My Custom Killer
I've been wanting to make a custom Killer for a long while now, because I'm very into the lore of the DbD community. Honestly, I think this game is peak even though I haven't been playing as long as others! Here's my DbD Killer idea anyway.
The Patient
Real Name - Jonas H. Carterson
Movement Speed - 4.2mps
Lunge Range - 6m
Terror Radius - 24m
Size - Average
Weapon - Cleaver Knife / Wires
"A progress-preventing Killer, capable of leaping forwards to put Survivors in the Dying state and regress Generators. His personal perks, Engineer's Eye, Hex: Tears of the Broken and Hands of Torment allow him to regress Generators and make it harder for Survivors to escape him.
Power - Wire Skin
The wires that run through your veins can also be used as a deadly weapon to punish the Survivors.
When holding down the ability button, you move at 3mps and grasp your hands together for the duration of the charge. The longer you charge, the further you will go, a maximum charge being 6s and charging for 35m (7m per second). When you lunge, wires will lash out at that area, damaging those hit for two health states. instantly downing those hit. This skill has a 30 second recharge at base without addons.
If The Patient kicks a generator while this skill is on cooldown, Wire Skin will recharge instantly. Being Blinded by a Survivor puts this skill on cooldown for an additional 5s. If it is not on cooldown when you are Blinded, it is then put on a 5s cooldown.
Iridescent Addons -
Iridescent Throat -
The throat of William Carterson, broken and rotten like the man himself.
Wire Skin's cooldown is reduced to 15s instead of 30s after use.
"Rotten and broken, just like the old man." - Noah Carterson
IV Bag -
An IV Bag filled with a mixture of blood and other bodily fluids.
Hitting a Survivor with Wire Skin will reveal the Auras of any survivors within a 12m radius of you.
Survivors within 8m of you once you put a Survivor into the Dying state with Wire Skin will gain the Hindered effect for 5s.
Backstory -
To understand the life of Noah Carterson, you must first understand how a longing for a father's love feels. This was the core of Noah's life, a desire for his father, William, to notice him. From a young age, his father seemed never to have the time for him. His mother had passed away during childbirth, so he usually stayed at home while his father worked in his engineering company. In a desperate attempt to impress his father, he asked him for a job in the company. That was the very first time his father had ever smiled at him.
He worked at his father's company fixing machines and generators for small sums of money, but the real payment was the connection he was building with his old man. A distinct memory was a fleeting "Well done, son" from the mouth of his father after he repaired a car's engine successfully. It made him overjoyed. Until his father fell ill.
They said it was a rare blood condition that caused him to be bedridden and horribly sick. Unlike any other disease the doctors had ever seen before. Almost as if his body was gripped by some dark force that refused to relinquish its cruel grasp. Noah did not care about anything else, only that his beloved father was safe and alive. Noah stayed at his father's side, helping administer medication and checking his vital signs religiously.
One day, Noah was asked to meet with a doctor and his father for talks about experimental testing. He entered the room to his father and the doctor speaking, and a contract on the table. The doctor explained that Noah could save his father's life by signing the contract and allowing the treatment to go forward. Foolishly and without care, Noah hastily signed the contract. That was when the doctor injected him with a drug, and the world went dark.
He woke up strapped to an operating table in a dark, musty basement, in the worst agony he had ever felt in his entire life. Ten times what his father's neglect had felt like. It felt like his organs had been pulled out of his chest. Because they had. The doctors had tricked him into signing a legal document allowing them to experiment on his body and harvest his organs. Wires ran through his body, he could see his chest filled with wires and machinery to keep him alive. His hands had been replaced with prosthetic limbs, his body draped in a hospital gown. His face was covered by a surgical mask and his long hair sprawled across the table. Was he human? What the hell had happened to him? Tears began to form in his eyes as he looked around in fear, before he saw him. His father, who had been aware of this operation, appeared in his blurred, tear-filled vision, smiling.
Rage filled the boy's system. Rage like never before. He heard a dark whispering in his ear. A dark, cold whisper. Telling him that his father had betrayed him, and that he wasn't worth keeping alive. And for the first time in his life, Noah, or whatever remained of him, looked at his father as the monster he was.
He lurched forwards, wires snapping and alerts blaring around the room. He seized his father within his prosthetic hands, gripping his neck with a rage unparalleled as he screamed for mercy before his father's eyes rolled back in his head and he went limp in his son's cold, steel hands. Noah got up, pain blaring through his body as his bare feet touched the cold floor. He stepped over his dead father's limp body. He opened the rusted door of the basement, walking up the stairs into his house. Empty, cold, now a crime scene. But Noah didn't care. The pain, and the voices in his head, let him forget that. He carried himself along the floor, wires dragging behind until he reached the door. His cold, metal hands grasped the door, as he flung it open, standing face to face with a dark fog rolling towards him.
Noah did not run. He did not shout. He saw the Fog, and talons of darkness engulfing the house around him as it vanished into darkness. He did not resist the Fog, nor did he worry. He knew this force would not forsake him. He knew that, for as long as he was in the Fog, he was not the pathetic child he once was, but a lethal hunter. He stepped further into the darkness, ready to inflict torment apon the Survivors.
Perks
Engineer's Eye
You know how to work a generator, and how to use them to your advantage.
This perk activates once you kick a generator. For the next 60 seconds, the damaged generator will regress at 50% its usual rate. If a Survivor attempts to repair this generator while it regresses, they scream and become Exposed for the next 30/40/50 seconds.
"Father, maybe you were good for something." - Noah Carterson
Hex - Tears Of The Broken
Those who attempt to escape you will weep apon the discovery of their torment.
2 Hex Totems applied with Tears Of The Broken will appear on the map. For every Hex Totem on the map, One Generator will be blocked by The Entity until the Hex Totem is removed. Affected Generators will appear with a black aura around them. If a Survivor begins to cleanse the totem, they will become Oblivious for 10/15/20 seconds.
"This is how you make people suffer." - Noah Carterson
Hands of Torment
Your new hands are your greatest ally. Use them to prevent escape.
When a Survivor is grabbed and carried by you, they will have the wiggle skill-check zones reduced by 40/50/60%.
"Son, please! You have to stop- Please! No!" - William Carterson
Anyway, this is my Custom Killer. I drew inspiration from the first line of Killers, like Nurse, Trapper and the other free Killers. I feel like they really made DbD more of a "killer" game instead of the new Killers who are more like entities and demons than actual Killers. As much as I love Unknown and Dredge, DbD Killers who are broken humans are just fantastic.
Let me know if I did well!
Comments
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I'm probably going to make a Survivor for this as well
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