Horseback ridin', guns, huntin', my collections of cowboy hats, fishin', slow dancin' with my Mrs. once I git off work, readin' my Clive Cussler books, arrestin' criminals an' throw 'em in the clank.
When I ain't on duty, sometimes my brother Johnny and I like to listen to the radio or otherwise our collection of cassette tapes.
Music
My buddy Bob and me used to really like DIANA ROSS aand the SUPREMES!!!
Etta James, Stevie Nicks, Dolly Parton, Sam Cooke, the Marcels, Ben E King, Creedance Clearwater Revival, the Cornelius Brothers & Sister Rose, Buck Owens, Blind Willie Johnson, the Peasall Sisters, Patsy Cline, Skeeter Davis, Leslie Gore, the Soggy Bottom Boys, Three Dogg Night, Son House, Kitty Wells, Aretha Franklin, Elvin Bishop, Leadbelly, Terry Reid, Robert Johnson, Joe Walsh, Bukka White, Garth Brooks, Slim Whitman, Merle Haggard, the James Gang, Frank Ifield, Greg Allman, Lynard Skynard, Banjo and Sullivan, and of course - the one and only, my brother Johnny and me's lifelong favorite. Elvis Aaron Presley. THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL!!!
Movies
Usually, I like a lot of Westerns and the black and white horror movies. The original Monsters like King Kong, Frankenstein or Dracula! Night of the Living Dead, White Zombie, Freaks, Ed Wood, True Grit, Shaft, Rosemary's Baby, the Exorcist, the House on Haunted Hill, and anything that's got Vincent Price!!! He's always purty good in everything he does!
Television
Good Times, the Jeffersons, Unsolved Mysteries, Looney Tunes, thaaat damn uh... what's it called---that---uhhh---the Buck Owens Ranch Show, the Morris Greene Show.. that guy's always got some crazy characters on his programs!!! The Addams Family, the Munsters, Batman, and sometimes when my niece Cleo stops by to visit us? We like to watch good ol' Hanna Barbara cartoons!!!
Books
I like a lot of Clive Custler books! Louis L'Amarr's pretty good. DID y'all know---LONESOME DOVE was a BOOK SERIES before they turned it into a television show??
Anne Rule, Mary Shelley, Stephen King, Bram Stoker, Cormac McCarthy, Harold Schechter, PJ Parish, Anne Rice, 'In Cold Blood' by Truman Capote, 'Defending a Monster' by Sam Amirante & Danny Broderick, 'the Godfather' by Mario Puzzo, and Thomas Harris!
Heroes
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Angela Davis, Malcolm X, John Amos, Sam Elliott, Jimmy Walker, Ron Stallworth, Elvis Presley, Rosa Parks, Mohammed Ali, Richard Pryor, President John F Kennedy, the 'Bear Jew' Sergeant Donnie Donowitz, Lieutenant Aldo Raine, Brigadier General Basque Gran, Lee Marvin, Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes, Clint Eastwood, Robert Shaw, my brother John, my boss Sheriff Frank Huston or as we call him? Old Frank 'the Wizard!!!' And last but certainly never least? Our good Lord and Savior who shaped the earth and everyone of us down here. The good Lord who been with us since the start of time itself! Our Savior Jesus!!! CAN I GIT AN AMEN?!?
Lieutenant Wydell's Details
Status:
Married
Orientation:
Straight
Hometown:
Witchita, Kansas
Body type:
More to love!
Ethnicity:
Other
Religion:
Protestant
Smoker:
No
Drinker:
No
Occupation:
Sheriff Deputy
Height:
5"10'
Characters:
George Wydell
Verses:
House of 1000 Corpses, the Devil's Rejects, 3 From Hell, American Horror Story, the X Files, Te
About me: Quite some time BAAACK in the day? My fellow officers call me Georgie but I'd only prefer if'n we go way back or I know ya that good. I used to work at the Ruggsville County Sheriff's Department for oh... well, let's have a looksie...
*He leaned back and drew a brief inhale before releasing a thoughtful sigh as his robust fingers traced his mustache. His eyes searching his memory banks. Finally, he leaned forward and wrinkled his chin after a brief stroll back down his memory banks.*
I got out of the Marines in 'bout... I'd say '49 or '48 roughly... roughly! I got honorable discharge and figured I might keep on keepin' on serving everybody when signing on as a deputy. 'Bout... TWENTY-SEVEN... gawt. DAYUMN, is that right? Shee-yoo. TIME sho' flies by fast like a raven, y'all.
When ya think about it? We was modern day witch hunters. MODERN DAY VAMPIRE hunters. The criminals we shot down or put in lock-up were like the bloodthirsty DEMONS an' my Brother? My fellow officers an' me? We was the DEMON SLAYERS who fought an' stood for everything RIGHTEOUS to protect people. Now---ya see? I served the Ruggsville County Sheriff's station for a mean twenty-sum' odd years before in 1977 on a task to look for some missin' kids for a Mr. DON WILLIS. One of my tasks the chief had me on was to show the rookie Nash the ropes. He was a young'un, new at the time and still needed to be taught the 'do's' and don't's.
We was out on duty on the field and WE F'ROUND the vehicle registered to one of the kids. A William S. Hudley, if memory serves me right!! We got there and opened that car and... got.Dayumn. Let me tell ya. WHEN I tell you that got EVIL? We f'round one of the cheerleaders who was missin' weeks befo' hand... she was hog-tied, naked, beat up, and bleeding in the trunk. WHOEVER done it and kept her there was SURELY---my gut was tellin' me all kinds of bad feelin' all long before.
What none of us realized up until it got to bein' too late was that it was the work of a sum' betch who went by the name 'Otis B. Driftwood' or as the papers called him? The Son of Satan. Him and... this.. family of the world's WORST scumbags were responsible for havin' kidnapped and tortured these young'uns. I DIDN'T realize it at the time up until I went in and had a talk with the Mother of the family. My rookie Deputy Nash went with Mr. Willis and... he described it---he compared it to what we seen happen at the GEIN FARM but... before I could get word ONE out? THat old Firefly wh*re up an' reached for her Smith and Wesson and BLEW my brains out. Know somethin'? I HAD a FEELIN' that---I JUS' knew it CHAPTER AN' VERSE that gawt-dayumn FIREFLY RANCH was a hellpit, DEVIL'S FLOWER BIN!!! A TRAP for the innocents to suffer from!!! I KNEW IT from the GIT-GO that old Firefly whore was NUTTY.
LATER ON down that line though, I will always treasure the day---GOD BLESS the day of May 18th, 1978 when my brother SHERIFF JOHN QUINCY WYDELL took the reigns and stepped up to the badge as the RISIN' SHERIFF of the town---he done did us all good! He hunted down them damn Firefly scumbags like the CREATURES they were! ALL BUT THREE of them went down with the REST of that 'ACRE OF HELL' farmhouse! The house went up in FIRE an' SMITHEREENS in 'bout three days. SINCE then, my spirit has been FREE FROM THERE!!! SOMEBODY---I say SOMEBODY---somebody, say 'HALLELUJAH!!!'
I reincarnated since then an' started a new life ever since the house got demolished like almost everybody else... some spirits of the folks who died out there are still trapped to this day but... ain't not a whole lot we can do here on this side of the Mortal Coil unless a livin' person who can talk to the spirits gives us a helpin' hand!
Once in a blue moon, I step get called into movie auditions to help behind the camera for the authenticity of these action and horror films. Havin' been on the force for twenty-sum' odd years? I lend a paw out to make them look as real as possible. Other times they have me in these acting roles if there's spots open. I'm a good actor, I guess!
Although for SOME odd reason? Gawt-DAMMIT, Hollywood always had me MISTAKEN for that Tom Towles fella! I DUNNO WHY that is. He's DAAAYUMN GOOD LOOKIN', we don't belong in the same category. ALTHOUGH I DID MEET HIM at a press conference at a Rob Zombie's Halloween Q&A fan service git-together. He was a real polite guy, real gracious. I thought we became good, good friends.
Chloe continued to listen to the deputy,the more she was convinced that she should stay and help. These people needed help,before more officers or civilians ended up dead. She shook her head at his question. "I didn't ask,so they didn't tell me,"she replied to his question. Now she kind was looking forward to finding these people and making them pay for killing cops.
Chloe didn't have to be asked twice as she nodded if she was willing to help. "Of course,"she said. "Is there somewhere I can stay since I reckon I'll be here a while?"shs asked. Chloe was tired from traveling and wanted to get cleaned up and get something to eat so shw could proceed with a clear focus.
Elizabeth Sparrow (Nee Swann) had dealt with many horrible creatures in her life time, some formidable Foes, and fellow Pirate’s who were not quite as good as she and her beloved had been, but nothing compared to what had occurred, It hurt deeply knowing who exactly had done this curse upon her, It seemed odd to her at first, a storm brewing darker then another , but later somehow it engulfed her, that had been the last thing she remembered.
Once the storm had calmed she found herself on a dock, one unlike all the others she had seen before, She was clearly hurt but it was what was with in her heart that needed repairing the most, What did her ex do to Jack, where was he? She didn’t even see her daughter anywhere, once her eyes fluttered open all she saw were strange men in strange attire, perhaps they could help.
She did not know how the Mermaid ended up beside her all she knew was she was no longer in the water, She saw people looking at her as if she had sprouted a few heads, it wasn’t until she heard the word “Pirate” that she felt her heart flutter, so they knew of her life, She tried to manoeuvre herself in such a way that they could hear her speak but instead of words she heard a crack in her voice.
“H..ellp” She stammered, the other man who spoke seemed the more sensible then the others, she would come to trust her in a way she didn’t think she could, there was something about him that reminded her of an old friend.
“Where.. where am I?” Elizabeth tried to mention, tears falling from her eyes, “Jack.. where is Jack??..” She slipped out of consciousness briefly and then heard him mention an ambulance, she had no idea what that was quite yet but she had to assume it would help her “Bailey??” She said mentioning her daughter’s name, surely these people would know where. her family had been.
She didn’t want a doctor, though she knew that she needed one, she had looked worse for the wear, but what she wanted the most was her family back “please.. I need my family.. I need Jack” she had finally found her voice, perhaps this LT would be able to help.
Chloe watched as the officer took a couple of steps from her. And offered her congratulation on getting married. Good thing she didn't say who she was married to,she didn't know how he would react. Maybe things were done differently in this small town.
As she listened to him speaking,she could tell this case was personal to him. She nodded when he told her that she wasn't a suspect. She didn't imagine she was. When he asked her if she had spoken to the missing officers,she had to think about what she had heard them taking about. "I would pick up little bits here and there anytime I passed by their desks. I think they were looking for a serial killer,"she replied honestly. "A male ai believe. I heard his name,but can't recall it at the moment,"she added apologetically aa she held onto the items he had handed to her and continued looking it over. Hoping something else came back to her.
Anytime something strange happened,Chloe was usually the one who went to investigate it. No matter where it was,she went to see and try to figure out what it was. So,when there were reports of missing people,and some of them being officers, Chloe was on the next plane out of Los Angeles to some town in the middle of nowhere it seemed.
After checking into her motel room and checking in with the local police department,she met up with the man in charge who kept calling her Miss. "It's Mrs,but we can forget about all that,"she smiled softly as she nodded. "What can you tell me about what you have so far?"she asked getting right down to work. The quicker she could see the case files,the quicker she hopes to find the missing people.
The smug weasel only bounced his shoulders with another half-cackle, already knowing to keep the red-eyes target on the c*cky pug in trooper uniform. This officer was an uppity one, much like all other countless vigilante old-west style self-righteous bravados from before who thought they could stop the organization. Little did this chubby mustached old cop know, his corpse would only be another number adding to the bodycount or 'dead cop' collection. An example to the rest of the cop shops in the area to exemplify WHY one should never challenge or play pompous John Wayne to the organization. Contrary to this 'true grit' wannabe, the weasels were about to teach HIM a lesson.
"ALL RIGHT, law-mutt! YOU can drop the Clint Eastwood act with ME!!! Ya wanna do the MAN-DANCE with ME, piggly?!? THE DANCE is all YOURS cowboy!!! SHOW ME WHATCHYA GOT copper!!! MY hench-goons and ME will WHIP you silly an' BEAT ya stupid!! We'll MAKE ya wish your MUDDA didn't squat an' dump you into this world!!!"
The weasel's fingertips brushed the holster beneath his breastpocket of his blazer only to extract a cigar from beneath the flap of his business jacket. He curled his lips around the cigar, ignited the tip before waving the smoke irreverantly in the large cowboy trooper's face. A smirk and cackle released whisps of smoke around them both.
"Sheriff's lap-dog, ehh? YOU SMALL TOWN deputies are ABSOLUTELY the dumbest!! Piggly? As SOON as I finish my canolli, coffee, aaaand cigars? I got a GOOD mind to shuffle down to your sleepy town sheriff station, LOCK AAAAND LOAD, squad car up aaaand BLAST ya cop shop to SMITHEREEENS!!! HEH HEEYAHH, HEEE-YEH, HAAAA!!!"
Otis stared at the man and shook his head, "You think you know anything at all, little piggy? You don't! Come on over, I got a good friend to introduce you to. Doctor Satan needs some entertaining."
//Let's plot something or I can post something random for you in my group if you like.