deep in the vorhees quadrant of space lives a terrible race of chainsaw wielding maniacs called the chudruckers. these horrific beings have deep pits in their brows that can actually smell fear! and since space is a scary place they have a brutal tendency to know where everyone is at ALL TIMES!!

the beady sextet of blood red spheres are the actual eye balls of the chudruckers and they sit atop their awful quadra-fangs that exude a venom so deadly that it's been known kill the pets, relatives, and close friends of whoever was bitten.

chudruckers usually arm themselves with the very impressive "twinsaw killotine" these weapons are so deadly and unstable that there is a 80% mortality rate on all wielders. this staggering statistic luckily keeps warrior chudruckers very sparse across the galaxy. when set to "kill" mode (there are only 2 modes, one being kill and the other being "viciously self-destruct") the lower saw spins violently and rockets off with the concussive force of 4 kilograms of TNT. the saw spins madly around, attached to a sturdy cord of invincium all the while the machine gun barks out a constant stream of super-hollow points in all possible directions.

tragically chudruckers make a very comforting purring as their main form of communication, and it has been said by their extremely durable translators that it is used to lure "cat people" to their doom as well as order space pizza.

klud korpsington is the only dismemberator in the quadrant that matters (the one where all my dudes come from) and he is a particularly dangerous fiend when it comes to the constant cosmic rough-housing that occurs spaceside.