HONEY BADGERS DON'T CARE!



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Similarities between the Honey Badger and the Undead:

- They are the most fearless animal on earth.

- They do not care about anything except for feeding.

- It's a fiesty little beast that does nothing but hunt for food all day.

- They do not care about anything except for feeding.

- When it finds it's food it tears into it's flesh like a ferocious demon from hell.

- They do not care about anything except for feeding.

- Nothing can stop them when they're hungry!



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A Brief History

The quaint City of Nocturne Falls was a hidden paradise in an otherwise ruthless world. It donned beautiful vegetation, quiet neighbors, and a lovely set of water falls on the outskirts of town. The falls, from which the city earned it's name meaning "Musical Waters", were so peaceful to look at you could lose yourself for hours. All of this was true until the unmentionables started to arrive.

No one really knows what happened as most of the inhabitants of Nocturne Falls kept to themselves and avoided outside contact, but their peaceful way of life was suddenly turned into pure and utter chaos when the previously sleeping residents of the local cemeteries and crypts started wandering in the streets again. Some called it judgment day while others referred to it as the apocalypse. The most fanatic of the town preached about how this was God's way of cleansing his paradise of the disease called man. It didn't matter what your belief was because one thing was certain, there appeared to be no way to satiate the overwhelming appetite of these vile and despicable creatures that had overcome Nocturne Falls.

Not too long after the dead had moved into the City a team of miscreants showed up seeking refuge. They said they played a sport called Blood Bowl and were making their way to a large tournament in the neighboring City of Darabont when they where ambushed by a group of unmentionables. They fled through the woods and discovered Nocturne Falls. Wanting to stay sharp for the upcoming tournament and seeing the opportunity for mutual gain, the team of ruffians organized a match against the filthy, lumbering dead. As it would turn out, much to the surprise of the remaining citizens of Nocturne Falls, and even more so the team of punks, the walking dead not only showed an uncanny knack for the sport but feasted on all of their players. Of course this only bolstered the talent level of their newly found ranks because the fresh recruits, once they were on their feet again, had some built-in experience and only slightly used equipment.

Seeing the opportunity to exploit this strange occurrence the remaining townsfolk attempted to persuade the local eccentric to "coach" the team. This individual went by the name Jonas Von Mortis and was a mysteriously skulking person that most people didn't know anything about other then he seemed to have a very strange way in dealing with the unmentionables. His odd techniques bordered on having the ability to manage them. Nobody seemed to question this unusual phenomenon and everyone thought that given the current situation that he was the perfect candidate for the job.


THE CRAZY, NASTY-ASS HONEY BADGER

At this point it should be known that Jonas was in fact the cause of the dreaded blight that now plagued the once fair land of Nocturne Falls. He was an aspiring Necromancer that, quite by accident, had managed to raise the dead from their eternal slumber during one of his ritual incantations. Nobody had ever found out what Von Mortis was up to because the towns folk usually seemed all to keen on maintaining their seclusions, so his reluctance in taking the position was for a very good reason.

None the less, the persistent and desperate people of Nocturne Falls brushed off his unwillingness as him just being "Jonas the town weirdo." However, it did not take long for them to grow impatient with his persistent refusals as they were quite convinced that he was the only man for the job. Their demands finally became so severe that Jonas finally agreed to do it. People had started asking too many questions about his reluctance and he feared that with the constant berating his secret would be discovered if he continued to abstain. Besides, the chance to step in and be the hero was becoming much more appealing despite the whole debacle being his doing. The townsfolk rejoiced as they went about baiting the shambling wreck of a team down to Darabont and entered them into the tournament. Once on the pitch Coach Von Mortis proved to be adequate enough at directing the beasts that they ended up placing 2nd, narrowly missing out on the title by a single TD. Nobody could believe this unknown team of rotten corpses could be good enough to just drag themselves from the middle of nowhere and place 2nd in their first tournament. The sports world was aflutter.

The team was bestowed the moniker of the Honey Badgers because of their fearless style of play coupled with their ravenous bellies. Over the coming years the popularity of the team rose to levels nobody could have dreamed of. The survivors from the original onslaught claimed ownership of the team and split the profits in equal shares. The team's success brought the attention of Corporate Sponsors. The ticket sales provided enough money to increase defenses and cull the undead down to a manageable level. Coach Von Mortis was paid a substantial salary and given undisclosed Coaching rights that kept him eager enough to continue to want to heard the ghastly beings onto the pitch. A small portion of the city was transformed into a reservation for the unmentionables. Crime went to an all time low as the convicted were usually sentenced to "live" on the reservation which helped keep the team populated. For the most part the city of Nocturne Falls had been restored to it's former glory and then some, albeit a little less quiet. Enough money was eventually made to build a state of the art facility and persuade the NWFL to add them into the league. Of course the players don't really care how much money they make or how many rowdy fans show up for the game. They usually don't even care about scoring. The only thing they seem to really do well is rend the flesh of the opposition and consume their entrails. Hence the team motto: "HONEY BADGERS DON'T CARE!"

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Head Coach: Jonas Von Mortis

Stadium: Nocturne Falls Memorial Colosseum (a.k.a. The Death Trap)
Capacity: 77,466
Team Colors: Black, White & Red (all over)

Team Motto: "HONEY BADGER DON'T GIVE A S#!T!"

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The Nocturne Falls Honey Badgers are a proud member of the:



and the NWFL Players Association:



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Team Honors:



Season V CAS Champions (46)

Season VI Pre-season Champions