Name:
Betty Smith

Age:
72

Appearance:
She looks like grandma - the one you love - with a ready smile and sage advice just brimming beneath her wrinkled lips. White hair in a carefully maintained perm. She's a respectable 5'6" and 140lbs, some of which is still muscle that hasn't atrophied with age. On TV, she looks out of place, in her slip-on slippers and pink floral housecoat. Beneath that are a slew of tattoos, ranging from the mundane to the lewd. Most noticeable is the half sleeve of grotesque demon devouring the world.

Equipment:

• Machine gun scooter - Grandma's mobility scooter lost the basket and added a mounted machine gun, the scooter itself has been nicely reinforced and souped up to go faster than the average 10 mph.
• SP 2009
• Buttercup - a rottweiler/pit bull mix with a mean temperament

Bio:
Betty was born and raised Baltimore. She's lived across the street from the B&O Railroad Museum since her first baby, and now that the cameras have come to town, she has her eye on taking the complex. Her kids have had many kids of their own, many of whom had less than legal occupations prior to Malleus setting up shop. She's maintained a good relationship with many of her "babies" and can rely on them to bring some extra protection into play. If she likes you, she'll still make you a nice home-cooked meal. Otherwise, you're lucky if it's Buttercup who greets you, and not the the SIG or the machine gun scooter.

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Name:
Victor Michaels, commonly known as "Vic"

Age:
34

Appearance:
An athletic black man, Vic is tall, and muscular, standing at 6'2" and weighing in at about 230lbs. His hair is kept buzzed, with a neatly trimmed goatee. He has no distinguishing marks - tattoos or otherwise. He often wears his jersey, and most would find it hard to not recognize the man, given his notoriety even before hell broke loose in Baltimore.

Equipment: Vic is one of the bigger names Malleus signed on to the show. As such, he often "finds" the more fun equipment.

• Football bombs (3)
• 1 Handheld Drone equipped with tear gas canister
• KA-BAR 2486
• KA-BAR Big Brother
• Pack of fighting dogs: Vic's own breeding projects that were brought to Baltimore with him, 6 males and 2 females all between 2-3 years and through more than their fair share of fights. They're nasty creatures, abused and trained to be vicious.

Bio:
Vic was the starting quarterback for the Buffalo Bills for three years. The Bills had yet to get to the playoffs with Vic, but things had been looking up for the beleaguered team and city. A string of scandals rocked Vic's life and the team. While he had presented himself as a somewhat aloof character, the truth was he was a simmering psychopath beneath the surface. The first scandal to break was that of a rather extensive dog fighting ring that he managed. Then, cameras at a hotel in Niagara Falls, Canada, caught him beating his fiancee unconscious. Rumors of a prostitution ring also emerged but no supporting evidence made it's way to the public or court system.

He was given a one season suspension and received 5 years probation in court for the domestic assault. He married his fiancee six months later. One year ago, he signed a deal with the Baltimore Ravens, second string, but he was back in the game and planning his comeback when financial disaster struck and he found himself having to declare bankruptcy. Malleus approached him not long after and Vic accepted without hesitation.

He's taken up shop in the Baltimore Aquarium, though how long he can hold out there is anybody's guess. Tune in next week to find out!

Name: Miles Grady
Age: 42
Appearance: A worn-down, ashen looking African American man that looks like he's been ill for a while.

Equipment: Mosin Nagant 1891/30 PU variant; it's effective and inexpensive. He also has a .38 revolver that he got out of the attic of a dead relative, and a little ammo. Plenty of food and water in his little nest, along with a pair of binoculars. Some books.

Bio: Miles is a lifelong Baltimore resident that worked as a custodian at the Enoch-Pratt Free Library after it became hard to get a job after a conviction for theft and drug use following his return from military service. He cleaned up and took the job through a program for veterans. He was, up until Malleus bought the city, a patient at Johns Hopkins for his cancer, which is thought to be a result of exposure to certain materials during his military service. From the tower on the west side of the Basilica, he is part of the effort to keep the Pratt out of the hands of the people that the TV guys are landing in the city to kill and maim for entertainment. After all, the librarians of the Pratt, most of whom are his friends and coworkers, are holed up there, trying to make it through.

He has a long line of sight from that particular location and no particular need to survive the onslaught.

Name: Ryder Thompson

Age: 24

Appearance: He is tall, and well built. The brutal, intense environment has worn him down, physically, and mentally, so that he not only feels, but looks, like an empty shell of a man. His light skinned body is covered in ripped jeans, and what now looks like a white tee shirt, even though it once was grey. His face is lost in memories, often wandering off as he walks droopily, dazed by what has happened to him.

Equipment: His tattered clothes, and armed with a M1911 Pistol that he bought for the blood curtling death trap he was about to enter.

Bio: he was his father's least favorite out of him and his older brother. Over the years he has grown to hate his sibling. He grew up in Chicago, with his mother, for a short period of time, his father, and his older brother. His mother and father worked, and when she died, only his father provided income for his family, and they grew poor. When he was 20, he left for Pennsylvania, to get away from his father, who treated him like shit, and his favorited brother. When he came back to visit, they were broke, almost homeless, and in dopier need of funds. Even the money Ryder did have wasn't enough to help them. That's when he made the decision to go to Baltimore, for the prize that might await, it might be the only chance he had to save his family.

Name: Warren Trottel
Age: 17

Appearance:
Sporting a dress shirt and half apron, he looks like he's ready to cater your every need. Warren stands an undaunting 5'8", with his skeletal build only adding to his timid waiter appearance. Unkempt black hair frames his dismal expression. What were once playful brown eyes have lost their gleam, and having to turn his opponents into swiss cheese for the amusement of whatever sick bastards are watching isn't helping.

Equipment:

• Meat Cleaver
• Knife set
• Beretta 92
• Ammunition
• Food & Water
• Books
• Broken gas mask
• Clothing
• Bicycle

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Name: Arnost Trottel
Age: 50

Appearance:
The head of the Trottel family is a bitter fellow, and his expression shows it. Along with Arnost's constant scowl, one of his most prominent features is his bulbous nose. However, said schnoz could never compete with the size of his stomach. Covering his belly and dark freckled skin is his fancy attire, which consists of an overcoat, loafers, and a dress shirt. He stands a few inches below 7 feet. With the aid of his imposing size, Arnost looks down upon everybody else with black eyes.

Equipment:

• MP-133
• Ammunition
• Watch
• Bible
• Lint roller
• Baseball bat
• Gas Mask
• Clothing

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Name: Whitney Trottel
Age: 20

Appearance:
Unlike the rest of her family, she isn't saddened by getting to shoot the bitches she knew from before Baltimore became a warzone; and her demeanor sure as hell shows it. Whitney is always cracking jokes when possible and smiling without any real reason. Her black eyes seem to always be darting around, but it isn't like you'd notice it since she is almost always wearing her gas mask. Like Arnost, she has tan skin and brown hair: the difference being that her hair is long. She has a slim build with some muscle tone and is happy to be taller than her little brother by 3 inches. Like Warren, Whitney sports a waiter outfit, and like her father she wears an overcoat to conceal everything.

Equipment:

• M4 Carbine
• Ammunition
• Gas Mask
• Bulletproof vest
• Machete
• Mints and gum
• Clothing
• Rollerblades

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Family History:
Arnost lived in Baltimore his whole entire life. He inherited the restaurant from his parents when they died and eventually got hitched. Wanting someone to inherit the restaurant, the man decided he wanted a child; so out came the bouncing baby, Whitney. Unfortunately, the head of the household wanted male successor. From this desire came Warren. It is only after the both of them grew older that Arnost started to favor Whitney and not give a shit about the sex of whoever got the restaurant. It is because of this new favoritism that Warren had to do more work in the restaurant, while Whitney ran around doing whatever she felt like doing.

When Baltimore became a warzone the Trottel family attempted to camp it out at the restaurant. Arnost's wife was out of the house when it all started and they all decided to wait for her to come back. After a few days, they all decided to look for her and abandoned the restaurant for the chaos outside.

_{Trottel Threes--uhm... Trottel troupe ftw}

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