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Name: (Phillip Spears)
Age: (39)
Morality: (Neutral/Evil (Formerly Good)
Occupation: (Bounty Hunter)
Vehicle: (Roadkill)
Wish: (To find the man who murdered his family, and ruined his life.)
-------------------------
*Backstory)
="(On a hot sunny day amongst the grueling summer heat of Diablo Pass, we see a small mechanic shop near the vacant area of Ghost Town Gulch, inside are two repairman fixing an old fashioned Ford, while talking about the recent boxing match last night at the grand city stadium.)

----------------------

Butch| “Say, you catch the match last night? Talk about brutal!"

Carl| "Yeah, you're tellin' me… soon as Dylan came in knocking Jefferson with a flying haymaker, the lights were out for the guy. The poor bastard…"

Butch|" Yeah, tell me about it… takes a lotta balls to go face to face against another heavyweight. Say, you ever catch his one bout against Frank the Tank-"

(Immediately the two men were abruptly interrupted by a aloud SCREECHING from a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro SS, kicking and spitting dirt and sand off the gravel road, as the two men were caught by surprise. Down the highway he drove, which the new guy felt to take notice of possible speeding.)

Butch| "Ho-LY SHIT, did you see how fast that guy was driving?! Gotta be a 90 to a 95 AT LEAST…"

Carl| "Ah jeez, not that guy again…"

Butch| "Again…? Wait, you…you know who that dude was? I sure as Hell never seen that car before."

Carl| "Put it this way kid, long as you stay outta his way, he’ll stay outta yours…. But that man, he’s one sick twisted son of a bitch!"

----------------------
(Hard cut to a loud engine roaring, inside, we see the driver's seat of the speeding vehicle, behind the wheel is a tragic man with a regretful past. This, is his story…)

----------------------

"Name’s Roadkill… well, least that's what the locals around here call me.

Hell after so many years of doing what I do, I sorta lost my old identify. At time's I often forget who's really behind the mask. I don't even know who I am anymore...

But I wasn't always like this… back then, I was just like you. Regular average joe. But then… in a moment, it was all taken away from me.

Used to be an office clerk, nothing special. Just an average guy trying to get shit done around the telemarketers, had a couple of pricks give a few prank calls here and there, and I guarantee 99 percent of the time they just wanted to get the free benefits. My wife, Nora… she was the only thing keeping me sane from the mundane rut of that god forsaken shithole of a job. She was only 6 months pregnant too… when I got the news, I didn't know what to think of it. Doctors said it might’ve been a baby girl. Annabelle was what she wanted to call her... knowing that fact… only made my heart sank even further knowing what would happened to both of them.

On my way home… I found a trail of blood outside the house… once I got inside… my god. Nora was laying there…. Covered in her own blood!

I, I didn't know what to do first, do-do I call the cops for a break-in? Do I call the paramedics? Not like they could do anything, her pulse stopped beating by the time I got inside… but then, just when I thought it couldnt get any worse... as I looked to my left. Our little girl… our soon to be child, was ripped from her mother’s womb. Laying beside the garbage. My poor Annabelle... that image's been stuck in my mind after all these years.

All my life, people would walk all over me… treating me as if I was never good enough for this world… Nora tried to help me through all the bullshit I had to put up with, but this…? They say God favors those of pure heart, so then why must I be punished for just trying to provide for my family?? It's just not right! They were innocent souls, they didn't harm anyone, but some disgusting piece of human filth just saw easy thrills, and killed them both without a second thought.

What the fuck has our society come to?!
----------------------------

My father, bless his soul, was the one and only Captain Spears, top lieutenant of the grunt battalion back in WWII. To me, that man was my hero. I wanted to be just like him… but I never had that ‘killer instinct’ within me. Hell even when Nora confirmed the baby was coming, I didn't even know how to be a real father. But seeing my own daughter…and my own wife dead… that's when I loaded up my father’s old weapon stash. I geared up, even took the family car and morphed it into something deadly. The pencil pushing douchebag was gone, now… if I ever find the cocksucker who tore my life to shreds….I’ll fucking kill them.

From then on, I became what's known as a 'bounty hunter' amongst the city. Only way to contact me is by a ‘secret’ phone call, but believe me, all the perps I found, none of them were the scumbag who took my family. What felt like years, I was running into dead end after dead end, but now… now I might actually have something to help my problem.

Guy known as Calypso, heard of his name before, but I didn't care much a shit about him or his politics frankly, well apparently he’s hosting a contest. Anyone with a working car can enter, and low and behold. The grand prize, a wish. Anything the winner desires. Whelp, I already know what I desire, but the catch is I gotta fight tooth and nail just to earn it. If I have to dismantle every last mother fucker that stands in my way just to earn a shot at finding the man who murdered my family, then by all means… I accept.

When this is all over, there's gonna be Hell to pay!"

(Driving at top speed, Roadkill sprints his car down the desert highway, ready to destroy his fellow competitors in this year’s contest.)

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------------------------------
*Campaign Order/Loading Screen Intermissions)
===
1. (Sunsprings CA|) Song of Choice = [Man in the Box by Alice in Chains]
"All I gotta do is win this year's contest, then the highway to hell will be paved by blood of that sick mother fucker who destroyed my life. Nora... this ones for you, babe. I'll find em'...I promise."

2. (Diablo Pass|) Song of Choice = [Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap! By AC/DC]
"Back to this rotten shithole? Seems every asshole on earth lives around here, I've had a few hits around this place before, but now this is getting ridiculous. Ah well, more fun for me I guess..."

3. (Thrills N Spills|) Song of Choice = [You’ve Got Another Thing Coming! By Judas Priest]
"Remembered back in the old days, took Nora here on a fist date. Rides, the cotton candy... it was all so innocent back then. But now... all it does is remind me of how far gone I've become. Nothing's ever gonna be the same for me after this is all over..."

4. (Diesel City|) Song of Choice = [Living After Midnight by Disturbed]
"Now this place, had a couple of gangsters around here that I was tasked to whack, some of them got really scared when I smashed their goon's faces into a bloody paste. Seems the only way to get through to people, is to beat some sense out of them. Frankly, I say they all deserve it. Nobody's innocent, not even me."

5. (Watkyn’s Harbor|) Song of Choice = [Kill Em’ All by Ox]
"Locked and loaded... Calypso better know how to find this scumbag, if not... I can always frag his sorry ass instead. You'd be surprised how many people came to me to do something about him. Wonder if it'll be worth it in the end."

6. (Metro Square|) Song of Choice = [Pts. Of. Athrty by Linkin Park]
"Family... seems everyone has one to cherish. But a sorry sack of shit like myself, all I got left is the pain to keep me going. It hurts, but nothings gonna hurt more than the pain I'll bring to all these godless freaks!"

7. (LA Skyline|) Song of Choice = [Chaos by Tim Skold]
"Seems Calypso finally has the right idea, only curveball in his little plan, I've already conquered my suicidal tendencies. Why harm myself, when there's a fucking monster out there who deserves all of my hatred? After what he did to my wife... my daughter... I say they get what's coming to them!"

8. (Black-Rock-Stadium|) Song of Choice = [Honest Eyes by Black Tide]
"All I wanna know, is the truth... I heard the stories of what Calypso can do... which is why I wont wish for my family to come back from the dead... he'll only bring them back as shadows of their former selves. Which is why I'll give him a wish so simple, there's no way he could screw it up. For Nora, and Annabelle... they deserve to have closure."

Boss. (Hammer Head & Slayer) Song of Choice = [Bullet With A Name by Nonpoint]
"Think I'm supposed to be scared of these two loud sons of bitches? All I see is two giant pussies who are desperately over compensating, once I tear them both down to size...then we'll see who runs scared..."

======================================================
*Ending)
"(The carnage and pure anarchic nature of Calypso's contest had finally come to an end, with Roadkill's success, he barged his way into Calypso's office, demanding he deliver the goods. After all his pain and misery, finally he'll discover the truth behind that fateful day.)

--------------------------

Calypso| "Excellent work out there Roadkill, why a man of your expertise, you're talents were very entertaining for my pleasure."

Roadkill| "Glad I could amuse... but cut the bullshit, and hand over the prize..."

Calypso| "Calm yourself, Mr. Spears... afterall, you have won the contest, why not take this time to relish in your victory?"

Roadkill| "Relish what?! I didn't come here to jerk off my ego, lets make that perfectly clear! I'm only here because you're the man to help me out, and I expect you to stay true to your word, you greasy haired prick!...

Listen... years ago... my wife and child were taken from me, and I couldn't do a thing about it but sit there while they both bleed out... I searched everywhere, but came short. Every.Damn.Time. So, Calypso, I demand you bring him to me... I want you to bring fourth the man who murdered my family in cold blood!

NOW!!

(With a stern look, Calypso agreed to his prize, with a brief smirk, he granted his wish)

Calypso| "Very well then, Mr. Spears... your wish, is Granted....

----------------------

(In a bright flash, Calypso had teleported the murderer to his office, all to Roadkill's delight. However, the room suddenly filled with a foul, rotting, putrid odor, flies and maggots began sprawling over the room, as black putrid blood leaked onto his carpet. The corpse of the murderer, had been delivered.)

Roadkill| "Wh-...what the fuck is this? Some kind of sick fucking joke to you!? You think this is supposed to be funny?!"

Calypso| "No joke, Mr. Spears. You asked for your prize, and I delivered. Meet Marcus Kane, also known as Sweet Tooth the clown. The man who murdered your family..."

Roadkill| "You...you cant be serious, that can't be him... its nothing but a rotting fucking corpse!"

Calypso| "You see, Sweet Tooth entered one of my previous contests all those years ago, however as you can clearly see... his prize lead him, to his final resting place. If anything you should feel honored that your wish didn't go as badly as his did."

Roadkill| "You mean... all those years... and the man who killed them, died before I could even get my vengeance.... all because of a fat fucking clown?!"

Calypso| "If there's anything else I can assist you with, Roadkill. Do feel free to let me know."

(Kneeling over the disgusting corpse of Sweet Tooth, Roadkill, stood up in a moment of clarity. IF the killer he'd been searching for was already dead. Then perhaps, one last mission could be accomplished. He turned around, loaded Glock in his hands, he turned to Calypso.)

As a matter of fact... there is....

*BANG*

(With one quick blast, Roadkill successfully shot Calypso right between the forehead, as his body flung backwards into his chair, staring dead center as blood trickled down his face.)

Roadkill| "Consider that payment, for all the people you harmed, you rotten son of a bitch. You and that clown can both burn in Hell..."

(Heading outside to his vehicle, Roadkill finally removed his biker helmet, revealing the face of the man trapped inside this world of anger and vengeance. As he rides into the night, we hear one final line from him, accepting inner peace.)

"Its all over now Nora... Annabelle, I finally got the son of a bitch... maybe now you both can finally, rest in peace..."

However, the camera zooms from his helmet on the ground, all the way back to Calypso's office... before the finale scene cuts to black, Calypso's eyes would open spontaneously, as a faint laughter forms, he emerges. Implying Calypso allowed Roadkill to shoot him in the face, only to toy with him and his pride. Calypso, was completely unharmed, but Roadkill's reward was the very least, put to an end.

As the credits cut to black, the song from Twitted Metal 2012's official ost, titled "Roadkill" would play off during the final end credits.

|THE END|

=====================================
*Trivia)
*Roadkill in the original timeline of games, was infact Marcus Kane, aka Sweet Tooth. However done through the likes of having an alter ego. Considering that fact, I had to take slightly different liberties with this incarnation of the character.

*The initial idea I was going for with this version of Roadkill, was that of a vicious vigilante searching for vengeance. In fact, considering the relation with Sweet Tooth, I was inspired by a "Batman vs Joker" vibe, rather than him being the same character with a split personality. Basically what if Batman could commit bloody murders, while Sweet Tooth being dead, would still psychologically screw with Roadkill by the end of it.

*The idea for his motivation and ending, were somewhat inspired by Axel's Twisted Metal Black story, however done through a more "grunge/edgy" perspective.

*Roadkill during Twisted Metal Black, did infact have a completely different driver, being named John Doe. Which is a description by law enforcement revolving someone or a subject who has no indefinable name, the female version being a 'Jane Doe'. However with the recent upcoming Twisted Metal show, it appears John Doe is just the character's name, and not really an alias. (Presumably as of this writing.)

*"Frank the Tank" was the name of driver "Crazy 8" aka No Face from Twisted Metal Black, the boxing name he used before having his face surgically altered.

*'Captain Spears" father of Phillip Spears here, is actually the original driver from Twisted Metal 1's Roadkill, taking homage by Mad Max more so than a homeless bum in later games. His goal was to find the remains of his fallen soldiers, to go back and save them from dying in war. Liberties with him being a veteran, were reasons for Phillip to take on a arsenal of weapons old and new.

*The idea of his wife and child found dead near his kitchen trash can, and of him scavenging the streets like a wild animal, to me symbolizes him taking ownership of his "Roadkill" status. Plus having both him and the previous timeline of Marcus sharing a goal to seek the answer he needs to know the truth.

*If a sequel idea ever came to play, maybe this version Roadkill would end up as a homeless bum, originally clamming to be free from the trauma of his past incident...but as the nightmares of the clown haunt him, he'd slowly cause him to go mentally insane. Thus becoming a psycho with nothing to lose. Reinventing the classic, as typical reboots do.

*The song choice "Chaos" by Tim Skold , was taken directly from Twisted Metal 4's soundtrack, which is ironic considering Roadkill never made an appearance in that game. (No matter the bad rep 4 and 3 gets, that song kicks ass.)

*Bit random, but the overall ascetic of this game's Roadkill, to me, gives off a vibe from the cancelled Sci-Fi show "Blood Drive", as both were grindhouse gorefests involving vehicular destruction under the disguise of a twisted contest held by a demonic show-host. Furthermore, Julian Slink from that series TOTALLY gives me serious Calypso vibes. (Seriously SciFi Channel...bring that show back. Or Peacock, HBO....SOMEBODY! Anybody!)

*Lastly, much like Death Warrant, I had envisioned an alternate ending for Roadkill, which would go as follows...
Roadkill succeeded in his triumph at Calypso's contest, finally awaiting to see the real murderer behind his family's death. "Bring me the man who murdered my family!" He shouts, however Calypso simply hands him a mirror. Not fully understanding, Calypso informs him that Phillip was the one who murdered them. While in a state of blind rage due to the job deducting his payment for the year, he lashed out and snapped at his pregnant wife, killing her and their daughter in viscous cold blood. Distraught, and denying all possible evidence, the pieces come together...Phillip was responsible for their demise. Calypso tells him, no use running anymore, time to accept his future. Which Roadkill grabbed his pump shotgun, and blasted his brains all over Calypso's office. All while Calypso makes a snide remark of how he needs a new carpet. This ending was scrapped, souly on the fact it would make Phillip come off as more of a evil bastard, rather than someone who suffered and wanted to rectify his situation. Least, that was my intentions.
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Description

Name: (Phillip Spears)
Age: (39)
Morality: (Neutral/Evil (Formerly Good)
Occupation: (Bounty Hunter)
Vehicle: (Roadkill)
Wish: (To find the man who murdered his family, and ruined his life.)
-------------------------
*Backstory)
="(On a hot sunny day amongst the grueling summer heat of Diablo Pass, we see a small mechanic shop near the vacant area of Ghost Town Gulch, inside are two repairman fixing an old fashioned Ford, while talking about the recent boxing match last night at the grand city stadium.)

----------------------

Butch| “Say, you catch the match last night? Talk about brutal!"

Carl| "Yeah, you're tellin' me… soon as Dylan came in knocking Jefferson with a flying haymaker, the lights were out for the guy. The poor bastard…"

Butch|" Yeah, tell me about it… takes a lotta balls to go face to face against another heavyweight. Say, you ever catch his one bout against Frank the Tank-"

(Immediately the two men were abruptly interrupted by a aloud SCREECHING from a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro SS, kicking and spitting dirt and sand off the gravel road, as the two men were caught by surprise. Down the highway he drove, which the new guy felt to take notice of possible speeding.)

Butch| "Ho-LY SHIT, did you see how fast that guy was driving?! Gotta be a 90 to a 95 AT LEAST…"

Carl| "Ah jeez, not that guy again…"

Butch| "Again…? Wait, you…you know who that dude was? I sure as Hell never seen that car before."

Carl| "Put it this way kid, long as you stay outta his way, he’ll stay outta yours…. But that man, he’s one sick twisted son of a bitch!"

----------------------
(Hard cut to a loud engine roaring, inside, we see the driver's seat of the speeding vehicle, behind the wheel is a tragic man with a regretful past. This, is his story…)

----------------------

"Name’s Roadkill… well, least that's what the locals around here call me.

Hell after so many years of doing what I do, I sorta lost my old identify. At time's I often forget who's really behind the mask. I don't even know who I am anymore...

But I wasn't always like this… back then, I was just like you. Regular average joe. But then… in a moment, it was all taken away from me.

Used to be an office clerk, nothing special. Just an average guy trying to get shit done around the telemarketers, had a couple of pricks give a few prank calls here and there, and I guarantee 99 percent of the time they just wanted to get the free benefits. My wife, Nora… she was the only thing keeping me sane from the mundane rut of that god forsaken shithole of a job. She was only 6 months pregnant too… when I got the news, I didn't know what to think of it. Doctors said it might’ve been a baby girl. Annabelle was what she wanted to call her... knowing that fact… only made my heart sank even further knowing what would happened to both of them.

On my way home… I found a trail of blood outside the house… once I got inside… my god. Nora was laying there…. Covered in her own blood!

I, I didn't know what to do first, do-do I call the cops for a break-in? Do I call the paramedics? Not like they could do anything, her pulse stopped beating by the time I got inside… but then, just when I thought it couldnt get any worse... as I looked to my left. Our little girl… our soon to be child, was ripped from her mother’s womb. Laying beside the garbage. My poor Annabelle... that image's been stuck in my mind after all these years.

All my life, people would walk all over me… treating me as if I was never good enough for this world… Nora tried to help me through all the bullshit I had to put up with, but this…? They say God favors those of pure heart, so then why must I be punished for just trying to provide for my family?? It's just not right! They were innocent souls, they didn't harm anyone, but some disgusting piece of human filth just saw easy thrills, and killed them both without a second thought.

What the fuck has our society come to?!
----------------------------

My father, bless his soul, was the one and only Captain Spears, top lieutenant of the grunt battalion back in WWII. To me, that man was my hero. I wanted to be just like him… but I never had that ‘killer instinct’ within me. Hell even when Nora confirmed the baby was coming, I didn't even know how to be a real father. But seeing my own daughter…and my own wife dead… that's when I loaded up my father’s old weapon stash. I geared up, even took the family car and morphed it into something deadly. The pencil pushing douchebag was gone, now… if I ever find the cocksucker who tore my life to shreds….I’ll fucking kill them.

From then on, I became what's known as a 'bounty hunter' amongst the city. Only way to contact me is by a ‘secret’ phone call, but believe me, all the perps I found, none of them were the scumbag who took my family. What felt like years, I was running into dead end after dead end, but now… now I might actually have something to help my problem.

Guy known as Calypso, heard of his name before, but I didn't care much a shit about him or his politics frankly, well apparently he’s hosting a contest. Anyone with a working car can enter, and low and behold. The grand prize, a wish. Anything the winner desires. Whelp, I already know what I desire, but the catch is I gotta fight tooth and nail just to earn it. If I have to dismantle every last mother fucker that stands in my way just to earn a shot at finding the man who murdered my family, then by all means… I accept.

When this is all over, there's gonna be Hell to pay!"

(Driving at top speed, Roadkill sprints his car down the desert highway, ready to destroy his fellow competitors in this year’s contest.)

----------------------

------------------------------
*Campaign Order/Loading Screen Intermissions)
===
1. (Sunsprings CA|) Song of Choice = [Man in the Box by Alice in Chains]
"All I gotta do is win this year's contest, then the highway to hell will be paved by blood of that sick mother fucker who destroyed my life. Nora... this ones for you, babe. I'll find em'...I promise."

2. (Diablo Pass|) Song of Choice = [Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap! By AC/DC]
"Back to this rotten shithole? Seems every asshole on earth lives around here, I've had a few hits around this place before, but now this is getting ridiculous. Ah well, more fun for me I guess..."

3. (Thrills N Spills|) Song of Choice = [You’ve Got Another Thing Coming! By Judas Priest]
"Remembered back in the old days, took Nora here on a fist date. Rides, the cotton candy... it was all so innocent back then. But now... all it does is remind me of how far gone I've become. Nothing's ever gonna be the same for me after this is all over..."

4. (Diesel City|) Song of Choice = [Living After Midnight by Disturbed]
"Now this place, had a couple of gangsters around here that I was tasked to whack, some of them got really scared when I smashed their goon's faces into a bloody paste. Seems the only way to get through to people, is to beat some sense out of them. Frankly, I say they all deserve it. Nobody's innocent, not even me."

5. (Watkyn’s Harbor|) Song of Choice = [Kill Em’ All by Ox]
"Locked and loaded... Calypso better know how to find this scumbag, if not... I can always frag his sorry ass instead. You'd be surprised how many people came to me to do something about him. Wonder if it'll be worth it in the end."

6. (Metro Square|) Song of Choice = [Pts. Of. Athrty by Linkin Park]
"Family... seems everyone has one to cherish. But a sorry sack of shit like myself, all I got left is the pain to keep me going. It hurts, but nothings gonna hurt more than the pain I'll bring to all these godless freaks!"

7. (LA Skyline|) Song of Choice = [Chaos by Tim Skold]
"Seems Calypso finally has the right idea, only curveball in his little plan, I've already conquered my suicidal tendencies. Why harm myself, when there's a fucking monster out there who deserves all of my hatred? After what he did to my wife... my daughter... I say they get what's coming to them!"

8. (Black-Rock-Stadium|) Song of Choice = [Honest Eyes by Black Tide]
"All I wanna know, is the truth... I heard the stories of what Calypso can do... which is why I wont wish for my family to come back from the dead... he'll only bring them back as shadows of their former selves. Which is why I'll give him a wish so simple, there's no way he could screw it up. For Nora, and Annabelle... they deserve to have closure."

Boss. (Hammer Head & Slayer) Song of Choice = [Bullet With A Name by Nonpoint]
"Think I'm supposed to be scared of these two loud sons of bitches? All I see is two giant pussies who are desperately over compensating, once I tear them both down to size...then we'll see who runs scared..."

======================================================
*Ending)
"(The carnage and pure anarchic nature of Calypso's contest had finally come to an end, with Roadkill's success, he barged his way into Calypso's office, demanding he deliver the goods. After all his pain and misery, finally he'll discover the truth behind that fateful day.)

--------------------------

Calypso| "Excellent work out there Roadkill, why a man of your expertise, you're talents were very entertaining for my pleasure."

Roadkill| "Glad I could amuse... but cut the bullshit, and hand over the prize..."

Calypso| "Calm yourself, Mr. Spears... afterall, you have won the contest, why not take this time to relish in your victory?"

Roadkill| "Relish what?! I didn't come here to jerk off my ego, lets make that perfectly clear! I'm only here because you're the man to help me out, and I expect you to stay true to your word, you greasy haired prick!...

Listen... years ago... my wife and child were taken from me, and I couldn't do a thing about it but sit there while they both bleed out... I searched everywhere, but came short. Every.Damn.Time. So, Calypso, I demand you bring him to me... I want you to bring fourth the man who murdered my family in cold blood!

NOW!!

(With a stern look, Calypso agreed to his prize, with a brief smirk, he granted his wish)

Calypso| "Very well then, Mr. Spears... your wish, is Granted....

----------------------

(In a bright flash, Calypso had teleported the murderer to his office, all to Roadkill's delight. However, the room suddenly filled with a foul, rotting, putrid odor, flies and maggots began sprawling over the room, as black putrid blood leaked onto his carpet. The corpse of the murderer, had been delivered.)

Roadkill| "Wh-...what the fuck is this? Some kind of sick fucking joke to you!? You think this is supposed to be funny?!"

Calypso| "No joke, Mr. Spears. You asked for your prize, and I delivered. Meet Marcus Kane, also known as Sweet Tooth the clown. The man who murdered your family..."

Roadkill| "You...you cant be serious, that can't be him... its nothing but a rotting fucking corpse!"

Calypso| "You see, Sweet Tooth entered one of my previous contests all those years ago, however as you can clearly see... his prize lead him, to his final resting place. If anything you should feel honored that your wish didn't go as badly as his did."

Roadkill| "You mean... all those years... and the man who killed them, died before I could even get my vengeance.... all because of a fat fucking clown?!"

Calypso| "If there's anything else I can assist you with, Roadkill. Do feel free to let me know."

(Kneeling over the disgusting corpse of Sweet Tooth, Roadkill, stood up in a moment of clarity. IF the killer he'd been searching for was already dead. Then perhaps, one last mission could be accomplished. He turned around, loaded Glock in his hands, he turned to Calypso.)

As a matter of fact... there is....

*BANG*

(With one quick blast, Roadkill successfully shot Calypso right between the forehead, as his body flung backwards into his chair, staring dead center as blood trickled down his face.)

Roadkill| "Consider that payment, for all the people you harmed, you rotten son of a bitch. You and that clown can both burn in Hell..."

(Heading outside to his vehicle, Roadkill finally removed his biker helmet, revealing the face of the man trapped inside this world of anger and vengeance. As he rides into the night, we hear one final line from him, accepting inner peace.)

"Its all over now Nora... Annabelle, I finally got the son of a bitch... maybe now you both can finally, rest in peace..."

However, the camera zooms from his helmet on the ground, all the way back to Calypso's office... before the finale scene cuts to black, Calypso's eyes would open spontaneously, as a faint laughter forms, he emerges. Implying Calypso allowed Roadkill to shoot him in the face, only to toy with him and his pride. Calypso, was completely unharmed, but Roadkill's reward was the very least, put to an end.

As the credits cut to black, the song from Twitted Metal 2012's official ost, titled "Roadkill" would play off during the final end credits.

|THE END|

=====================================
*Trivia)
*Roadkill in the original timeline of games, was infact Marcus Kane, aka Sweet Tooth. However done through the likes of having an alter ego. Considering that fact, I had to take slightly different liberties with this incarnation of the character.

*The initial idea I was going for with this version of Roadkill, was that of a vicious vigilante searching for vengeance. In fact, considering the relation with Sweet Tooth, I was inspired by a "Batman vs Joker" vibe, rather than him being the same character with a split personality. Basically what if Batman could commit bloody murders, while Sweet Tooth being dead, would still psychologically screw with Roadkill by the end of it.

*The idea for his motivation and ending, were somewhat inspired by Axel's Twisted Metal Black story, however done through a more "grunge/edgy" perspective.

*Roadkill during Twisted Metal Black, did infact have a completely different driver, being named John Doe. Which is a description by law enforcement revolving someone or a subject who has no indefinable name, the female version being a 'Jane Doe'. However with the recent upcoming Twisted Metal show, it appears John Doe is just the character's name, and not really an alias. (Presumably as of this writing.)

*"Frank the Tank" was the name of driver "Crazy 8" aka No Face from Twisted Metal Black, the boxing name he used before having his face surgically altered.

*'Captain Spears" father of Phillip Spears here, is actually the original driver from Twisted Metal 1's Roadkill, taking homage by Mad Max more so than a homeless bum in later games. His goal was to find the remains of his fallen soldiers, to go back and save them from dying in war. Liberties with him being a veteran, were reasons for Phillip to take on a arsenal of weapons old and new.

*The idea of his wife and child found dead near his kitchen trash can, and of him scavenging the streets like a wild animal, to me symbolizes him taking ownership of his "Roadkill" status. Plus having both him and the previous timeline of Marcus sharing a goal to seek the answer he needs to know the truth.

*If a sequel idea ever came to play, maybe this version Roadkill would end up as a homeless bum, originally clamming to be free from the trauma of his past incident...but as the nightmares of the clown haunt him, he'd slowly cause him to go mentally insane. Thus becoming a psycho with nothing to lose. Reinventing the classic, as typical reboots do.

*The song choice "Chaos" by Tim Skold , was taken directly from Twisted Metal 4's soundtrack, which is ironic considering Roadkill never made an appearance in that game. (No matter the bad rep 4 and 3 gets, that song kicks ass.)

*Bit random, but the overall ascetic of this game's Roadkill, to me, gives off a vibe from the cancelled Sci-Fi show "Blood Drive", as both were grindhouse gorefests involving vehicular destruction under the disguise of a twisted contest held by a demonic show-host. Furthermore, Julian Slink from that series TOTALLY gives me serious Calypso vibes. (Seriously SciFi Channel...bring that show back. Or Peacock, HBO....SOMEBODY! Anybody!)

*Lastly, much like Death Warrant, I had envisioned an alternate ending for Roadkill, which would go as follows...
Roadkill succeeded in his triumph at Calypso's contest, finally awaiting to see the real murderer behind his family's death. "Bring me the man who murdered my family!" He shouts, however Calypso simply hands him a mirror. Not fully understanding, Calypso informs him that Phillip was the one who murdered them. While in a state of blind rage due to the job deducting his payment for the year, he lashed out and snapped at his pregnant wife, killing her and their daughter in viscous cold blood. Distraught, and denying all possible evidence, the pieces come together...Phillip was responsible for their demise. Calypso tells him, no use running anymore, time to accept his future. Which Roadkill grabbed his pump shotgun, and blasted his brains all over Calypso's office. All while Calypso makes a snide remark of how he needs a new carpet. This ending was scrapped, souly on the fact it would make Phillip come off as more of a evil bastard, rather than someone who suffered and wanted to rectify his situation. Least, that was my intentions.
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