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Forest villain:
“Carbonox”☠️
Appearance:
A tall and thin being with a body of black smoke and burnt bark. He has torches by hands and red eyes that spark like embers.
His voice sounds like creating wood.
Personality:
Cruel, sarcastic and destructive.
He mocks the trees before burning them.
He hates everything green because he was expelled from an enchanted forest in his past.
Powers:
• Fire dark fire that doesn’t go out with water.
• It can cause trees to dry out when touching the ground.
• Control the wind to spread fires.
Objective:
Raze forests to create their “Ashes Empire”, a place where nothing grows and everything is dry and dead.
Additional crimes wanted for:
Killing an entire universe
Planetary genocide
Interdimensional trafficking
kicking kittens
Burning children alive
Stealing souls
Selling drugs
Killing heroes
Murdering angels
Killing animals
Murdering demons
TRYING TO KILL SANTA CLAUSE
Trying to eat the Easter bunny
Kidnapping elves FOR MEAT to sell to the BUTCHER.
KILLING FAERIES
USING PEOPLE LIKE MATCHES
TRYING TO TURN MRS CLAUSE INTO DRUGS
TRYING TO BURN THE NORTH POLE AND SANTA'S WORKSHOP
SMOKING ELVES LIKE CIGARETTES
CANNABALISM
TAKING A BATH IN HUMAN GUTS
STEALING CHILDREN'S BIRTHDAY CAKE
TRIPPING OLD PEOPLE
STEALING OLD PEOPLE'S TEETH AND REPLACING THEM WITH DUPLICATE TEETH THAT EXPLODE IN THEIR MOUTHS


💧☠️ Water villain: “Toxin”
Appearance:
A gelatinous and mutant creature, formed by garbage, oil and heavy metals. She has viscous tentacles and eyes floating on her body that change places.
Personality:
Silent, manipulative and vindictive. She loves to secretly pollute and see how animals suffer because of her. She feels powerful in the chaos.
Powers:
• Turn clean water into poison instantly.
• It releases microbes and toxic products to make fish, rivers and humans sick.
• It can merge with contaminated water bodies and grow in size.
Objective:
Transform the oceans into their kingdom of poison where only mutant creatures can live.
Additional crimes wanted for:
interdimensional killing entire species
Mass pollution
Murder
interdimensional Genocide
Selling drugs
Espionage
Selling planets
Ecological terrorism
interdimensionally Eating children
interdimensionally Eating people
interdimentionally Causing mass extinction
Planetary killing

Queen E-shou-tien Shinclare.
Ruler of the Ryukuzen Empire.
She has given Brave Blazer trouble for trying to find the sacred power hidden somewhere in the frontier moons. Her mad lust for power has decimated planet after planet and if successful in her goal she will become a goddess and unstoppable for all eternity.
Using an unknown power her soldiers follow her orders unquestioned and sacrifice themselves for her mad ambitions to rule all of creation. She seeks to add Brave Blazer to her collection and make him bend to her every whim.
Queen E-shou-tien Shinclare’s obsession with Brave Blazer is a double-edged lightspear in her quest for ultimate power—it drives her, but it also destabilizes her. On one hand, her fixation makes him more than just a threat; he's become a symbol of resistance she needs to dominate.
His continued defiance fuels her mythos—if she can bend the unbendable. Her judgment frays whenever he’s involved—she’ll reroute entire armadas just to trap him, ignore strategic priorities for the chance at a personal confrontation.
Queen E-shou-tien Shinclare is a vision of celestial menace and divine regality. Her presence alone warps the air, as though the universe itself hesitates around her.
She wears a living crown—a halo of crystalline serpents that weave and shimmer above her head, hissing in and out of phase with reality. Her eyes glow with the violet burn of energy, each one a swirling nebula that sees far more than the present. Her skin is porcelain-pale, laced with dark circuitry-like markings—remnants of her transcendence—that pulse in time with her voice.
Her armor is a fusion of ancient Ryukuzen ceremonial garb and high-tech exo-weave, draped in flowing, obsidian silks that ripple with stars. Across her back, six metallic wings unfold like blades of forgotten gods—sometimes seen, sometimes intangible. Her presence is both mesmerizing and suffocating, like staring too long at a dying sun.
To her loyalists, she is divine perfection. To her enemies, she is a waking nightmare stitched into flesh.
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Mannerisms:
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Giggles like a child when unleashing orbital annihilation beams.
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Tilts her head and sways gently when listening to distress calls across the cosmos.
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Offers sweets to prisoners—candies wrapped in prophecy verses that predict their doom



"LOOK INTO MY EYES AM I THE MOST BEAUTIFUL IN ALL CREATION. FIND HAPPINESS THROUGH ME MY DARLINGS"
"LET ME IN TO TOUCH YOUR SOULS AND FIND COMFORT IN ME"
"LOVE ME FOR AS LONG AS YOU LIVE. LOVE ME FOR AS LONG AS YOU SERVE ME. DEVOTE EVERYTHING TO ME YOUR QUEEN AHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!" BOW DOWN TO ME !!!! WORSHIP ME!!! YOUR EVERYTHING!!!!!"

Honey Kat is one of Brave Blazer's villainess foes however when she was saved by our handsome hero she developed feelings for him and sometimes aids him in his fights and helps out. MEOW BABY :P



🦇 The Immortal Elegy of Evalangine de Renard
The Origin:
Born under the rare Trisanguine Eclipse, Evalangine was the only child of the House of Renard, nobles of unmatched power in the ancient empire of Lys Nocturne.
Her beauty was whispered to cause tremors in the hearts of gods, and her mind was sharper than the obsidian mirrors lining her palace. She was no ordinary noble—she was a sorceress, scholar, and a celestial anomaly.
When the Council of Eternal Blood marked her as a threat, they bound her not with chains, but with time. Locked beneath the Moonspire in a slumber woven from dreams and stardust, she faded into myth… until Brave Blazer’s power stone shattered her silence.
The Curse:
The longer she slumbers, the more her power coils like gravity. Her fangs are tipped with starlight venom; her breath can summon secrets from forgotten eons. Some say the winds sing her lullaby, and others believe every eclipse is her eye cracking open.
The Return:
Upon waking, Evalangine did not scream. She sighed, and the stone around her tomb melted into tears. Her first step cracked the fabric of reality—not from rage, but from remembering. She speaks in an ancient dialect laced with prophecy. Wherever she walks, shadows gather not to threaten her… but to kneel.
The Belief:
Followers called the Velvet Covenant worship her as a goddess of vengeance, beauty, and lost wisdom. They wear mirrors on their backs—so she never has to see herself walk away again.
The Prophecy:
“She shall not end the world. She shall whisper it still… until even the stars forget they once burned.”
Awoke when Brave Blazer found his power stone and vowed to hunt him down after she blamed him for disturbing her 155,890-year slumber. Beautiful, deadly, and super strong, she has come close to defeating our hero.


🔮✨ Anciena – The Seamstress of Realities
They say Anciena doesn’t walk through time—she threads it. Appearing only in moments of fracture, she is neither ally nor enemy, but a presence that tilts destiny subtly back into place. Her motives are never declared; her help, never free. But when Brave Blazer was reborn from fire and ash, it was she who gifted him the means to endure.
The Suit of the Star-Wrought Flame
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Forged from aether-threaded obsidian she harvested from the bones of a dead comet
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Lined with chronoweave, allowing its wearer to bend seconds into moments
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Marked with a sigil stitched from the very light that whispered the universe into being
Anciena crafted it not as armor—but as reminder. That truth has weight. That legacy cannot be outrun. And that power, even divine, is still stitched with doubt.
Her Relationship with Brave Blazer:
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She once called him "Child of Spark and Sorrow."
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She does not guide him often—but always when he’s most at risk of forgetting himself.
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Some say she knew the god Blazer before his fall, perhaps as a sister of flame… or something far more personal.
Said to be shrouded in mystery and magic. Brave Blazer has come to her aid more than once, and she has helped him in return. It is said she made Brave Blazers suit after he found his power stone on an archeological dig in the unknown ruins.


Viper Blues - LOCKED AND LOADED READY FOR ACTION
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GRIMES THE CLOWN☠️
(ALSO KNOWN AS THE BOOGEY MAN)
"A BOO BOO BOO!!! I SEE YOU!! CRINKLE KACKLE HOO HOO HOO!" "NYUM NYUM TUM TUM "MWAHAHAHAAHAHAH"
GRIMES THE CLOWN, IS AN INTERGALACTIC POLLUTER WANTED ACROSS THE UNIVERSE.
HIS CRIMES ARE AS FOLLOWS: KIDNAPPING CHILDREN AND SELLING THEM.
EATING CHILDREN IF HE DOESN'T SELL THEM. HE LOVES USING SEASONING SALTS AND SCARE THEM TO INCREASE THEIR TASTE VALUE TO SUIT HIS APPETITE. HE IS WANTED: FOR SPREADING POLLUTION, FEAR, AND TOXIC WASTE.
Eating children of all species, eating unicorns, Stealing Dragon eggs for his breakfast, Grimes the clown is extremely dangerous and should be taken seriously at all times. His powers have not been recorded due to every investigation into what he is leading to immediate death. No agents have come back alive!!!
HE IS A WALKING CESSPOOL OF FILTH AND HORROR. REMEMBER PARENTS HIDE YOUR CHILDREN, LOCK YOUR DOORS, CHECK UNDER THE BEDS AT NIGHT, LOCK YOUR CLOSETS AND MOST OF ALL MAKE SURE YOUR FAMILY IS SAFE BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T THEN THE BOOGEY MAN WILL VISIT YOU FOR A MIDNIGHT SNACK!! MWA HAHAHAHA!!!!
THE FRONTIER MOONS ARE A FRIGHTENING PLACE IF CREATURES LIKE THIS WERE FROM THERE. WANTED POSTERS BELOW WITH DESCRIPTION. IF YOU SEE THE BOOGEY MAN, CONTACT BRAVE BLAZER IMMEDIATELY!!!!!!!!!!! ON CONNECTION LINE M.U.R.P.H.E.Y.










🚀 SUSIE “STARBREAKER” NOVAK
Alias:
Razorbeam Susie · The Neon Widow
Occupation:
Bounty Hunter (Tier-Sigma) · Rogue Enforcer · Cosmic Trouble Magnet
Base of Operations:
The Hollow Comet Bar, drifting in orbit of Vortrex-9
🧬 BIOPROFILE
Born on the lawless storm-world of Calyx Prime, Susie grew up piloting scrapships and out-bluffing debt lords. After single-handedly crashing a prison barge into a warlord’s moon fortress (while handcuffed), she became the most wanted hunter and the most unpredictable wildcard on any bounty registry.
Personality:
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Quick with a one-liner, quicker with her plasma blasters
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Drinks her enemies under the table before throwing them through it
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Notorious for breaking contracts—but always for the right reasons
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Claims she once "bluffed a starship into imploding just by winking"
🔫 GEAR & TECH
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Double Helix Revolvers — fire twin beams that curve around cover
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Wyrmhide Cloak — grown from the hide of a spatial leviathan, renders her invisible while moving at speed
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Neon Widow Drone — a sarcastic AI sidekick with bad ideas and worse timing
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Starlash Boots — boots that let her walk on hulls, ceilings, or across small suns (once)
📜 RECENT CONTRACTS
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Captured rogue synth-poet Zed Thirteen mid-performance
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Helped Brave Blazer delay the Hounfall of Sector 9 by weaponizing karaoke
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Once slapped an Archduke of the Nova Syndicate into a wormhole (accidentally)
🗨️ Signature Quote:
> “I don’t chase marks. I let ’em run ‘til they realize they’re already caught.”

WANTED COUNTESS KARLOTTA DEGHOUL

Countess Karlotta De Ghoul intergalactic space witch
WANTED:
COUNTESS KARLOTTA DE GHOUL Alias:
The Voidflower · Soulmother of the Bleeding Veil · High Matron of the Thorned Sigil
Last Seen:
Drifting through the ruins of the Whispering Tides, aboard her cathedral-ship
The Obsidian Thorn
Crimes Against the Multisphere:
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Soul-harvesting on Elboria Prime (entire planetary population bound to the Bracelet of DeGhoul)
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Temporal corruption of the Bleeding Veil (Class-Ω arcane violation)
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Attempted consumption of Brave Blazer’s Hyper Power Stone
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Creation of the Mirrorborn construct (psychospiritual warfare)
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Alleged alliance with Virellon Vantael, Hollow Chosen
Known Abilities:
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Necro-sorcery fueled by planetary soul resonance
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Reality-warping illusions and astral manipulation
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Agelessness via bracelet-bound soul cycling
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Command of spectral legions and sentient spellbooks
Warning:
Countess Karlotta is not to be approached under any circumstances. Her presence alone has been known to induce hallucinations, memory loss, and existential dread. If encountered, contact the Spectrum Sentinels or Brave Blazer immediately via the M.U.R.P.H.E.Y. beacon network.
Bounty: 9 million starlit credits, dead or sealed. Bonus: 1.5 million credits for recovery of the Bracelet of DeGhoul (containment-grade stasis required).
One of Brave Blazer's villainesses.
Enchantress and swordswoman, she clashed with Brave Blazer more than once on the frontier moons using her magic and her ancient bracelet of Deghoul. It is said that her bracelet holds the souls of an entire planet's population, providing her with a well-supply of magic to use and allowing her to stay young and beautiful for eons.




Brave Blazer vs. Red Claw – Shadows of Dominion
In a neon-lit city riddled with corruption and vice, Brave Blazer emerged from tragedy. Once an elite detective named Michael Legend star. He vanished after being betrayed by Red Claw who was once part of the guardian braves.
Years later, he returned cloaked in cutting-edge armor, driven by vengeance and a code of justice. With every corrupt official exposed and drug den dismantled, his legend grew—and so did his enemies.
At the center of that darkness sits Red Claw, an international assassin-turned-crime matriarch.
Cold, precise, and always one step ahead, she carved her empire with blood and whispers. Brave Blazer’s crusade cuts deep into her operations—seizing her cash flows, dismantling her smuggling rings, and burning her network from the shadows.
Now she’s done playing cat and mouse.
She’s placed a bounty on Brave Blazer’s head so high, it could buy a country, and she's not sending hired guns. She's coming for him herself.
But here's the twist:
Their pasts are intertwined. Years ago, Red Claw—back when she was still Natalia Vex—trained with Michael in the same Guardian Braves unit before going rogue.
She taught him precision.
He taught her mercy.
Now, they meet as nemeses, shaped by a world that is filled with corruption, deceit, death, despair, dishonor.
The city becomes a battleground, with every alley, rooftop, and boardroom a theater for their inevitable clash.
THE ASSASSIN RED CLAW SWORE TO KILL BRAVE BLAZER AFTER HE STARTED GETTING RID OF CRIME AND HER MONEY SOURCE.

☣️ EMPEROR MALHAVOC, SCOURGE OF THE BREATHING EARTH
Title:
The Smog Crowned · Warden of Waste · Lord of the Last Breath Realm: The Necrocore Refineries · Orbiting the Choked Sun of Virex-9
Origin:
Once a planetary eco-engineer named Dr. Hal Vok, Malhavoc was betrayed by the very corporations he served. Left to die in a collapsing waste reactor, he fused with the core’s sentient pollution AI and emerged as a being of living smog and vengeance.
Appearance:
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A towering figure of rusted armor and leaking pipes
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His face is a gas mask fused to bone, eyes glowing with methane flame
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A toxic crown of rotating smokestacks hovers above his head
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His cape is made of plastic bags and oil-slick feathers
Abilities:
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Smog Dominion — controls all airborne toxins; can suffocate cities with a thought
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Plastivore Swarm — unleashes microbeasts that consume organic matter and excrete plastic
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Ash Rebirth — resurrects the dead as pollution-warped revenants
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Carbon Gospel — a psychic broadcast that convinces populations to embrace decay
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The Final Spill — ruptures planetary cores, flooding ecosystems with molten waste
Nemesis Status:
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Declared a Planetary Extinction-Level Threat
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Fought Brave Blazer in the Smog Wars of Sector 88
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Once trapped Viper Blues in a soundproof smog dome for 13 days
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Rumored to have shaken hands with Houn—and left the meeting smiling
inscription on his refinery walls: > “Clean air is treason. Let the world choke on its denial.”




🌿 GALACTIC BOUNTY NOTICE NAME:
MOTHER BLIGHT
ALIAS(ES):
The Mold Goddess ·
Bloom of Ruin ·
Verdant Warden of Decay
THREAT LEVEL: BIO-ECLIPSE
REWARD:
₡4.5 BILLION CREDITS (Hazard Pay Bonus in Fungal-Resistant Coinage)
CHARGES:
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Terraforming planetary forests into predatory fungal ecosystems
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Resurrection and weaponization of the dead via parasitic spores
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Collapse of entire food chains through sentient plant corruption
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Deployment of the Verdant Grave bio-cloud on six terraformed colonies
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Incubation of planetary minds using mycelial psionic networks
📍 LAST SEEN:
Drifting aboard the moss-covered warship Sporelight Crown, last detected absorbing biomass from the ruins of Biosaturn Prime.
POSTER WARNING:
Do not inhale in her proximity.
Blight spores override cognition within minutes. Victims often praise her... before blooming.
🗯️ “Let the roots dream again. Let the rot sing its lullaby.” — Intercepted transmission from Mycorrhizal Cathedral


♻️💀 INTERPLANETARY BOUNTY
BULLETIN NAME: THE RECYCLER
ALIAS(ES): Greenwash Executor · The Upcycler · The False Prophet of Clean
CRIMES AGAINST BIOSPHERIC INTEGRITY:
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Global-scale eco-fraud and fake sustainability campaigns
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Vaporization of whistleblowers using compacted landfill drones
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Detonation of toxic “recyclobombs” within zero-waste cities
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Manipulation of planetary waste markets to fund black-lung wars
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Cultivation of a corporate cult disguised as an environmental nonprofit
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Broadcasting psychotropic ads through holographic recycling mascots
🧿 THREAT LEVEL: PLASTIC
ARMAGEDDON REWARD: 2.9 BILLION
CREDITS (Redeemable for truth detox or biome restoration)
📍 LAST SEEN: Live-streaming from the
Neon Landfill Rings, surrounded by screaming piles of whispering garbage and animated mascots branded “Lil’ Bin.”
⚠️ WANTED DEAD OR EXPONENTIALLY REPACKAGED. Approach with caution—subject weaponizes guilt and nostalgia. Has been known to dissolve facts in sentimental sludge.
🗯️ “You asked for a cleaner future. I’m just selling it back to you… bagged and branded.” — The Recycler, from his viral ad campaign “Guilt-Free Forever”


WANTED COUNT SMOGGULA The Toxic Tyrant of the Wastelands
Description:
Once a noble, now a nightmarish abomination. Mutated by decades of exposure to forbidden industrial waste, Count Smoggula reeks of vengeance and volatile chemicals. His form constantly shifts—oozing sludge, skeletal fangs, radioactive mist swirling around his cloak.
Crimes:
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Summoning acid rain over helpless villages
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Corrupting forests into blackened swamps
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Reanimating pollution into sentient sludge minions
Last Seen:
Emerging from the smokestacks of the condemned refinery at Deadman’s Crater, just before vanishing into a sulfuric storm.
Reward:
1,000,000 bio-credits + a lifetime air filtration supply
Warning:
Approach with hazmat gear only. Count Smoggula is considered dangerously noxious and psychologically corrosive.

WANTED THE WITCH OF THE WASTE Once divine, now diseased. Glamour distilled into gloom.
Description:
Once the adored supermodel of the Sky-Cities—immortalized in midnight billboards and chrome catwalks—she vanished after the final fallout. Years later, she returned from the wastelands... altered beyond belief. Her beauty survives only in glimmers beneath cracked glamor flesh. Her poisoned presence wilts flowers, melts steel, and summons nightmares.
Alias:
Lady Fallout, The Glamour Ghoul, Her Majesty in Ash.
Crimes:
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Unleashing toxic storms upon luxury enclaves -
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Cursing entire districts with “The Runway Plague”
Last Seen:
Floating above the Neon Rifts in a tattered gown of irradiated silk, whispering to the shadows of broken satellites.
Reward:
2,500,000 credits & a Class-X containment vault
Warning:
Do not engage. Contact with the Witch has led to psychological collapse, rapid mutation, and hallucinatory obsession.


THE BALLAD OF OLD MAN MCTRASH “From custodian to calamity.”
Long before the Earth cracked and the sky turned sour, McTrash was the head janitor of Gaia Core Facility—keeper of order, master of mop. But when the facility’s containment failed and toxic sludge seeped into his veins, he transformed into a living landfill with command over decay and vermin.
From his lair—a mobile fortress built from compacted garbage trucks—he spread pestilence across the wastelands. His greatest creations: a brood of mutated raccoons with neon eyes and claws dripping acid. They perched on his shoulders like twisted epaulettes, squeaking commands in forgotten code.
Enter:
Brave Blazer, the last agent of the Solar Guard, clad in flame-forged armor and armed with the Sunblade. Their battle lit the night sky—flames against filth, justice against junk. For seven days they clashed across ruined cities.
McTrash hurled dumpsters like meteors and unleashed trashquakes. But Blazer, with a final solar flare slash, cracked his fortress and sent him tumbling into a molten landfill.
He was presumed lost, melted into the muck—but rumors swirl. Some say he still roams the shadows, whispering to garbage heaps, waiting for the sun to fade… and for the trash to rise again.
WANTED OLD MAN MCTRASH “The King of Corrosion”
DESCRIPTION:
Once a humble janitor—now a festering legend. Wears a trashcan crown and trails a cloak stitched from warning labels and irradiated grocery bags.
His shoulders host a pair of toxic raccoons: one blind, one venomous. Smells like the end of the world and whispers in landfill lingo.
CRIMES:
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Terraforming cities into heaps of sentient refuse
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Attempted overthrow of Brave Blazer with weaponized garbage cyclones
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Harboring Class-V vermin in violation of the Wasteland Biodome Accord
LAST SEEN:
Emerging from the collapsed compost catacombs beneath Sector 9, dragging a rusted shopping cart of cursed relics and humming a tune made of static.
REWARD:
750,000 credits, a year’s supply of purified air, and a complimentary hazmat exorcism
Warning:
Known to manipulate biodegradable matter. Engagement is discouraged unless wielding fire and poetic resolve.



WANTED POPKOOKYMOOKY “The Snack that Snatches!”
Description:
Once a humble kernel… now a radioactive nightmare with glowing toxic eyes and a mouth that drools neon slime.
PopKookyMooky lurks in the shadows of suburban streets, his form crackling with buttery energy. Around him swarm his loyal raccoon minions—half-melted, always watching.
Crimes:
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Popping up in trick-or-treat towns to cause chaos
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Transfiguring lost toys into crunchy raccoon effigies
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Leaving trails of slime that whisper children’s names at midnight
Last Seen:
Glitching in and out of reality near the Haunted Snack Factory ruins, silhouetted in flickering neon lights and steam.
Reward:
1,500,000 credits and a lifetime supply of shrink-wrap firecrackers
Warning:
Do not engage if craving popcorn. Risk of becoming his next snack is high.

☣️ HOUN, THE ABYSS
Title:
Devourer of Toxified Worlds · God Omega
Contagion Classification:
Cosmic Entity · Eldritch Apex Predator ·
Bio-Necrotic Extinction Core
Threat Level:
GOD OMEGA —
Existential Annihilation Across Dimensions
Nemesis Status:
Houn is a Class Omega Extinction Entity. Brave Blazer and Viper Blues once delayed its feeding cycle by syncing a photon-sonic resonance that disrupted its gravitational rhythm for 88 seconds.
Whispers from the Void: > “It does not speak. It hungers. And when it arrives, even silence screams.”
Visual Description:
A rotting demon-skeletal colossus the size of a small moon. Ripped flesh peels from obsidian bone. A toxic waste sigil burns on its forehead, eternally dripping with reality-corrupting ichor. Its gaping, twisted maw devours planets like fruit, juicing entire biospheres in a single bite.
The closer one drifts to Houn’s body, the more unbearable the noise becomes: the screams of quintillions, embedded in its mutated flesh, souls fused in agony, twitching in eternity.
Powers & Abilities:
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Void Maw Consumption — Houn eats corrupted planets whole, absorbing their biomass, spirit energy, and radioactive decay.
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Contagion Gravity Field — proximity induces mutations, deformities, and insanity; even sensing Houn’s presence causes hallucinations and tissue warping.
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Soul Furnace — every devoured soul becomes a shriek in Houn’s aura, weaponized as tormenting echoes or flesh puppets.
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Dimensional Stomach — devoured worlds rot in subspace, their memories liquefied into fuel.
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Planet Spear Tongue — strikes with tendrils the length of orbits, spreading plague-like rifts on contact.
Known History:
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First manifested during the collapse of the 7th Infinitum Spiral.
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It was once sealed in the Grave Orbit of Null-Thera, but the wards eroded after the fall of the Flame Choir.
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Survived incineration by seven dying stars.
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Responsible for the Extinction Rain of Sector V-13, turning twelve populated planets into ooze-threshed husks.
Known Opponents:
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Brave Blazer, wounded during the Toxineclipse event.
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Viper Blues, once silenced by its mutagenic hymn, returned with a sound so pure it fractured one of Houn’s eyes.
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The Cryo-Angel Chorus, fallen.
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The Archivists of Bone-Era erased.
Current Status:
Drifting between dying systems. Feeding. Evolving. Every world it devours adds a new face to its rotted chest—a face still screaming.
Last Transmission from Captain Sorren Vale (deceased): > “Tell them not to listen to the sobs—they aren’t cries for help. They’re lures. They want you to pity them. That’s how it starts. That’s how the hunger spreads.”
📓 FINAL JOURNAL ENTRY — RECOVERED FROM ASHFIELD ORPHAN VAULT AUTHOR: “Lina” (Age 9)
DATE:
Unknown (Planetary Time Collapse Event +3 hours) STATUS: Posthumous Echo · Soulprint Fragment 7 of 88
[BEGIN ENTRY]
Dear Skybook, Today the sun didn’t rise. It *peeled*. Like someone took a bite out of it. The grown-ups screamed, but the sky was louder. It made a sound like crying backwards. I saw it. The big thing. The one from the dreams. It looked like a skeleton made of planets and smoke. Its mouth was open, and it was eating the moon like it was a peach.
I tried to draw it, but my crayons melted. Miss Juna said not to look, but I did. I *had* to.
It looked back at me. I think it smiled. The ground is shaking now. The air tastes like batteries. Everyone’s hiding in the music room. But the music stopped. If anyone finds this, tell my brother I kept the promise.
I didn’t scream. I just sang the song backward like he said. I’m not scared anymore. I think I’m floating. The stars are getting closer, or maybe I’m getting smaller. Goodbye, Skybook. If you see the big thing again, don’t blink. It likes that. Love, Lina [END ENTRY]
A CHILD WITNESSED HOUNS' ARRIVAL TO HER PLANET'S FINAL HOURS, AND THAT CHILD WILL NOT SEE HER 10TH BIRTHDAY.





