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Character: Nathan Explosion
Series/Fandom: Metalocalypse
Deviance: d1
Age: SOMEWHERE IN HIS 30s, I HAVE NO IDEA.
Gender: Male
Species: Human (possibly god/demi-god/demon? who knows.)
Canon Used: Metalocalypse
Appearance: 
Nathan is six foot seven inches tall barefoot and around six foot nine in his boots. He's a very tall man with a strong
looking but heavy build. His weight is somewhere around 270 pounds or more. When dressed, he simply just looks like a stocky guy, but get the shirt off, and oh yeah, guy has a beer gut.
He also is supposed to appear at least slightly Native American.
Otherwise, he has constantly brushed long black hair, bright green eyes, pale skin, and his nails are so well manicured that anyone who likes doing their nails would be jealous like no tomorrow. They are the cleanest, nicest nails you have ever seen. Even the black nail polish just somehow manages to be clean, like some sort of shiny black gem.
You cannot groom yourself as well as this man is groomed.Psychology: To most of the world, Nathan Explosion is a very simple man. His huge build and deep, gravelly voice cultivate a persona that he can't help but portray in public; one of an unintelligent brute. He doesn't do much to dissuade it, which only compounds it.
Publically, he's a man of few words, of short, stilted sentences with a fair share of repetitions. One might even assume he has some sort of stutter based on his speech, which along with the things mentioned, is heavily peppered with 'uh' and 'um'. Any attempts at speeches fall short, and most of the time, he declines anything like public speaking.
The few times he does, he conveys nothing but contempt and anger to anyone outside of Dethklok. He often tells people to go die, calls them jackoffs, douchebags, or whatever insult can come to mind. But that's because they're
fans. He hates fans with an unbridled, undying passion. He knows it's cynical, as he comments upon in Fansong, to hate the fans, because without them, he'd be no where... but he hates them anyway. He thinks of them all as scum and treats them that way.
Along with the contempt he shows is the anger; he doesn't hesitate to threaten to kill people or cause them some sort of harm if he's in a sour mood. He throws things, he growls, he more or less acts like an angry little boy. Yet people love that, they love that angry violence and contempt.
It frustrates Nathan a little, because he feels pressure to maintain that image - a bit of dialogue from Facebones reveals that a substantial chunk of the drinking he does is to entertain the fans. He knows that if he doesn't keep up appearances, if he doesn't
entertain, then he loses everything. So he just lets all the frustration and annoyance he has for keeping up appearance take the front seat and drive. If he was ever faking his disdain, he finally got to the 'make it' part of the saying.
Despite his attempts at keeping fans happy, Nathan is completely and utterly disillusioned with music. He does it because it's all he knows, and every so often he enjoys it and remembers
why he became a singer in the first place... but usually, he doesn't feel anything. It's automatic, it's something he does to get a paycheck. Music is in his blood and makes up the very fibre of his being, but the years of performing wore away the true love he had when he was a young man, just starting out.
He's attempted to fight his disillusionment with mediocre results; his attempts at getting in touch with his musical roots only put him in the same situation, just a little bit worse off. Fans still called him (and the band) a sell-out and insulted him, even though he was doing the opposite of what he (and the band, posing as tribute band Thunderhorse) was doing as Dethklok. He knows now that he can never get back that naivete he had, that pure joy of pleasing an audience. His disillusionment runs long and deep in him, and with the failed attempt at getting in touch with the fans, likely will never fade away.
Yet still, even with all the disillusionment, music and writing is where he truly shines. Put a pen and paper in his hands, and all at once Nathan's inability to express himself disappears. He is regarded as a lyrical visionary, with his songs conveying storylines that often contain themes of usurpation of gods, sinful pride, cataclysmic destruction, assertations of power, mistaken identities, dystopian futures, and bounty hunters.
While some might OOCly debate whether or not he's the lyrical visionary the show paints him to be, in his universe, yes he is. He carefully crafts his songs, carefully picks the words and the lines. It's in his writing that the depths of his vocabulary show, revealing that he knows a fair share of 'uncommon' words, and he applies them correctly whenever they're used. Writing and singing are the only ways he has to really express himself, so Nathan puts his heart and soul into everything he writes.
Unfortunately, this raises a bit of a problem for himself and the rest of the band. Nathan is a notorious perfectionist with insane standards. He applies them to himself and to everyone in the band - if one single thing is wrong, he won't re-record a song. He deletes the entire album and demands they start from scratch. He destroys his own writing, thinking of it as flawed by association. Hundreds of songs have been lost to his perfectionism, and countless albums lost forever because of some arbitrary flaw.
That perfectionism makes him the one true bane of the band. Nathan rules like a tyrant over their work - while Knubbler is the producer and Ofdensen their manager, it is Nathan who decides if an album goes forward. And usually it doesn't, which causes Nathan and Pickles to argue from time to time over the reasons as to why this or that album was put on the chop block. Nathan, of course, always wins.
But at least it guarantees that their work is always top notch, something Nathan takes solace in. No matter how many albums he trashes, at least one will be a gem, one will be perfect, and then he can stop writing and stop singing for a year or two. Nothing can be half-assed when it comes to the albums. Nathan won't let it be, even though he hates working.
Which he very much does. His disillusionment and perfectionism are often taxing, and if he can get away with not working, he does. He hates working on albums, as he spends so much time writing and going over tracks and samples, unable to really do much else. Some of his time has been freed with the addition to Knubbler to the team, but no, he still hates doing his job.
Though don't let all the negativity in the past few paragraphs convince you that Nathan is a bitter, sour person. In fact, he's far from it. While the above displays most of his public appearance, Nathan in private is a sensitive, thoughtful man. Most people don't know that fact, and it's something he plans to keep private. The only ones that get to really see a lot of that side, constantly, are the rest of Dethklok and Ofdensen, by matter of being around them so much.
To begin with, Nathan doesn't have the greatest self-esteem in the world. While he can come off as cocky and arrogant to outsiders, the reverse is actually true - he is well aware of all his laws and is very self-conscious about them. While he isn't as sensitive as, say, Murderface can be, he is often prone to emotional outbursts or just outcries over something he perceives as his fault or something he should have been able to do right.
He's painfully aware of the fact he isn't that smart and he doesn't know how to do a lot of things, along with the fact that he often screws things up. Even with Ofdensen trying to approach something as best as he can, or not even wording it to say that Dethklok did anything wrong, Nathan interprets it in the way he feels. That they messed up, and he makes it known by shouting his feelings as loud as he can. He's used to those outbursts being partially ignored as well, but he always feels a bit better to yell about how he's a screw up.
Similarly, he's self-conscious about his weight. He knows he's very out of shape, that he doesn't work out or do anything except eat and drink. Mentions about his weight often upset him. He may sound okay to begin with, but it usually quickly spirals down into some degree of self-loathing for being fat, or anger at being fat. In fact, he's incredibly concerned with his appearance, from his weight, to his skin, to his hair, so on. He tries very hard to look good, but the slightest comment (usually from tabloids, which often photoshop him) triggers his concerns. At one point, it culminated in him and the band trying to go on a diet and shame eating in closets because they hated themselves and felt fat.
Nathan, next to Toki, is one of the more emotional members of the band. His sudden outbursts over his failings are one example of it, his feelings of guilt over things he blames himself for is another, but otherwise, he is truly... well, he's a kindhearted, emotional guy who's inability to express himself is the only thing holding him back from seeming 'normal'. He cares deeply about the rest of the band, despite the fact one of the band rules is not to care about anyone else. It's likely even one he came up with himself, but he plays fast and loose with it, constantly toeing the line between disinterest and legitimate concern.
Whether it's feeling guilt and remorse over causing Murderface to get hospitalised, concern over Murderface messing with Skwisgaar's daddy issues, anger and disappointment over Skwisgaar wanting to leave the band, or concern for Toki and his binge drinking, it's obvious that he just... does care about them, no matter what, and it's sometimes very hard for him to keep himself from not letting that show. In fact, if he does, it's often one-on-one, or in situations where someone won't remember.
As well, it's very telling that Nathan called them his family. That is how he thinks of them, they're not just his bandmates, they're not just his friends, they are his
family, people that are the closest thing he has to brothers. Nathan wouldn't hesitate to run into danger to save one of them, because that's simply what someone
does for the people they care about. They risk their lives to save them. However much he may claim to hate them or say that they aren't friends in the least bit, it's all just a cover for his feelings for them. And so he doesn't get in trouble for breaking band rules.
While touching on family, Nathan functions more than just another 'brother' in the band. For lack of anyone else, he functions as a sort of father figure to the rest of them. He doesn't often call on his authority over the band, usually preferring - if he has to - to make a comment here and there about what he thinks on the matter. If thinks get out of hand, though, his daddy tendencies come to the front. He doesn't hesitate to give his unruly 'children' a smack for misbehaving, or otherwise punishing them for being douchebags now and again. He can be commanding when he needs to be, and it usually falls under that fatherly side of him, which he does really excel at. Then again, it's not that hard to be a good father figure to a group of emotionally dysfunctional misfits who either had no fathers or abusive fathers. Especially if you're the only one who has a good relationship with your father.
Which, surprisingly, Nathan does. While he really does hate his mother and probably wishes she would explode, he has often expressed that he hates to think of the idea of his father dying. He loves and idolises his dad, despite the fact he knows his dad resented him for a chunk of his life. That resentment is in the past and Nathan loves, loves, loves his dad more than anybody else, really. He would cry if anything would happen to his dad. Or he probably would cry. It is Nathan, after all, and he forms very strong bonds with people when he lets them close - or he just really ends up loving people. He loved his therapist, he loved his double, so on and so forth.
When prompted right, Nathan really won't hesitate to cry. He'll try not to around most people, but if it's around the band and the situation is right, he has no problems letting down his defenses and sobbing then and there. It's rare this happens, and usually if and when it does it's because of the band trying to 'save him' from something for his own good, but... well, let it be said if you gain Nathan's confidence, there's a chance, if he's ever that emotionally disturbed, that he will hug you and sob on your shoulder. Be warned.
Nathan seems to have the most nightmares out of the band, usually playing on all the various insecurities he has about himself. From the death of the band to making out with a demonic tooth lady who caused his jaw to rot off, his dreams usually have common themes of (SURPRISE) death, the colour red, and... junk food. Like burgers and donuts. The burgers were worse. They
laughed at him. Though the donuts were terrible too, they were filled with teeth and then turned into tongues. Either way, nightmares. Nathan has them off and on and has no problem mentioning and discussing them with people, even though he can't understand the meaning of them most of the time.
He's also mildly phobic of dentists, due to his personal belief that all dentists are suicidal. He can't stand the idea of a suicidal person messing around with his mouth, because his mouth and teeth are near his brain, and Nathan desperately needs his brain to survive. Similarly, he's afraid of his teeth rotting for that same reason. If his teeth rot, somehow it will get to his brain, and he'll die.
Nathan is prone to leaps of nonsense, such as concluding that people are bleach, that the band needs a space helicopter, and many other things. A chunk of his leaps of nonsense are due to his very limited attention span, which along with his other flaws, he's very aware of. But he has never been able to control it, nor has he ever felt a need to. As a result, he has difficulty focusing on things, keeping on a subject for a while, or even listening to what people say. In fact, to get Nathan to listen well, he usually has to be spoken to one-on-one, and have any objects he could play with taken away. Including his phone.
Unlike most of the band, Nathan isn't that violent at all. Only rarely does he throw punches or slap people, otherwise he is usually very sort of peaceful and reserved. For all his claims of violence and with the lifestyle he lives - surrounded by death and destruction - it's rather surprising that of the lot of them, he's the least likely to strike out at someone or actually cause anyone harm.
In some cases, it could be argued that he even refuses to stand up or defense himself in any way, instead obeying like a meek sort of dog. Example, with his girlfriend Rebecca. No matter how much verbal and emotional abuse and manipulation she hefted onto him, Nathan just took it. He was unhappy and suffering, he hated her with every fiber of his being, but he didn't have the bravery, the nerve, to defend himself. He was too afraid of what she'd do if he tried to leave her. As it's been said, he's an emotional, sweet, caring guy, and when paired with a soul sucking bitch, he's completely overwhelmed to the point where he needs to actually be
rescued from the situation he's in... because he's too scared. Yep. Nathan Explosion, cowed by the vaguest of threats.
Other, minor notes involve that he may support socialised medicine, he hates voting, he's not homophobic (though he will throw around 'gay' like nobody's business if he feels like it), he likes dogs and cats, he hates Florida, he hates being in a governmental position, he doesn't watch much tv but he greatly enjoys documentaries. And I can't think of anything else.
But to sum it up: Nathan is a jerk with a heart of gold. ...That's pretty much it if you really want to sum it up.
Other Skills/Abilities: Nathan, despite being out of shape, is very strong. He can lift around 500 to 600 or so pounds with relative ease, his most limp wristed of slaps can break noses, and a single punch from him can knock teeth clear out of people's mouth from the force and momentum.
As with the rest of the band, for some reason, Nathan seems almost impervious to harm. He can drink bleach to almost no ill effect (suffering only from a nightmare), he has lived through five+ liver transplants. He has exposed himself to flesh eating viruses that dwell in the lower levels of Mordhaus without getting affected. So generally, things that would kill most people do not kill Nathan - but he's not aware of it.
Similarly, he has incredible pain tolerance (except when it comes to his teeth). He can smash glass with his head and get pieces sticking out of his forehead - possibly even breaking the skull - without feeling the slightest bit of pain. He can also get dozens of long pieces of glass in his arm, similarly, feeling nothing. Nathan is a
tank. He can deal the damage and it'll take a hellova lot to put him out of commission.
He also has super jumping powers. The man can jump a dozen or so feet if he wants to. Which is almost never. Jumping takes too much effort that Nathan doesn't want to even attempt using.
His spirit animal is an alligator.
And as mentioned above, he may be a god, a demi-god, or a demon, based on the hints and stuff thrown around in the series. All this really means is that wherever he goes, bad things tend to happen. Volcanos exploding, hurricanes that wipe out all of Florida, trolls being summoned, dozens of tornados for no reason...
And he has expert contract negotiation skills. He out negotiated the devil.
Other Weaknesses: Nathan has difficulty expressing himself verbally to the point where he may have some sort of speech disorder. The only exception is around Ofdensen and the band - people he's lived with and known for years - otherwise, he sounds very, very socially incompetent and unintelligent.
Chips. Nathan loves chips. They are a true weakness, because... shut up, he's
TRYING TO EAT CHIPS.
Nathan is overweight. Don't point it out. It hurts his feelings.
Alcoholism.
History: Nathan was born somewhere in Florida to Oscar and Rose Explosion on some day, in some year. No one except Nathan and his parents know exactly, and Nathan isn't about to tell. Nor is his father. His mother, well, she might, but no one is going to ask her. It's likely he grew up or on a military base, as his father was in the army, but otherwise, Florida.
Nathan was... somewhat of a special child. He didn't speak his first word until he was five, but even then, he was practically a mute, only saying a small handful of words total in a year. His mother doted on him and smothered him even more as a result of it, while his father, who resented him for many a year, eventually warmed up to his quiet son.
In second grade, he witnessed his first series of deaths as a car chase gone wrong resulted in a drunken driver crashing into his classroom, killing all in the room but him. Despite witnessing such a horrible thing, Nathan didn't seem to react and remained as withdrawn as he had always been. He scraped by in school, just barely passing his classes. In high school, he only excelled at football and frog dissection, though he had a passing interest in creative writing classes. When he was 15 or 16, he dropped out to form his first band.
A few years went on like that, going from band to band until fate brought him together with Pickles, William Murderface, Skiwsgaar Skwigelf, and MH. Together they formed Dethklok, performed gigs at bars and clubs and other venues until Charles Ofdensen stumbled across the band and quickly took his place as their manager. They signed onto Crystal Waters label, and began to grow in popularity.
At some point, MH disappeared from Dethklok - why, well, Brendon Small won't say - and they brought in young rhythm guitarist Toki Wartooth to fill the gap. And that was when it fell into place. Dethklok soared in popularity over the next few years, becoming it's own economy and with their own legal powers. The world itself came to depend on the band.
Somewhere along the line, the Tribunal was formed, and since then, they've been monitoring Dethklok and occassionally intervening in some of their activities.
Dethklok has since:
Almost entirely destroyed Finland
Destroyed Florida
Caused a million people to commit suicide via drowning themselves
Hospitalised thousands with coffee
Bought an island for stray and feral cats
Adopted a son they named Fatty Ding-dongs (and eventually released with the kitties)
Killed the London Philharmonic Orchestra
Been almost killed by the Metal Masked Assassin
Caused a group called the Revengencers to form and brainwash millions
Caused Jordan to war over something
Revolutionized and revived both comedy and blues
and many other things.
Within the past year, they've been heavily attacked by the Revengencers, who all but destroyed Mordhaus. In the fighting, it was believed Ofdensen was killed, and for nine months, Nathan was left to manage the band. He didn't do so well, and eventually, Dethklok was in the red due to their poor impulse buying. Thankfully, Ofdensen was alive, and came back just in time to save the band from the label, who was forcing them to cut a very shitty deal.
Things have been mellower since then - the band hasn't performed any concerts, so there hasn't been any mass destruction. The world breathes a sigh of relief, for now.
AND SCRIBBLES BEFORE YOU SAY MORE HISTORY, SERIOUSLY. THIS IS ALL THERE IS AND I'M NOT TOSSING IN A LOT OF HEADCANON ON THE OFF CHANCE BRENDON REVEALS IT. :(!!!!!!
Canon Point: Fanklok
Reality Description: At first glance, the world of Metalocalypse seems to be similar to the real world. It has the same countries, the same people, it's almost 2010. But that first glance doesn't last too long as you begin to look a little bit more. Characters from the real world may even pick up on the fact several places and companies/fast food joints are similar to Metal bands. Dimmu Burger and Fintroll's, as two prime examples. But that's just a minor note - one of the big differences is Dethklok, the world's sixth largest economy.
Every country in the world hinges on Dethklok, without them, the world would collapse into disrepair. News shows often talk about them, tabloids and newspapers are constantly covered with the latest bit of Dethklok news. Governments bow down to the authority of the band. The world is a bleak, depressing place that relies on a single metal band to get by.
And that's just scratching the surface. To most people in the Metalocalypse universe, that's all their is. The world and Dethklok. The mass murders in their honor, the mass suicides, the shootings, the burned buildings, so on. People blithely accept it all, because, well, it's been slowly escalating for the past 20 years. But as I said, that's scratching the surface.
The closer you get to Dethklok, the more you get to know about the world. The technology in the Metalocalypse universe is much more advanced than ours, although 90%+ of it is within the hands of Dethklok and Dethklok only. Robotic eyes, hover cycles, hover pentagons. The ability to record sound on water itself. All this and more is within Dethklok's grasp, even though they don't realise it or understand it. They
own the world's best scientists, who happily toil to please their Lords.
So to say there's a significant scifi bend to it wouldn't be understating it, even if the scifi isn't really the focus. It's there, lying in wait to be used. In fact, Dethklok even has working and lethal laser beams, the kind that can slice right through a person, even though they really shouldn't have the technology for that sort of thing yet. But surprise, they do.
But that's still not all. Surrounding Dethklok is a fair share of mysticality and 'fantasy' themes as well. Throughout the show they have been the focus of a Sumerian prophecy, stating that Dethklok will bring about the apocalypse. The five of them are even hinted at being gods or demons, laying the groundwork then and there for fantasy elements. Yet there's more of it to the world. There are trolls that lurk in the depths of lakes. There are mutated monsters deep in the sea. And despite all the bleakness, all the horrible things about the world... there are unicorns. There are unicorns that exist in the Metalocalypse universe. So hey. Unicorns.
Presumably, there's magic, too. Cardinal Ravenwood, a former member of the Tribunal, which I will touch on in just a moment, was a prophet, so I wouldn't be that surprised if there was magic. After all, if unicorns, trolls, demons, the devil, and other sorts of things are real, who is to say that there isn't some magic kicking around, too? Not widespread, but there's a chance of it.
Now, I mentioned the Tribunal. They run everything. Everything. Every channel on tv, every movie made, every book published, they have manipulated and controlled and so on. They're a conspiracy theorist wet dream. While they claim to have noble goals in preventing the Metalocalypse and containing Dethklok, they're far more sinister than that. They willfully try to make the public as stupid as possible, keep the lower class lower and the higher class higher, make sure every bit of entertainment is vapid and unintelligent. They're everything wrong with the world, and often many of their Dethklok related fears involve that Dethklok may
inspire people or industries to better themselves, which would be counterproductive to what the Tribunal wants.
The Tribunal is headed by a man known as
Selatcia, an older, strong looking
gentleman who speaks in a low, growl of a voice. Who he really is is unknown, but he is most definitely not human. Nor is he at all interested in preventing the Metalocalypse, far from it. In fact, he seems to be one of the beings trying to make it so, and have Dethklok serve as his demonic generals. The
Halfman.
General Crozier serves as the military advisor to the Tribunal, and is arguably the only one with the people's best interests in mind. He truly wishes to stop the Metalocalypse and often goes against Selatcia's orders to attempt to kill members of Dethklok. Unfortunately, Selatcia has wisened to his disloyalty, and seized control of Crozier's mind to use him to manipulate the military. He has made Crozier aware of the truth, but it's unknown if Crozier is back under his own free will or if he's now bound to obey Selatcia until the end of the Earth.
Senator Stampingston often organises Tribunal meetings and is the prime example of someone on the Tribunal for his own manipulative reasons. He cares little about the Metalocalypse, and more about keeping the American public an unintelligent, easily manipulated lot.
Not much is known about
Vatar Orlaag, but he is well aware of Selatcia's true nature, and serves as his right hand man in Tribunal affairs.
Cardinal Ravenwood, now deceased, was one of the only other members of the Tribunal who was attempting to prevent the Metalocalypse. While not the best of prophets, he often had visions of the future, which eventually lead him to having suspicions of Selatcia's motives, and lead him to ally himself with Crozier. Unfortunately, Selatcia knew of their betrayal and killed Ravenwood. Despite this, Ravenwood has remained in contact with Crozier to some degree, sending him messages from beyond the grave. It is implied that Ravenwood is now in hell, and is still trying to help his ally stop the Metalocalypse.
Now that everyone's up to date on the Tribunal, let's move onto Dethklok, the ones that are far more important to Nathan and anyone that would communicate with Nathan, as... they're the band.
Skwisgaar Skwigelf, taller than a tree. Blond, blue eyed, and tall, Skwisgaar is... Skwisgaar. He is the definitive manwhore of the band, sleeping with thousands and thousands of women. He's the father to hundreds of children, and has no desire to ever settle down. Lead Guitarist and from Sweden, and has a tendencies to talks like this.
Toki Wartooth, not a bumblebee. Brunet, blue eyed, and absolutely RIPPED, Toki is the most outwardly childish of the band, not to mention the youngest. Toki is somewhere in his 20s compared to the rest of the band being in their late 30s to early 40s. Despite being the most childish, he's also the most violent of the band, capable of snapping at any moment. Rhythm Guitarist and from Norway, and alsos has a tendencies to talks likes this.
William Murderface, Murderface, Murderface. Brunet, green eyed, and the fat/ugly one of the band, Murderface is... he's a tsundere. It's the only way to put it. He's a dick to everyone he meets, but it just hides the fact he's an emotionally sensitive, caring man who just wants to be accepted, but always sabotages his attempts. Bass Guitarist. Talksch with a lateral lischp.
Pickles the Drummer, doodily do ding dong doodily doodily do. Redhead, green eyed, and the shortest of the band, Pickles is the band's jack of all trades, capable of doing everything. He can sing, he can play guitar, he can play drums. He's immune to every drug and is the bands biggest alcoholic. Drummer and Backup Singer. Talks with a yooper accent.
Charles Foster Ofdensen. Brunet, green eyed, and stoic, Ofdensen is the band's manager. And Chief Financial Officer. And lawyer. And just about everything else. Ofdensen loves his boys, lives with them in Mordhaus, and will do anything to keep them safe. He's a mama bear through and through, and god forbid you try to take his boys away from him. He will destroy you. He has amazing fighting abilities. He may not even be human!
Dick Knubbler. Blond, ROBOT EYES, and infinitely patient, he's the band's
producer engineer. He handles everything involving producing the album and any side projects they might want to do, and is very patient with the band and their antics. He knows that they're... special and tolerates it well. That isn't to say he doesn't yell at them, but he doesn't make them rebel.
Abigail Remeltindtdrinc, their new producer. 'The Record Cleaner'. She's a no-nonsense taskmaster type who seems to take no shit from anybody.
Somehow I completely forgot
Dr. Rockzo, the Rock and Roll clown - he does cocaine, so I need to fix that later.
Formerly of Dethklok,
Magnus Hammersmith. Years ago he was (lead?) guitarist of the band and quickly became a raging douchebag. Eventually this came to a head when he stabbed Nathan in the back and Nathan beat him hard enough to half blind him. And then they threw him out of the band. But he's
baaaaaaaaaack.
Now, I mentioned
Mordhaus. Very briefly, that is, well, their home in Mordland (and the show doesn't exactly say where Mordland is). It's a gigantic fortress with a hospital, a golf course, an underground prison facility, and just about anything the band could want. Dethklok, Ofdensen, and their many Klokateers all live there. If you want more, watch
Mordhaus Tours. That video is exactly how I'd describe everything.
And now, a third group to describe. The Revengencers. Originally lead by three people, now four, it is a group aiming to kill Dethklok. All of the members have been 'wronged' by Dethklok in some way, and now seek, well, revenge. Unfortunately, they aren't that noble. They've brainwashed thousands against their will to fight for them and use the people they've captured as cannon fodder. Now, the members of the Revengencers!
The Metal Masked Assassin. Not much is known about him, other than he's likely in his 60s, and wears a metal mask over his face. He is skilled in martial arts and, surprise, assassination. His grievance with Dethklok is over the death of his brother, who had been hired to kill the band by Crozier, but was instead killed in a fight with Klokateer 216. He is quiet and speaks in a low, gravelly, growl of a voice, much like both Nathan and Selatcia. The 'muscle' of the Revengencers.
Edgar Jomfru. One half of the Jomfru brothers, former proprietor of diefordethklok.com. Edgar and Eric's greed and entitlement got the best of them, and they attempted to blackmail the band. The result was that Eric was killed and Edgar imprisoned deep within Mordhaus for months before finally escaping and banding together with the Metal Masked Assassin. The 'brains' of the Revengencers. Captured at the end of Season 2.
Currently working for Dethklok.
The Teenager. His name is unknown. He suffers from severe PTSD brought about from his torture within Mordhaus' prison, and hasn't spoken a single word since he escaped with Edgar. The reason he was imprisoned was... petty, sort of. He downloaded a single Dethklok album, and Dethklok has legal authority to enforce any regulations they want on their music. The Klokateers captured him, tortured him, and imprisoned him over one album.
Lavona Sucuboso. Leader of Sucuboso Explosion. She has no real desire to kill Dethklok, but she sees the Revengencers as a means to an end. She leads a 'cult', so to speak, of women who want to form an 'army' with their children. Except these children shouldn't be sired by anybody, it has to be
Nathan. She has an agreement with the rest of the Revengencers that if they ever capture Dethklok, she is free to do whatever she wants with Nathan, and only when she is finished will she hand him over to the rest of them.
and idk what else to say.
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