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Max E. Cutioner

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About Me

French Revolution Marie AntionetteCurrently, I am the proud Chief Execute-ive Officer of "Howling Horror Theatre."But I was the only son of a hardened Serbian blacksmith and former French slag. My childhood was troublesome, until I discovered the true talent in my life when hacking trees for the fire-place. Naturally, I soon became a butcher for another poor man, when a colonel in the Serb Army came to collect for his camp. He recognized talent and soon took my under his wing in the military.
My "talents" at mayhem brought many victories and my skills were soon well-honed enough to begin dreaming of more dreadful places. Unfortunately, day-to-day warfare and vile evil was quite a bore.
Eventually, I was recruited as an executioner during the French Revolution. It was a BEAUTIFUL time. There was always a great calling and appreciation for the dedication to my craft.
Regretfully, my enjoyment got the best of me when I got carried away with my profession and, before they could carry ME away, I fled.
Soon afterward, I met the famed Baron Wolfbane in a dark manor outside of Germany as he was sheltered with other creatures such as himself. Like me, he was an outcast, forced to abandon his former enjoyment in life.
Ever since, I've been loyal to him in all of his endeavors. The dawning of "Howling Horror Theatre" has even brought me now prospects in exercising what I do best.
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My Interests

"Executing" orders. Watching the worst in B-movies. Interrogation. Witnessing the horrible deeds of others. And, Quilting.

I'd like to meet:

NOT Marie-Antoinette ... again. Anyone who needs executed. My friend, Max Schreck.

Music:

Ozzy Osbourne. Megadeath.

Movies:

Soooo many... sooo many. Its hard to choose from the libraries at my access.

Television:

Passions.

Books:

"Al Roker's Big Bad Book of Barbecue." "Dracula." Other than that - I'd rather see the movie.

Heroes:

Baron Wolfbane. Bill the Butcher. Stalin.