force of the Coalition.



   Our historians actually have no idea who he’s stabbing, but whoever they are, they obviously got on the wrong side of Democracy

Killington was known for his brutal tactics, driving his troops to their physical limits and beyond, and he was a master of psychological warfare. He never took prisoners, and when he captured an enemy general, he always fought them one on one with bayonets.

In 1815, Napoleon and his generals marched on Quatre-Bas, where they were met by the forces of the Coalition, and the 25th Regiment of Foot Horse performed quite bravely. It was during this battle that a cannonball was fired directly at the Duke Wellington. Killington was by his side, and having saw the projectile incoming, he stabbed the cannonball with his bayonetted-sword and deflected it towards General Ney.

This saved the Duke Wellington and killed Ney, but alas the sword shattered in the deed, and a splinter damaged the hero’s eye beyond repair. In celebration of his heroism, after the battle Killington found the corpse of Ney and devoured heart to absorb his power.

   Unfortunately this brutality did not bode entirely well for him. Napoleon’s spy network was all throughout the Coalition, and they exacerbated existing rumours that declared Killington to be a devil. Of course this was true, and did indeed explain the man’s glorious combat capability, and despite the hundreds of constables slain the attempt, the Second-Lieutenant-Adjutant-Colonel was captured, and was set to be burned at the stake. Tragically, the instant that he was lit, there was a bright flash, instantly followed by a great shockwave and searing heat. The crowd that had gathered to watch was slain by the explosion, as were the rest of the 25th Regiment of Foot Horse, who had come to see off their glorious commander. No remains of Killington were ever found at the explosion site.



We don’t either

With the greatest bayonet-fighter and commander of men the world had ever seen "dead", Napoleon had little difficulty in the war, winning countless victory after victory against the allied forces. As a desperate tactic, Austrian occult scientists developed a zombie plague, and it destroyed the French forces almost single-handedly in a month’s time.
 
The coalition rejoiced, but it was soon apparent that the Austrians would not stop there, they intended to conquer the world with their new super-weapon.
 
At the behest of their Russian masters, the zombies ravaged the countryside of continental Europe, and they had reached Waterloo, where the remnants of the Prussian, British, and Dutch forces waited to die with honour.
 
In the peak of the battle, as men from both sides fell to the ravaging appetite of the Zombie partisans, it is said that Wellington did say aloud, "If there be any god, may he aid us in our plight and lend us a hand to kill these Zombie bastards."
 

Part Three: Second Coming


According to the few surviving eyewitnesses, Mt. Winchester, the tallest mountain in the world, then exploded in a thunderous eruption, unleashing a small brigade of hellish warriors, the reborn Killington at their lead. He preached of the word of the Rejenorst, and he muted all those who denied the power of Reje.
 


It went a little something like this

After the zombie horde had been destroyed, Rejeington (for that was his new name) did appear before Wellington and he slapped him in the face for not supporting him when he was rightfully accused of his demonic nature.
 
Wellington and a few of their supporters were exiled to Elba, and Rejeington assumed the presidency of the British Empire.
 
Within a week, the zombies had been driven out of Belgium, and the Coalition, under the command of President Bicep Danger Rejeington, was marching through continental Europe with the ultimate goal of sieging Vienna.
 
The war was going well, the army of Rejeington used their Reje-given strength and tactics to crush the overwhelming numbers of the Austrian zombies.
 
During the liberation of France, the campaign took a tragic turn. 'Twas the Battle of Paris (the archaic name of the modern French capital of Rejeis), but just before it began, the exiled Wellington returned from his exile with a fresh and extremely large force of trained zombie warriors, under the banner of the false god; Blobmania, and flanked the honourable gentleman of the Rejeistan Brits.


Artist’s representation

In that battle, Rejeington personally slew both Wellington and Karl Philipp, but defeat was inevitable. The Austro-Anglo-Zombie forces won a pyrrhic victory that day, but the body of Rejeington was never found.


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However, in the new Austro-Anglo-Zombie Empire that mainland Europe became, there arose a number of rumours of a shadowy warrior, ambushing caravans and slaying Zombies, Russians, Britons, and French with impunity.
 
In darkly lit corners of taverns, and in the alleys where none can overhear, weary travelers talk of Him. “They should have acted” they say. “He’s already here, the Rejeistan scrolls told of His return.”
 
When children misbehave, their parents warn them of Him, for His defeat, was merely delay, of the time after Europe had fallen; after the Zombies of Austria would topple a civilization.

But no one wanted to believe, believe he even existed, and when the truth finally dawns, it dawns in fire. There is none He fears.
 
In the Austrian tongue, He is 'Canadian'.
 


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