Name
amien Lier
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Standing tall at 6'2", with short, spiky blond hair and eyes the clolor of ice, everyone said that Damien was long overdue for Murder High. A scar streches from Damien's left eyebrow and ends just above the corner of his lips. Whenever Damien is angered, this scar distorts his features into those of a demon. Multiple other minor scars litter the rest of his body, but there are no more on his face. Somehow, Damien manages to still be amazingly dextrous at his size. No one knows for sure where he keeps all his knives, but everyone knows about the metal lighter he always carries, with the King of Hearts design upon the sides.
Damien usually wears white sneakers, sweat pants to move around in, and a black t-shirt that has the right sleeve ripped off. Damien also owns a white hoodie with a tribal sign on the front that he occasionally wears. Finally, Damien wears a titanium watch on his left wrist.
Crime: Homicide
Bio: Coming from a well off family, many though Damien had nowhere to go but up. He enjoyed football, was into martial arts, and got decent grades. However, his brother decided to start making a little money off his little bro, to feed his 'habit.' Every week, Damien's brother would take Damien to a seedy club, make some money, and get high. As do all good things, it came to an end. His brother's drug dealer decided to enter a contestant of his own, and ended up having to fight Damien. Damien beat the weakling easily, but in doing so earned the wrath of the dealer.
The scum killed his brother, then took some of his own PCP and fought Damien with a knife. Damien broke the dealer's arm and took away the knife, but still the psycho charged him. Damien backed up, but slipped, the heavy rain having made the ground slippery. Damien was only fortunate enough that the dealer had slipped as well, impaling himself on the knife. But before Damien's very eyes, the man got up and started to attack again. Damien scrambed to his feet and stabbed the dealer, But he just wouldn't go down. Damien tripped the dealer and stabbed him over and over, not stopping until the cops yanked him off the man, so great was his fear for the berserk dealer.
During the trial, the prosecution used the multiple stab wounds as proof of pre-meditation. Damien hung his head, knowing his useless lawyer couldn't get him out of that one. He got home and assembled all the knives he could find, knowing what the verdict would be. He also took the lighter his brother gave him, before he became a husk, an overdosed shade of what he once was. The next day, the jury unanimously decided to send him to Murder High, letting him off because he was only 17 at the time and evidence was
slightly sketchy.
amien LierGender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Standing tall at 6'2", with short, spiky blond hair and eyes the clolor of ice, everyone said that Damien was long overdue for Murder High. A scar streches from Damien's left eyebrow and ends just above the corner of his lips. Whenever Damien is angered, this scar distorts his features into those of a demon. Multiple other minor scars litter the rest of his body, but there are no more on his face. Somehow, Damien manages to still be amazingly dextrous at his size. No one knows for sure where he keeps all his knives, but everyone knows about the metal lighter he always carries, with the King of Hearts design upon the sides.
Damien usually wears white sneakers, sweat pants to move around in, and a black t-shirt that has the right sleeve ripped off. Damien also owns a white hoodie with a tribal sign on the front that he occasionally wears. Finally, Damien wears a titanium watch on his left wrist.
Crime: Homicide
Bio: Coming from a well off family, many though Damien had nowhere to go but up. He enjoyed football, was into martial arts, and got decent grades. However, his brother decided to start making a little money off his little bro, to feed his 'habit.' Every week, Damien's brother would take Damien to a seedy club, make some money, and get high. As do all good things, it came to an end. His brother's drug dealer decided to enter a contestant of his own, and ended up having to fight Damien. Damien beat the weakling easily, but in doing so earned the wrath of the dealer.
The scum killed his brother, then took some of his own PCP and fought Damien with a knife. Damien broke the dealer's arm and took away the knife, but still the psycho charged him. Damien backed up, but slipped, the heavy rain having made the ground slippery. Damien was only fortunate enough that the dealer had slipped as well, impaling himself on the knife. But before Damien's very eyes, the man got up and started to attack again. Damien scrambed to his feet and stabbed the dealer, But he just wouldn't go down. Damien tripped the dealer and stabbed him over and over, not stopping until the cops yanked him off the man, so great was his fear for the berserk dealer.
During the trial, the prosecution used the multiple stab wounds as proof of pre-meditation. Damien hung his head, knowing his useless lawyer couldn't get him out of that one. He got home and assembled all the knives he could find, knowing what the verdict would be. He also took the lighter his brother gave him, before he became a husk, an overdosed shade of what he once was. The next day, the jury unanimously decided to send him to Murder High, letting him off because he was only 17 at the time and evidence was
slightly sketchy.
Name: David Rembrandt
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Stands 5'11" when standing straight but is almost always slouching. His brown hair is cut short and simple though it is almost always disheveled. His features aren't abnormal and fall quite close to classically handsome. His eyes are a shade of hazel though some consider them a bit too large. He's moderately well built for a boy of his age though not so much as to seem abnormal. David's body is covered in small scratches and scars from his somewhat wild upbringing. He often wears a pair of badly beaten jeans and a short sleeve shirt. He also often wears a heavy fleece jacket and hiking boots depending on the circumstances. He's almost never seen without his metal framed canvas hiking backpack.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: 7 counts of premeditated murder, plead guilty
Bio: David was born and raised in a large expanse of wilderness in Washington state. David was raised in moderate seclusion by his single mother, a local environmental scientist. It was often considered for the best that David grew up away from most people as he clearly had severe mental issues that medications could barely effect. David grew up happy and healthy for the majority of his life learning to love the seclusion of the wilderness around him.
However, this was not to last. When the government actions to enforce schooling were put though David was forced to move to a coastal town (still mostly rural) so that he could attend school. David spent 4 months attending class where he was still mostly isolated and slightly bullied but there were few issues.
Then one day a prominent doctor in the town was violently murdered. His 5 adopted teenage children were also quickly found dead as well as one of the ward's girlfriend. The murderer had made little effort to hide any evidence and the killer was quickly determined to be David. When arrested and confronted he nonchalantly confessed to the murders; his only statement made in his defense was, "Well they were vampires. Everybody knew that, right? It was so obvious."
David was quickly classified as dangerously deranged, (there was plenty of less violent evidence to his mental instability) and sent to the United States School For Rebellious Youth in order to be cured into a functioning citizen.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Stands 5'11" when standing straight but is almost always slouching. His brown hair is cut short and simple though it is almost always disheveled. His features aren't abnormal and fall quite close to classically handsome. His eyes are a shade of hazel though some consider them a bit too large. He's moderately well built for a boy of his age though not so much as to seem abnormal. David's body is covered in small scratches and scars from his somewhat wild upbringing. He often wears a pair of badly beaten jeans and a short sleeve shirt. He also often wears a heavy fleece jacket and hiking boots depending on the circumstances. He's almost never seen without his metal framed canvas hiking backpack.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: 7 counts of premeditated murder, plead guilty
Bio: David was born and raised in a large expanse of wilderness in Washington state. David was raised in moderate seclusion by his single mother, a local environmental scientist. It was often considered for the best that David grew up away from most people as he clearly had severe mental issues that medications could barely effect. David grew up happy and healthy for the majority of his life learning to love the seclusion of the wilderness around him.
However, this was not to last. When the government actions to enforce schooling were put though David was forced to move to a coastal town (still mostly rural) so that he could attend school. David spent 4 months attending class where he was still mostly isolated and slightly bullied but there were few issues.
Then one day a prominent doctor in the town was violently murdered. His 5 adopted teenage children were also quickly found dead as well as one of the ward's girlfriend. The murderer had made little effort to hide any evidence and the killer was quickly determined to be David. When arrested and confronted he nonchalantly confessed to the murders; his only statement made in his defense was, "Well they were vampires. Everybody knew that, right? It was so obvious."
David was quickly classified as dangerously deranged, (there was plenty of less violent evidence to his mental instability) and sent to the United States School For Rebellious Youth in order to be cured into a functioning citizen.
Name: Joshua Burns
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Joshua's most noticable feature is his skin marked with tiny scars, especially arms and throat. The wounds are all healed, but it appears as if someone has repeatedly drained his blood, from various parts of his body, with a very sharp knife. He is very pale, his head is shaved, and on the back of both his palms pentagrams can be found, having been cut in his skin long ago.
He is rather unmuscular, more towards the scrawny type, and at first glance looks rather dull. Only the red-blown -otherwise green- eyes leaves a hint of the insanity that lurks within this boy's mind.
[blockquote]Crimes/Trouble Caused (in chronological order):
Participated in, but did not organize, unknown amounts of ritual murders (estimated to be over 25 cases)
1x Arson (lit a church on fire)
3x Murder (was deemed mentally unstable by the jury, condemned to psychiatric treatment- failed)
2x Assault with deadly weapon & attempted murder (stabbing psychiatrist and guard with a table knife)
Note: The subject is believed to have committed various of crimes in the past, this list only describes the events that brought him to the school, and what little is known about his past.[/blockquote]
Bio: Like so many others, Joshua is only a product of his environment. In his case, a very dark, destructive and blood-gushing environment. Having been born to a Satanist cult, living normal lives by day -sacrificing people by night- Josh had not yet had his 10th birthday cake before he had ran the knife into a screaming and begging man's chest for the first time. As he grew, he learned to cherish and savor these moments. As his chanting friends and family stood around him, and the blood of his victim splashed over him, came to be the only moment when he truly felt at peace.
Of course, to the outside, Joshua appeared very normal, and very successful student, as he made his way through the grades. He was much appreciated by teachers, yet still did not make many friends outside the cult itself. The cult was positioned in a very large town, and no one made any connections. For a while, at least.
Eventually, the police started to investigate the rather high unsolved disappearance cases in certain parts of the town, and it was not long before the sect was entirely tracked down, and the police raided their homes. Fortunately for him, Joshua was out that day, and only saw the police from afar. He was later picked up by authorities, where he was questioned thoroughly. Following the story his parents had imprinted in him, he claimed he had been forced to participate, and that he had never been a full-fledged member of the cult. After a quick run through the psychiatric system, he was labeled as surprisingly stable, and the 13 year old boy was sent off to an orphanage, as no one could possibly want to adopt a child like him.
Since he was appearing normal, and was normal in most ways, little did anyone suspect what was starting to boil up inside the small boy. Without his usual surroundings, and without his moments of peace with the victims, he started to become more and more introverted. More and more obsessed with the spiritual part of his former religion. He started reading obscure literature, frequenting internet forums, all in search of something to bring his past life back. He started making sacrifices. Some of the other orphans' pets started disappearing, Joshua started to collect his own blood by making small cuts on his body... It wasn't good enough.
At the age of 17, it finally happened. Joshua went on the small killing spree that left a burnt down church and the three bodies of his fellow orphans in its wake, and it secured his passage to Camelot Island.
In his current state on the Island, Joshua is rather calm and collected, although he is looking in every way he can to get away with a sacrifice to appease his demons, whom are making him more and more unstable as time progresses.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Joshua's most noticable feature is his skin marked with tiny scars, especially arms and throat. The wounds are all healed, but it appears as if someone has repeatedly drained his blood, from various parts of his body, with a very sharp knife. He is very pale, his head is shaved, and on the back of both his palms pentagrams can be found, having been cut in his skin long ago.
He is rather unmuscular, more towards the scrawny type, and at first glance looks rather dull. Only the red-blown -otherwise green- eyes leaves a hint of the insanity that lurks within this boy's mind.
[blockquote]Crimes/Trouble Caused (in chronological order):
Participated in, but did not organize, unknown amounts of ritual murders (estimated to be over 25 cases)
1x Arson (lit a church on fire)
3x Murder (was deemed mentally unstable by the jury, condemned to psychiatric treatment- failed)
2x Assault with deadly weapon & attempted murder (stabbing psychiatrist and guard with a table knife)
Note: The subject is believed to have committed various of crimes in the past, this list only describes the events that brought him to the school, and what little is known about his past.[/blockquote]
Bio: Like so many others, Joshua is only a product of his environment. In his case, a very dark, destructive and blood-gushing environment. Having been born to a Satanist cult, living normal lives by day -sacrificing people by night- Josh had not yet had his 10th birthday cake before he had ran the knife into a screaming and begging man's chest for the first time. As he grew, he learned to cherish and savor these moments. As his chanting friends and family stood around him, and the blood of his victim splashed over him, came to be the only moment when he truly felt at peace.
Of course, to the outside, Joshua appeared very normal, and very successful student, as he made his way through the grades. He was much appreciated by teachers, yet still did not make many friends outside the cult itself. The cult was positioned in a very large town, and no one made any connections. For a while, at least.
Eventually, the police started to investigate the rather high unsolved disappearance cases in certain parts of the town, and it was not long before the sect was entirely tracked down, and the police raided their homes. Fortunately for him, Joshua was out that day, and only saw the police from afar. He was later picked up by authorities, where he was questioned thoroughly. Following the story his parents had imprinted in him, he claimed he had been forced to participate, and that he had never been a full-fledged member of the cult. After a quick run through the psychiatric system, he was labeled as surprisingly stable, and the 13 year old boy was sent off to an orphanage, as no one could possibly want to adopt a child like him.
Since he was appearing normal, and was normal in most ways, little did anyone suspect what was starting to boil up inside the small boy. Without his usual surroundings, and without his moments of peace with the victims, he started to become more and more introverted. More and more obsessed with the spiritual part of his former religion. He started reading obscure literature, frequenting internet forums, all in search of something to bring his past life back. He started making sacrifices. Some of the other orphans' pets started disappearing, Joshua started to collect his own blood by making small cuts on his body... It wasn't good enough.
At the age of 17, it finally happened. Joshua went on the small killing spree that left a burnt down church and the three bodies of his fellow orphans in its wake, and it secured his passage to Camelot Island.
In his current state on the Island, Joshua is rather calm and collected, although he is looking in every way he can to get away with a sacrifice to appease his demons, whom are making him more and more unstable as time progresses.
Name: Casey Fins
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Dark curls used to frame her slim face, and a pair of light blue eyes would flash vividly from between lose strands that had slipped into her forehead to tickle a perky little nose set in the girls lovely face. Well, the eyes are still doing their pleasant enough flashing and the rest of the adorable features haven't gone anywhere either---what's missing is the hair. After it fell victim to fire (as is the fate of many a thing around Casey), the girl decided to get rid of it. She will frequently take a razor to her skull and make sure no inconvinient bangs of hair will ever again get in the way of business.
Casey treats the rest of her all together 5 feet 5 much the same. She keeps her choice of clothing short and tight, usually combining the two wherever possible. A pair of short, low riding jeans that reveal well toned, long legs? Check. A form fitting shirt that clings to her just enough to be decent? Check. You can't really be too careful after all. Every inch of extra clothing might just catch a flame somewhere.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: She's a a firebug. Plain and simple. Always been one, and has no mind to change that. Whatever she can set on fire she will damn well try to. Having been caught on more than one occassion didn't deter her either, and thus she finds herself shipped off toMurder High, a single match perched above her right ear.
Bio: She's a product of a neglectful family that thought school would take care of teaching their girl the rights and wrongs while they were off making money and spending said money on questionable luxoury. It might have worked out for Casey, who knows, but sometimes you fall in with the wrong sort and you just get the wrong ideas. What used to be an innocent fascination in things that popped and cracked as they were lapped up by greedy flames, turned into a dangerous obsession. And when she set the schools' gym on fire, quickly followed by the classmate that had ratted her out, Casey earned herself a ticket to Camelot Island.
Not that it matters much. Things burn the same there too, right?
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Dark curls used to frame her slim face, and a pair of light blue eyes would flash vividly from between lose strands that had slipped into her forehead to tickle a perky little nose set in the girls lovely face. Well, the eyes are still doing their pleasant enough flashing and the rest of the adorable features haven't gone anywhere either---what's missing is the hair. After it fell victim to fire (as is the fate of many a thing around Casey), the girl decided to get rid of it. She will frequently take a razor to her skull and make sure no inconvinient bangs of hair will ever again get in the way of business.
Casey treats the rest of her all together 5 feet 5 much the same. She keeps her choice of clothing short and tight, usually combining the two wherever possible. A pair of short, low riding jeans that reveal well toned, long legs? Check. A form fitting shirt that clings to her just enough to be decent? Check. You can't really be too careful after all. Every inch of extra clothing might just catch a flame somewhere.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: She's a a firebug. Plain and simple. Always been one, and has no mind to change that. Whatever she can set on fire she will damn well try to. Having been caught on more than one occassion didn't deter her either, and thus she finds herself shipped off toMurder High, a single match perched above her right ear.
Bio: She's a product of a neglectful family that thought school would take care of teaching their girl the rights and wrongs while they were off making money and spending said money on questionable luxoury. It might have worked out for Casey, who knows, but sometimes you fall in with the wrong sort and you just get the wrong ideas. What used to be an innocent fascination in things that popped and cracked as they were lapped up by greedy flames, turned into a dangerous obsession. And when she set the schools' gym on fire, quickly followed by the classmate that had ratted her out, Casey earned herself a ticket to Camelot Island.
Not that it matters much. Things burn the same there too, right?
Name: Nick Caves
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Standing at a little over 6 ft, Nick doesn't seem much different from the crowd in most places. Meaning he sticks out like a sore thumb at Murder High. He wears an old hoodie with thick black and blue stripes, a well-worn pair of jeans with a pair of black and red Chuck Taylors that seem to have been through a warzone. Nick has dark brown hair that doesn't quite reach his shoulders, homochromatic brown eyes and holds the demeanour of your typical grungy teen. Built like a beanpole, Nick harbors a surprising amount more strength than his appearance lets on.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: Serial murder and cannibalism
Bio: Orphaned from birth, (Absentee father, mother died in childbirth) Nick was forced to toughen up quickly under the care of the Catholic nurse that delivered him, a butcher and their four sons. They weren't particularly kind or doting parents, but they were always there as support for Nick when he needed it.
One day, when left alone aged 13 with his eldest brother, they had a disagreement, which quickly grew into an argument, then a fight, during the course of which, Nick stabbed his brother through the heart with a kitchen knife, killing him. Not quickly, but medical attention wouldn't have done any services except waste the paramedics' time.
Acting on instinct, Nick disposed of the body the only way he could on the floor above a butcher's shop. He dragged his brother down the stairs, gutted and hacked the corpse into various choice cuts of meat, some of which were served up that evening, unbeknownst to the rest of the family as they wondered where the eldest son had gotten off to. Nick denied all knowledge of his brother's whereabouts to his family and the police, claiming he had gone to see the priest and that was the last he had seen of him, while instead quietly hungering for human flesh.
Over the next three years, Nick preyed upon various students at his school, leaving no evidence behind after himself as it was all eaten, leaving another empty place for one of the brightest students in the school to seem traumatised by as it reminded him of his brother too much. Nick came to think of himself to a degree as a real Hannibal Lecter, savouring the taste of people when he got the chance and absorbing knowledge on human anatomy like a sponge.
Three years ten months and six days after his brother's murder, the authorities pieced together enough evidence to pin Nick as the serial murderer behind a spree of disappearances. Nick's birthmother had left the meager amount she had to him in her final moments, though it quietly grew into a sizeable amount over the course of Nick's life, which covered the legal costs, but were inevitably useless as on his seventeenth birthday, Nick was found guilty and sentenced to be reeducated at the United States School For Rebellious Youth.
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Standing at a little over 6 ft, Nick doesn't seem much different from the crowd in most places. Meaning he sticks out like a sore thumb at Murder High. He wears an old hoodie with thick black and blue stripes, a well-worn pair of jeans with a pair of black and red Chuck Taylors that seem to have been through a warzone. Nick has dark brown hair that doesn't quite reach his shoulders, homochromatic brown eyes and holds the demeanour of your typical grungy teen. Built like a beanpole, Nick harbors a surprising amount more strength than his appearance lets on.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: Serial murder and cannibalism
Bio: Orphaned from birth, (Absentee father, mother died in childbirth) Nick was forced to toughen up quickly under the care of the Catholic nurse that delivered him, a butcher and their four sons. They weren't particularly kind or doting parents, but they were always there as support for Nick when he needed it.
One day, when left alone aged 13 with his eldest brother, they had a disagreement, which quickly grew into an argument, then a fight, during the course of which, Nick stabbed his brother through the heart with a kitchen knife, killing him. Not quickly, but medical attention wouldn't have done any services except waste the paramedics' time.
Acting on instinct, Nick disposed of the body the only way he could on the floor above a butcher's shop. He dragged his brother down the stairs, gutted and hacked the corpse into various choice cuts of meat, some of which were served up that evening, unbeknownst to the rest of the family as they wondered where the eldest son had gotten off to. Nick denied all knowledge of his brother's whereabouts to his family and the police, claiming he had gone to see the priest and that was the last he had seen of him, while instead quietly hungering for human flesh.
Over the next three years, Nick preyed upon various students at his school, leaving no evidence behind after himself as it was all eaten, leaving another empty place for one of the brightest students in the school to seem traumatised by as it reminded him of his brother too much. Nick came to think of himself to a degree as a real Hannibal Lecter, savouring the taste of people when he got the chance and absorbing knowledge on human anatomy like a sponge.
Three years ten months and six days after his brother's murder, the authorities pieced together enough evidence to pin Nick as the serial murderer behind a spree of disappearances. Nick's birthmother had left the meager amount she had to him in her final moments, though it quietly grew into a sizeable amount over the course of Nick's life, which covered the legal costs, but were inevitably useless as on his seventeenth birthday, Nick was found guilty and sentenced to be reeducated at the United States School For Rebellious Youth.
Name: Brothanar "Bro" Rokov
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Fairly simple dressed; worn-out grey jeans, old, printless military-green T-shirt and workershoes with steel nosecaps. 6 feet 4 inches in height, average muscle mass. Dark blond hair, goatee with a small stubbly beard.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: Caught red-handed molesting bikes in middle school; Beating an old man in a wheelchair for unknown reasons; Severely injuring a teacher and almost choking a fellow student to death when getting his 37th bad grade (in a row) and being threatened with getting kicked out.
Bio: His parents immigrated from Ukraine to America at age of 3. Both went MIA after a suspicious fire at their apartment, leaving Brothanar at the will of orphanages. Being shipped from one parental home to another due to his unpredictable eruptions and intimidating deep voice, he no longer cared for himself or where he would end up. This resulted in quite some trouble, as shown in his criminal record.
His superiors eventually decided to send him to Murder High, being glad he was somewhere far away, next to hoping he would change.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Fairly simple dressed; worn-out grey jeans, old, printless military-green T-shirt and workershoes with steel nosecaps. 6 feet 4 inches in height, average muscle mass. Dark blond hair, goatee with a small stubbly beard.
Crimes/Trouble Caused: Caught red-handed molesting bikes in middle school; Beating an old man in a wheelchair for unknown reasons; Severely injuring a teacher and almost choking a fellow student to death when getting his 37th bad grade (in a row) and being threatened with getting kicked out.
Bio: His parents immigrated from Ukraine to America at age of 3. Both went MIA after a suspicious fire at their apartment, leaving Brothanar at the will of orphanages. Being shipped from one parental home to another due to his unpredictable eruptions and intimidating deep voice, he no longer cared for himself or where he would end up. This resulted in quite some trouble, as shown in his criminal record.
His superiors eventually decided to send him to Murder High, being glad he was somewhere far away, next to hoping he would change.
-The new students have just arrived on the beaches of the ruined Camelot Island via helicopter. No school is in sight and there are no signs of anyone living on the island.
After landing on the island, the students were met by a mysterious old man who gave them a map right before the students were attacked by a pair of 'football players on steroids'. After a brief confrontation, Luke was separated from the group and a mysterious bull horn called the 'football players' away.
Upon travelling further into the city, the students were approached by a FBI-like man who offered the students food and advice in order to gain there trust for an unknown assignment, and warned them not to trust the man with a green smiley face on his jacket or claim they are innocent, while Luke spoke with a disembodied voice and was teleported back to the group.
Murder High is just around the corner...
After landing on the island, the students were met by a mysterious old man who gave them a map right before the students were attacked by a pair of 'football players on steroids'. After a brief confrontation, Luke was separated from the group and a mysterious bull horn called the 'football players' away.
Upon travelling further into the city, the students were approached by a FBI-like man who offered the students food and advice in order to gain there trust for an unknown assignment, and warned them not to trust the man with a green smiley face on his jacket or claim they are innocent, while Luke spoke with a disembodied voice and was teleported back to the group.
Murder High is just around the corner...
Strange old man who greeted you on the shores of Camelot Island.
Large and brutish, a pair of these 'creatures' attacked the students when they arrived on the island. They look like football players, except they were scrap metal for armor and appear to have no to little regard for physical pain
A man dressed in a stereotypical FBI suit. Apparently trying to help the students in some way, brought them fresh burgers and offered advice on what the going ons of Murder High
