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Killer Aliases:Spifey.

Real Name:George "Geo" Anderson

Gender:Male

Pronouns:He/Him.

Aliases given by the public:"Guardian" "Protector of Innocence" "Avenger"

Class - Safe

Date of "Alliance":October 20, 2016.

This "Killer" is someone with more morals than the rest.

The way Spifey decides who to kill has been roughly summarized to, "Those who force themselves upon others", "Parents who abandon and or abuse their children, Mentally or Physically." and finally "Those who believe that their way of thinking is correct regardless of the circumstance."

Most of his backstory has been revealed by himself.
Commence Video File...

"Commencing session with George Anderson." The interviewer seemed to clear his throat, "So you know why you're here, correct?" The interviewer tapped his finger on the table.

"Heh, Maybe I don't." Spifey chuckled. However not a single smile was forming on the Interviewers face.  "Jeez, tough crowd. Fine, Yes, I do know why I'm here. You wanna know how my path led me to killing bad people, several of my murder cases, and if I know any other killers as well." Spifey rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Yes. Let us start back to..." The interviewer sorted his paperwork and looked down to read it. "2014, July 7th. Death or Jenna Flores, a Mother that used her children for narcotics, by.... " The interviewer face was only showing disgust. " Telling her dealers to 'insert' the drugs her children by, putting the bags of narcotics inside several open areas, whether they were natural, or she cut those pockets into the children." The interviewer looked up at Spifey. "Can you explain how you knew about her crimes and how you dealt with her?"

"Ah yes, Jenna. I stalked her family for a while, at first, I called the police to deal with it, but they only called the woman. Police have always been fucking useless when it came to abuse and inhuman treatment of children. One of her children almost didn't make it until I intervened. I took the child to an area that another 'killer' resided, I gave her the child, so she could take care of the kid. The kid is fine now, when they healed up to the point where they could survive a lot easier. We decided to raise the kid ourselves." Spifey smiled.

"Back to Jenna tho, She was a single mother, in her 30s. To everyone in her neighborhood, she was the nicest person. Idiots, absolute idiots. The woman lived in [REDACTED] street in [REDACTED]. Very average city, less 'average' abusive parents, Jenna disgusted me just by breathing. I took notes on her daily routine, her job, who lived in her house, and who were her friends. I killed Jenna back in 2014, May 28th at [REDACTED], you guys just found her body on July 7th. I made sure her death was very painful. I cut her wrists, her legs, her ankles, her neck, and her upper arms. Then took out the very narcotics she forced into her children, and rubbed them into the wounds, earning me a very welcomed scream. I made sure to keep her alive as long as I could, I couldn't just give her a fast and painless death. Not after what she had done to her own offspring."

"I see" The interviewer was writing down every word coming out of Spifey's mouth. "Can you explain the bite wounds and ripped out chunks on her neck and arms?"

"While I was dragging her body, I saw an abandoned Husky. So I brought her body to the dog, so the poor pup could eat. "

"I would say that was nice of you, but you gave the dog the flesh of a human being." The interviewer put down his pen.

"Well the dog was grateful, Anytime I killed near the area, I'd bring back their corpse to the pup. My good friend also prepared the human meat for the pup. It wasn't long before we adopted the poor thing." Spifey chuckled.

"By your good friend you mean Number-057. Correct?"

"Yeah, Vurb. The one you practically stole from me and [REDACTED]."

"We had no choice, we've been over this, Spifey. A C.E level threat shouldn't be roaming the world. The amount of awful and unjustified murders he's committed were not gonna slide, we let your crimes slide because they were justified and reasonable, But Vurb kills just for the hell of killing." The interviewer face seemed to scrunch up, he was becoming annoyed.

"Hah! Oh right! Vurb, killed your wife, your siblings and one of your dau-"

The interviewer was about to grab Spifey by the throat before his radio finally tuned.

"Mr. [REDACTED], Do NOT put your hands on our ally." A female voice could be heard.

The interviewer banged his hand on the table before sighing. "I apologize for my irrational action, Ms. Watson."

"Spifey, please behave if you want to see Number-057 today." 'Watson' seemed to say in an irritated tone.

Spifey sighed "Yes Ma'am, I'll behave." Spifey rolled his eyes in annoyance, thankfully the woman on the radio didn't have high enough authority to watch this footage, otherwise Spifey would've been in some deep shit later.

"Good boy." The radio turned off.

"Next case, September 27th 2017, Death of James Julian Connor. From what we've gathered, James was a sex offender, he had raped over 20 young girls, and 3 young boys, the boys he killed after. Can you explain how you found out about these crimes and how you killed the man. Other than the fact that we found his penis ripped cleanly from his corpse. Also, we know a different killer was also involved in this killing, can you say who it is?"

Spifey laughed. "God I remember that! One of my top 3 kills if I'm being honest! Also sure, the other person goes by their killer name 'Diamond.' I don't know much about the guy tho, all I know is that he catches victims using drugs and tranq darts."

"Do you know the real name of 'Diamond' or at least the number he's killed?" The interviewer went back to writing everything he was hearing.

"Nope and Nope, I know he's killed over 16 people. Not sure how many were justified tho." Spifey shrugged

"Thank you. Now back to the case, please."

"Right, Right. It took me a while to figure out how his daily routine was since he was usually in the influence of cocaine or beer. Most of his victims were from [REDACTED] academy. I didn't call the police this time, since I knew they would be useless. No matter who was in danger, and who had already been put into that state of trauma."

"Spifey, we are aware of your hatred towards police, please do not annoy yourself, we have to continue this session."

"Fine." Spifey seemed to only become a bit more irritated.

"We can continue at a later date. Spifey."

"Yeah, Let's continue tomorrow. Give me some time with Vurb, and I'll tell you everything I know about Diamond"

End Video File.

Continuation of Session will tomorrow at 11am PST.

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Killer Aliases:Ranboo.

Real Name:⍀⟒⎅⏃☊⏁⟒⎅

Gender:Male

Pronouns:He/Him.

Aliases given by the public:"Two-Face" "Beloved" "Gender man"

Class - A̶s̶s̶u̶r̶e̶  Hazardous.

Date of "Alliance":Jan 30, 2020

Date of Betrayal:November 16, 2020

Ranboo was first located in [REDACTED], California, they were seen taking a stroll around the city. This killer has said he doesn't remember his killing which leads us to believe he has amnesia or another type of memory related issue. We have allowed Ranboo permission to keep being free as we cannot link him to any crimes. Ranboo appears to have strong bonds with Ph1lz4, The Blood God aka Technoblade, and Tubbo. Tho, with Tubbo, It appears they developed a kind of platonic relationship. This information will be used as a counter-measure if any of those three were to escape the foundation. Ranboo also appears to have anxiety, he has full permission to end sessions if he can't handle the situation, He may also request fidgets if he so desires to.

Commence Video File - 01 - Ties with the God of Blood, Angel of Death, The Colorzas and Gambling Goat's child....

"Beginning session." A woman with tied up blonde hair and blue eyes with the usual foundation outfit is seen organizing paperwork. "Alright. Do you remember what we were going to discuss?"

"N-No...Not really, forgot a while ago."Ranboo shrugged, with sweat dripping down his face. Tho, he tried to calm himself with a Pop-It Fidget. "Sorry."

"That's okay, Ranboo." The woman put down the paper work. "We were here to talk about your relations with the God of Blood, Technoblade, as well as your 'Husband' and father figure, Philza."

"Right! — Right. Uh, Yeah. Them....Um, anything you wanna know in particular about any of them?" Ranboo sighed in relief.

"We wanted to know if you have ever known about Tubbo's Father, Philza's 'other' selves, or Technoblade's relationships with giants."

"Oh boy — That's a lot. Tubbo has barely told me about Schlatt, always just saying that he was a good parent, he refused to say how he was raised or how Schlatt ended up killing. All I really know is part of his anger comes from something to do with Quackity. So, Sorry I can't tell you much else other than that." Ranboo readjusted his tie.

"With the colorzas, I've only ever met Phin Redza, and Pheo Pinkza. Pheo is very clumsy and energetic while Phin is serious, for the most part anyways. What I know is that Pheo is the strongest of all the colorzas but Phin is the oldest as well as the most strategic and Florence Purplza is the youngest, So that's about all I can say."

"So you haven't met Whiteza or Frey after all." The woman sighed while writing down what Ranboo has said. "What about how you met the Blood God. Can you tell me that? if you can remember?"

"Oh yeah! We met in the Arctic, I think the south pole specifically since he knew when he said that he was in the Arctic that you guys would search the North Pole first. We build a house, and we raised his dogs with Phil! It was probably the best time in my life, Phil treated me like I was his Son, but I gotta admit I thought of Techno to be more of my father figure rather than Phil, so you may wanna rewrite Techno as my father figure."

"Alright that's a good enough answer" The woman kept writing down every word coming out of Ranboo's mouth. "I also wanted to know if you knew this killer?" the woman slid a folder to Ranboo. "Smile, is what his killer name is. Do you k — "

Video error.

The interviewer Alinity Lopez has been found dead in the interrogation room. Numerous scratches as well as bite wounds were across her corpse, it is also to be noted that a type of poison had been injected into her body. Ranboo is no where to be seen. Escape protocols are to be taken immediately, Ranboo has been re-classified as a hazardous threat. Termination of Ranboo will be allowed if he resists containment.

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Yall want more you say? Let me know who's file you want to see next, I'm coming back loves!

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Killer Aliases:Slimecicle.
Real Name: Charles "Charlie" Dalgleish
Gender:Male  Unsure
Pronouns:He/Him They/Them It/Itself
Aliases given by the public:"Slime" "Stalker" "Creepy green guy"
Class - Contained  Threat
Date of "Alliance":October 08, 2011.
Date of Betrayal: December 28, 2016.
Date of Escape: December 29, 2016
"New"Age/Era of birth:Claims he was born as soon as the big bang ended.

Summary:
Slimecicle is a strange Slime creature that seems to know every detail about anyone who he comes around, he has been able to give information for historical figures such as Gilgamesh and King Arthur. It seems to be able to understand Enderian but he refuses to translate it out loud, force has been used to get information out of him. It seems to have a severe negative reaction to water.
This will be used as a termination method if Charlie were to escape.
When Charlie is found he is to be terminated immediately without hesitation

Video Tape Play...The 28th instance of Charles being interviewed during December 28, 2016. 
Hailey was allowed to use the one way mirror room for safety if she feels as if she may be put in a dangerous situation. Armed guards as well as one researcher will be on the other side on the glass to make sure that she stays and feels safe with the subject. 

"Commencing Interview with Charles Dalgleish" A female interviewer was adjusting her tie, She was about to speak before Charlie had cut her off with a massive smile on his face.

"Ah Ah!- No need to an introduction! I know exactly who you are, Hailey Angeles from the Pantheon Organization! You stole the level 5 access card from that researcher right there!" The slime pointed in the direction of the researcher.

At exactly 12:45pm which is when he would've gone for lunch! You went through his cabinets and found 6 cards, the E-Class card, the level 2 card, 3 card, 4 card, 5 card, Council card. For some reason you went for the Level 5 card even tho the council card gave absolute authority over the cells. Then again, you just wanted to release, The Angel of Death! To leak his files and show the world what this foundation had done to him, the ways they tortured him to keep him away from his children! " Slimecicle smiled as he placed his hand in front of the woman. "Dap me up!"

The researcher ran up to the mic in the room and shouted into it. "Hailey is this true!?". The guards were quick to unlock the door and aim their rifles at the woman, who had a very obvious look of horror on her face as the rifles were aimed closer to her head. 
Charlie hummed a tune as he pointed to the woman's right pocket, it was sewed shut.

"Bad place to put one of the most important cards here, you made it look very very obvious!, But." Charlie paused for a long moment. "I want to see my friend free, be able to think for himself, be able to feel the air brush up against his wings as he soars through the sky. I wanna see Phil, Happy!" Charlie giggled as his hands began to leak out a strange purple substance. The smile on his face staying wide and bright. "So why don't we go together? If we don't get Phil, We can get my friend group instead!" The slime placed his finger over his nose while he looked directly at Hailey, who quickly got the message and covered her nose. The purple substance began to dry up rather quickly, leaving a horrible stench, as well as a rather ominous purple fog. It was toxic, the guards were unfazed almost laughing as they aimed the guns at Charlie instead.

"I would've been just fine here until you captured my friends, capturing my boss, and my group. You all just had to mess with people I cared for. That cannot, and will not be forgiven, Goodbye." And with that final say, Charlie had ripped off the masks of the armed men, forcing them to inhale the toxic fumes, using his slime as a way to hold open their nostrils. 

 

The researcher quickly slammed a blue button on the control panel, once he did a loud siren began to roar all across the foundation. Repeating the same line of "Unit-35 had breached the interrogation room, all armed personal head to Area C-3 immediately." Over, and over again. The armed men fell to floor as blood began to pour out of their orifices, Eyes painted a crimson shade of red, Ears pouring a steady stream of blood. This is what the slime could accomplish, even when the Foundation thought he was below average intellect. 
End video tape.

Admin log...
The slime managed to come up with a very quick plan, a plan to attempt to release the Angel of Death, the 1st specimen to ever be given the Global threat class. One slime, is managing to breach the facility. How poetic, the most looked down upon is looking to strike the top, may he will succeed on his journey, probably won't. One thing will be for certain. Other killers will be released.
End log
Pt. 2 coming in a few hours.

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So I plan to post Charlie tomorrow, his file will be a lot more fast pacing so bear with me on that! I plan to do either Tubbo or VelvetIsCake or Possibly Antfrost

2 spoilers will be
Theres only 3 global threat level killers in this au
And the colorzas will be given their own files as well murder scenarios
Sorry if this update excited you! Just bare with me!