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1 Sven Thorssel on Fri Sep 20, 2013 6:47 am

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Name:
Sven Thorssel (Alias)

Model:
Brandon Beemer

AKA:
Clyde Chestnut Barrow
Smoking Aces
Clyde

Quote:
Now Bonnie, don't you believe what you read in all them newspapers. That's the law talkin' there. They want us to look big so they gonna look big when they catch us. And they ain't gonna catch us 'cause I'm even better at runnin' than I am at robbin' banks!

Relatives/family:
All deceased

Gender:
Male

Species:
Lich

Social Status:
Bank Robber

Sexuality:
Straight

Relationship Status:
It’s complicated with Bonnie Parker

Age - Looks:
23

Age - Actual:
103

Birthplace:
Near Telico in Ellis County, Texas

Birthday:
March 24th 1909

Current residence:
Hollows

Other residences before hollows:
• 3347½ Oak Ridge Drive in Joplin, Missouri
• Tourist court near Fort Smith, Arkansas
• Red Crown Tourist Court in Platte County, Missouri
• Dexfield Park, an abandoned amusement park near Dexter, Iowa

Hair Color:
Dark Bistre Brown

Eye Color:
Glaucous Blue

Height:
5ft11

Weight:
161lbs

Skin tone:
Sun-tanned Caucasian

Blood Type:
O positive

Male at minimum
• Chest: 49 inches
• Waist: 34 inches
• Hip: 41 inches
• Bicep: 17 ½ inches
• Forearm: 14 inches
• Thigh: 26 inches
• Calve: 16 ½ inches
• Neck: 18 inches

Physical Description
Sven might have been just another spoiled rich kid with a hobby that got seriously out of hand, his fascination with the outlaw lifestyle led him to live a healthy and fit lifestyle reflected in his physical appearance; perfectly toned muscles strengthened by years of working out in the gym stand prominently on his body with accentuated abs and strong arms one could even say he’s in better shape than he was eighty years ago. The strong jaw line, piercing blue eyes and a generally well-groomed presence are the main traits that leave him standing out of a crowd while his background of wealth and privilege have granted him with the necessary luxuries to draw the eye towards his strengths while masking the many flaws he does have…

When Clyde’s spirit took this body as his own, certain distinct changes have taken place on the rich boy’s expression; cheeks slightly caved in as if the years of famine Clyde had endured suddenly fell upon Sven’s shoulders while the body seemed to stop aging. His hair no longer grows, neither do nails as the man simply stands frozen in the moment when curiosity welcomed a soul that had no place in the realm of the living forever remaining the same until one finds the secret key to his newly gained life. Time will start again when one releases the anchor that binds Clyde’s soul into this world leaving him the vulnerable to time once more yet for this one must find the object used to harness his spirit during the unholy ritual that summoned him…

Power:
Access & Occlusion
In his previous life Clyde was a master lockpicker and safe cracker but after his bloody downfall and his lengthy stay in the realm of the fallen, that talent was radically enhanced; now alive once more all it takes is a touch of his finger and the pins of a lock tumble in place. Any vault or door magically unlocks to his touch now making it much easier to handle the toughest bank robberies within a matter of seconds. The mysterious ability even goes that far that the most advanced electronic technological security measures submit to him, making Sven capable of disabling cameras, laser grids and pressure sensitive plates. One can even say that unless a lock is magically rendered unbreakable, Sven will find a way around the toughest security measures available this day…

Astral Projection
A most handy trick that comes with being a Lich is the ability to go incorporeal and separate his spirit from his body in a manner that enables him to transgress through solid barriers; doors, walls, gates and steel reinforced fences can’t stop him as a projected spirit simply passes through physical obstacles and reappearing on the other side. Sven cannot interact with anything in this projected state but it gives him a distraction strategy when the police surround them again or when he needs to scout a building where guards patrol the corridors. As a bank robber it also offers him an advantage should he get caught for when he goes incorporeal, the body he leaves literally falls dead to the floor and he could leap into the next body to continue the spree of murder, robberies and anarchy…

Bullet Projection
The way a person died, becomes part of them when they’re resurrected from the realm of the fallen and for the man who went down in a hailstorm of lead bullets, it comes to no surprise that he became blessed with the deathly ability of Bullet Projection. While kids often run around with their hands formed into imaginary guns, calling pang-pang at eachother, when Sven does this, the sound comes automatically along with deathly bullets made from sheer energy. Sven doesn’t depend on guns in his hand to kill a person now for a simple point and blink and a bullet is well on its way to send the target to an inevitable demise. It’s a slow method of murdering someone, mostly reserved for a close range execution but Sven loves showing off ‘the guns’ since Bonnie get awfully turned on by it…

Homing Effect
A bank robber by day and a true gunslinger by night, the new Clyde Barrow has begun to master the peculiar art form known to any shooter as the Homing Effect; from the second a bullet leaves the barrel of the gun it usually moves in a straight trajectory only included to gravity and wind variations towards its target but when someone like Sven does it, a remarkable amount of control remains even when the bullet is fired. He can arch the bullet to avoid an obstacle, make it even turn an entire 120° and even make it hop targets until the last ounce of energy has been drained from the bullet. When a shot goes through and through Sven can bend the bullet’s course to the second target though his hold over the Homing Effect only functions on a single slug at a time…

Immortality
Like all Liches, Clyde reincarnated is considered immortal because of the unique species property to allow his soul to hop from one body to the next and possessing it consecutively; his soul however is vulnerable if one can figure out the object that was used to resurrect the deathly duo. Nobody including Bonnie knows to which object their souls are bound for Clyde took the utmost precautions to hide the object from all their enemies likely to be made. The secret to their immortality however comes in the smallest of objects associated to the Bonnie & Clyde murder spree that ended on May 21, 1934: a single cartridge from a gun used in the ambush, a .30-06 Springfield bullet is the object to which their lives are now tied and it’s hidden somewhere in the massive arsenal he’d assembled in their latest hideout. Try to find one round in a vault of ten million identical bullets and then one might be able to defeat the newly risen Bonnie & Clyde…

Birth Marks:
Nothing worth mentioning

Scars/Marks:
A thin line scar of a laparotomy operation where his appendix was removed

Tattoo's/Piercings:
The first thing the new Clyde plans on doing when he’s reunited with his beloved Bonnie is getting this blank canvas of a body inked with the name of his love. He got the design all figured out as an intricate background in copper and rust tones will set the stage for his lucky charm the ace of clubs with maroon details and below the calligraphy version of his precious Bonnie’s name and Forever Yours.

Scent:
La Nuit De L'Homme by Yves Saint Laurent
L'Homme is a ‘Daytime and Evening’ cologne with its scent formulated from vetiver, cedar wood, bergamot, lavender and cardamom. This assimilation revokes an earthy smell which is often not found in most of the men's cologne. The use of bergamot in the cologne emanates a masculine presence along with a gentler and overpowering scent embellishing intimate moments but most of all it’s a butch and masculine fragrance that his Bonnie picked for him…

Voice:

Bonnie & Clyde in their new bodies


Other Distinguishing Features:
• Carries a flash filled with Gordon Dry Gin
• Carries a copper plated Zippo Lighter

Fashion & Makeup:
Sven doesn’t have an explicit outspoken sense of fashion, simply wearing whatever he finds in the wardrobe closet of his ‘host’; plain monochrome dress shirts or T-shirts will clad on his shoulders, the occasional wife-beaters worn during his sessions in the gym and regular jeans one size too big are the dominant elements of his wardrobe. Occasionally he’ll dress up for special dates in a crisp tuxedo or business suit but those moments can be counted on one hand…

Sociability & Emotionality:
As a child Clyde had always been a wild rascal getting in trouble but there was still that youthful innocence hidden deep down; that however all changed during his imprisonment from 1930 till 1932 in the Eastham Prison Farm in an unincorporated Houston County in Texas. A fellow inmate described the personality changed from a schoolboy to a rattlesnake. His mood can turn with the speed of the wind from a relaxed and calm individual to a violent and deathly individual with dangerous explosive outbursts. He’s no stranger to punching someone’s lights out for no apparent reason or vandalizing a shop when the service goes a bit slower than expected. These brutal outbursts however are most prominently displayed towards anyone in uniform from security guards to policemen who can already order their gravestones when they come to face Clyde reincarnated…

In the most stressful circumstances however Sven just like Clyde can remain perfectly calm and in control, allowing him to continue thinking rationally to get out of the most dangerous situations; he’s composed and patient, even more than before as Sven now understands the importance of planning and plotting his next move. He got calculated and determined with a real talent for discovering weaknesses in defenses; every bank robbery from now will be a well-timed, well-oiled operation, in and out before the authorities are even alerted to the situation at hand. The stupidity and impulsivity have been sanded down to merely occasional hints of his old ways for Sven now has big dreams for this world. There will be no more small town liquor stores getting robbed for a couple of green notes, no more heisting petty arsenals for a gun refill for Sven wants to go after the big banks and corporations that have vaults packed with gold bricks and mountains of cash…

Just like Clyde, Sven has one major vice in his relationship with Bonnie and that’s his obsessive jealousy for anyone showing attention to his love; when a guy even looks at Bonnie, Sven will get green with jealousy and turn physical within seconds. Many have tried to casually strike up conversation with Bonnie in the past but when Clyde’s around they’ll end up in the gutter searching for their teeth in the best situation; most never live to see the next day to show regret for checking Bonnie out for that girl is considered his property and he’s not afraid to defend it with any means necessary. The old Bonnie used to love that side of him where he got violent towards anyone else deluded enough to make a move towards his girl whereas the opposite was often just as true…

Strengths & Weaknesses:
Strengths:
• Remains perfectly calm in stressful situations
• Talented locksmith and safecracker
• One deathly accurate marksman

Weaknesses:
• Badly mannered
• Incredibly jealous
• Horribly unpredictable

Interests & Hobbies:
Interests:
• Sex
• Guns
• Violence

Hobbies:
• Shooting Guns
• Pulling Banks Heists
• Hooking up with Bonnie

Likes: & Dislikes
Likes:
• Sex
• Guns
• Bonnie
• Violence
• Drinking

Dislikes:
• Cops
• Texas
• Police
• Prison
• Authority

Attitude:
Sven Thorssel used to be an industrious geek of rich upbringing who spend most his day in the library where his grandfather told him stories of the good old days; being amongst the five escaped prisoners from Eastham Prison Farm the old man spoke fondly of the great jailbreak orchestrated by Clyde Barrow and that fascination was transferred upon the young lad. Every day he didn’t spend in school was spent in his studies towards the outlaw couple Bonnie and Clyde that dominated every aspect of his life. He learned to walk, talk and act like the legendary warrior had done in his day, his entire life devoted to filling in the blanks that still remained within the tragic story of the two gangsters who took the Central United States by utter surprise unaware of the role he’d come to play in their legacy…

When Sven performed the summoning ritual of Clyde Barrow’s soul he became the vessel for the man’s spirit finding his own soul banished into the world of the fallen; from that day forth Seven became Clyde Barrow featuring the same hardened and bitter criminal attitude as the notorious renegade. He had the short fuse of a rattlesnake with the same relentless determination to avenge the abuse he was made to endure during his days in prison along now with his goal of summoning his love Bonnie back into this world. Cold and distant towards everyone beside of his beloved Bonnie whom even to this day was master over his heart. He’s ruthless and violent with serious anger problems and an absolute hatred of every figure of authority from security guards to federal agents...

Song and or Playlist:




Weapons:
The rich student that resurrected Clyde’s spirit was kind or foolish enough come to think of it to supply Sven with an M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle just like the one Clyde Barrow used to favor in the past. This automatic gun fires the .30-06 Springfield cartridges, though the limited capacity of its standard 20-round magazine tends to hamper its utility in its role as an assault rifle. It’s a classic rifle and hence demands certain amounts of maintenance to keep it functional but on a Sunday morning Sven loves to just sit down disassemble the gun and polish it in full before puzzling it back together...

Background:
The subject of this dissertation is to portrait one of America’s most infamous criminals in the nation’s history and dig into its past in pursuit of the origins to their unlawful activities. We’ll explore their youth in search of what stood at the foundation of their murderous spree and examine every bit of evidence to establish the line between fact and fiction in this popular tale of love, violence and murder. Everything you’re about to read will be the uncensored truth as I present to you the life of Clyde Chestnut Barrow, well-known outlaw, robber, and criminal who traveled the Central United States with as founding member of the Barrow Gang during the Great Depression…” ~ extract from  thesis by Sven Thorssel

Clyde Chestnut Barrow was born on a cold day in March 1909 (the twenty-fourth more precisely) in Ellis County near Telico Texas just south of Dallas as the fifth of seven children to Henry Basil Barrow and Cumie T. Walker. The Barrow family was poor farming family that emigrated, piecemeal, to Dallas in the early 1920s as part of a wave of resettlement from the impoverished nearby farms to the urban slum of West Dallas. The Barrows spent their first months in West Dallas living under their wagon barely making ends meet with mouths starving for just a single bite to eat. When father Henry had earned enough money to buy a tent, it was a major step up for the family but Clyde never viewed it that way. All his life he was left to see others more fortunate than him running around prancing their wealth in front of him without even noticing him; he watched the rich drive around their fancy smoking cigars that cost more than his entire family could hope to make in a month while their women ran around in silken gowns from the orient like they were goddesses on earth. From a very young age he began developing this jealousy towards the rich but most of all Clyde began to hate every figure of authority who represented the corruption and injustice he witnessed every day; a poor man caught stealing a loaf of bread get send to jail while the rich can shoot a man in broad daylight without as much of a dirty look being given. Cops beat down local merchants for protection money, banks came to repossess everything a person owns because they missed a single payment on their bills and all this injustice fueled a fire deep inside of him that would lead to his inevitable downfall…

Clyde Barrow grew up in poverty for the majority of his childhood facing an abusive father, famine and hard manual labor which rendered him cold and distant; all his life he witnessed the gap between the rich and poor growing wider, the rich getting richer, the poor getting poorer and he stood powerless to this trend. The police reined his village with an iron fist punishing anyone who steps out of bounds whereas keeping one eye closed to whatever shenanigans the wealthy were up to. Clyde began working small jobs paying minimum wages that couldn’t even pay for the salt on his meal, first as a farmer just like his father but later on he’d work everything from a busboy in a local dinner to valet in a Dallas hotel where was introduced to the world of petty thievery. It began small with lifting some wallets, stealing jewelry and occasionally even boasting a car from the parking lot but he first arrested in late 1926, after running when police confronted him over a rental car he had failed to return on time. From that point forward, that first arrest Clyde began to spiral rapidly into the criminal underworld of the Central United States. Despite having legitimate jobs during the period 1927 through 1929, Clyde also cracked safes, robbed stores, and stole cars to pay his bills becoming fairly notorious for being a determined and aggressive criminal till late 1929. His second arrest, with his brother Marvin "Buck" Barrow, came soon after, this time for possession of stolen goods that got him sent to Eastham Prison Farm in April 1930…

A collaboration of historians and criminologists have established the well-recognized theory speculating Clyde Barrow’s violent tendencies originated from his time here in the Eastham Prison Farm from April 1930 till February 1932. Witness reports from a fellow inmate Ralph Fult stated he watched Clyde change from a schoolboy to a rattlesnake. Letters from his sister Marie even read: ‘Something awful sure must have happened to him in prison, because he wasn't the same person when he got out’. Based upon archived letters and witness statements we’ll take a closer examination of those two years that turned a boy with sticky fingers into one of America’s most wanted criminals; a closer interpretation of the established theory that turned Clyde into a wanted man accused of 13 confirmed murders, countless robberies and one of the greatest prison breaks in history…” ~ extract from thesis by Sven Thorssel

Arriving at the Eastham Prison Farm in April 1930, Clyde Barrow’s toughest chapter in his life would begin as in the next two years he’d call this correction facility his home; considered the worse prison in Texas, Eastham had an infamous reputation for inmate abuse by both fellow inmates as well as guard personnel. Every day from the break of dawn the prisoners were escorted towards a local stone quarry where they’d cut stone till the sun set beyond the Texas’ horizon under the watchful eye of Texas Department of Criminal Justice armed with .12 gauge shotguns and vicious bloodhounds. Empty beer bottles and rocks were often flung to Clyde’s head whenever they found the lad guilty of slacking off while they turned their backs whenever he got beaten down by other prisoners. While the 21 year old Clyde might have been a tough guy where he came from, nothing had him prepared to face the brutal inmates of the Eastham Prison Farm. Every week he’d get cornered by fellow prisoners who repeatedly assaulted him sexually with the intend of leaving the boy broken and defeated; the opposite was rather true for in secrecy he’d began to work out, getting tougher, stronger and more vicious till he eventually decided to fight back against the continuous abuse he faced within this correctional facility…

His day of retribution and revenge took on a late Friday evening in the summer of 1931 when Clyde Barrow took to the showers after yet another fatiguing day of tormenting Texas’ sun and strenuous physical labor in the stone quarry. His frame riddled with the traces of dust and dirt stood beneath the shower of icy waters that with thick murky drops washed away. For months now he’d prepared for this moment for this had been the place where it had first happened and the place where Clyde would see to it ending. He could hear the guards shuffling away, the first indicator of the events about to unfold for soon the showers were abandoned by all but the person the inmates had marked as their victim for the day. Clyde waited patiently having been through this humiliating ordeal too many times before to still be caught by surprise as he listened carefully to the amount of footsteps that entered within the shower room; two distinct figured could be heard varying in weigh enough for him to make the difference as Clyde’s fists clenched to firm fists. He could hear them closing in, their breathing giving away their presence as the two prisoners made their way to Clyde; the splashing sound of their feet across the tiles was enough for him to go on when it came to their position as Clyde turned around driving a handmade shiv deep into the first lad’s guts. The blood spilled and washed away in the spray of the showers that didn’t cease while the violence continues. Clyde didn’t bother recovering the improvised weapon having practiced long and hard to plant it directly into the liver which would lead to a most agonizing death. With long strides he crossed the slippery tile floor and slammed the other prisoner’s head viciously against the wall; over and over he forced the man’s skull upon the cold soaking tiles till his hands were stained by blood and brains. It was the first time he’d killed someone, a real turn-point for the days to come…

With the words of author and historian John Neal Phillips, Barrow's goal in life after release in February 1932 was not to gain fame or fortune from robbing banks, but to seek revenge against the Texas prison system for the abuses he suffered while serving time. Once paroled in February 1932, Clyde Barrow became a hardened and bitter criminal with the temper of a rattlesnake and the ruthless nature of a Great White. His post-Eastham career focused on smaller jobs, robbing grocery stores and gas stations, at a rate far outpacing the mere ten to fifteen bank robberies attributed to him in the days that would make him legendary but it would only be after Bonnie Parker joining him that his name would forever be synonymous with the greatest crime spree in American History…” ~ extract from thesis by Sven Thorssel

What many people don’t know was that Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow had met before, in January 1930 more precisely when he stopped by the house of a mutual acquaintance in West Dallas who’d recently broken her arm. He’d came over to drop of some supplies when he laid eyes on the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen in his life; standing in the kitchen making hot chocolate there she was like a gorgeous angel with Venetian blonde hair as Clyde stood mesmerized before Bonnie Parker unaware of the importance she’d come to play in the years still to come. Upon his parole in February 1932 Clyde and fellow paroled inmate Ralph Fults assembled a rotating core group of associates and began a series of small robberies, primarily of stores and gas stations; their goal was to collect enough money and firepower to launch a raid of liberation against Eastham prison as the ultimate act of revenge against the wretched justice system of Texas and the United States in general. Parker joined Barrow in this gang later known as the Barrow Gang because she was in love with him since the first moment they laid eyes on eachother remaining his loyal companion as they carried out their crime spree. She might have been a married woman of higher education but the love she and Clyde shared, would become a romance story for the history books as these lovers till their last dying breath would be in eachother’s company. Their time together in 1932 was fairly limited though as during a failed hardware store burglary in Kaufman, Texas on April 19th Bonnie was captured and subsequently jailed till she was released on June 17th that same year. Those months apart were the hardest time Clyde had to endure, missing his love every day until they were rejoined again; in this time Clyde got more violent getting identified as the shooter in the robbery in Hillsboro, Texas, during which the store's owner, J.N. Bucher, was shot and killed. On June 17th the Kaufman County grand jury convened, it declined to indict Bonnie Parker and she was released only to reunite with Clyde and continue their crime spree…

In the months to come Bonnie and Clyde would become known as the infamous duo leading the so-called Barrow Gang to several successful robberies and heists along with a body count totaling of 5 kills (2 police officers, 3 civilians) all before New Year’s Eve 1932. The Gang would see some new blood join and some old members disappear behind bars; Ralph Fults whom he’d met during his time in prison got locked up again at the same time as Bonnie got pinched during the Kaufman job while the sixteen year old William “Dub” Jones joined as the kid running errands and doing whatever Clyde told him. Passion heated between Bonnie and Clyde as they took their relationship to the next level with sex, guns and loads of photographs to document their crime spree, not carrying for a second that this romance of theirs was in fact adultery; in fact the idea of Bonnie still being a married woman had been one of the first turn-on’s for Clyde whose infatuation for Bonnie turned into a real romantic adventure that evolved as they continued their quest for fame and fortune through the Central United States. They were living the American dream, sleeping around with gunfire whistling ‘round their heads while the sirens of the cops continued…

With the turn of the year the Barrow Gang had already become an institute in the Central United States with a small body count and several dozens of stores and gas stations robberies to prove their success. Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Clyde were always spotted hand in hand when they shot at another member of the Texas Law enforcement or plundered the register at a convenience store being said that the couple was inseparable. Barrow’s aggression towards figures of authority by this time was well known with two cops already killed and several others gravely injured and in the months to come several more members of the police or sheriff’s departments would meet an untimely end by the hands of the Barrow Gang. The couple even showed an exceptional talent of outrunning the cops after they easily escaped from the police ambush in Tarrant County. Their spree had only just begun and they’d already began the chapters to a story that would make their love immortal for many generations to come…~ extract from thesis by Sven Thorssel

With the new year interluded by fireworks over 34th Street in Joplin, Missouri, the Barrow Gang had taken a pause in a small garage apartment on 3347½ Oak Ridge Drive from their crime spree in the surrounding state; Bonnie and Clyde had decide to play house for a while in this quiet neighborhood in a small town community living on the spoils and cash from their previous jobs when Clyde’s brother and his wife came to visit. Buck and Blanche Barrow merely there for a visit in an alleged attempt to persuade Clyde to surrender to law enforcement however quickly developed a fondness for the outlaw lifestyle in the Barrow Gang joining their ranks almost upon arrival; little did they know that the next brush with the law would arise from their generally suspicious—and conspicuous—behavior in this quaint town in Missouri. Prohibition was just over and beer once more became a legal product leaving the Barrow Gang to run a series of loud, alcohol-fueled card games late into the night in the quiet neighborhood. The crowd in the apartment often got rowdy with the occasional brawl taking place outside while folks came and went noisily at all hours. An incident with a gun misfiring during a routine cleaning on a Sunday morning led to at least one registered suspicions with the Joplin Police Department that would soon move into the gang’s hideout position. When on April 13th 1933 the lawmen assembled only a 5-man force in two cars to confront the suspect, they’d soon discover what happens when they face off against Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow who both had the natural ability to remain cool under fire whereas the latter even had was gaining far more experience in gun battles than most lawmen. When police announced the apartment being surrounded all hell broke loose; under the covering fire of Bonnie forcing Highway Patrol sergeant G. B. Kahler, Clyde, Jones and Buck managed to shoot Detective McGinnis and wounded Constable Harryman, who’d later fall to his injuries as the police only managed to fire fourteen rounds in return. Jones got hit in his side but nothing to worry about; Clyde dodged a bullet by a hair while his brother got grazed by a ricochet…

Having abandoned their hideout in Joplin, Bonnie and Clyde suddenly got real infamous when the police discovered a roll of film in their camera left in the garage apartment that got developed and published by every newspaper in the United States. Their faces were shown in every dinner and road stop in the central states of the US leaving the gang fleeing from one place to the next; no more hotels and motel stays for this rowdy group of outlaws for even the smallest child in the States would recognize them now with the media feast taking place. The group was left to set up camps in woods or strike their tent in green meadows before moving onto the next spot. The love between Bonnie and Clyde however grew ever stronger as this life on the run was turning on the heat on their passion; passionate evenings below the stars, sexy escapades in abandoned homes and intimate moments in the getaway car make up for a spicy love romance story. As they explored eachother bodies and wanted notices were left in their wake while the first victory was claimed by law enforcement on June 10th. With sirens of police stalking with Jones and Bonnie in the car on the run near Wellington, Texas, Clyde missed warning signs at a bridge under construction and flipped their car into a ravine. The accident led Parker to get doused with acid from the car's battery under the floorboards leaving her to sustain serious third degree burns to her right leg so severe, the muscles contracted and caused the leg to "draw up. Carried by Clyde they made a close escape through the law’s web to regroup with the gang at Red Crown Tourist Court, south of Platte City, Missouri…

With a crash caused by a moment of human error, Clyde had never forgiven himself for the harm that came to his love; Barrow swore to have his revenge against the enforcers of the law as because of them his beloved Bonnie was left marked for life. The rattlesnake resurfaced and now faster than before bodies would come to fall in this final run for the outlaw couple; the gang prepared to make their final stand from Red Crown Tourist Court for they’d go down in the history books as the wanted faces that marked every newspaper in America. Bonnie and Clyde had become more that mere criminals on the run; they represented the image of the All American Dream in their pursuit of freedom, fame and glory. Their love would bring forth a brand new image of romance becoming the icon of their generation and influencing many more eras still to come…~ extract from thesis by Sven Thorssel

On July 18th 1933 the gang had checked in the Red Crown Tourist Court south of Platte City Missouri where they went out of their way to draw the attention of civilians and law enforcement by their mere presence; with Bonnie injured and most of their faces broadcasted nationally the responsibility to supply the gang was left up to Blanche Barrow, Clyde’s sister in law who’d brought five meals every day to their room while having registered only three occupants; medicine was reported missing from a local doctor in town while even the mere attire of Blanche drew unwanted attention to the gang’s most recent whereabouts. Clyde however was blind to the attention they were paid by the locals; simply doing what every concerned lover did, he’d tended to Bonnie’s sustained wounds unaware that such provisions led to their cabin falling under surveillance by the local sheriff Holt Coffey who sent word Captain Baxter at Kansas for reinforcements determined to ending the crime spree initiated by the Barrow Gang. The inevitable face-off between police and the group would take place that same day at 11 pm that night; a group of officers armed with Thompson submachine guns snuck toward the cabins for the first time in the gang’s history with equal firepower as Bonnie and Clyde had wielded. The police had come prepared for a gunfight having carried along thick steel shields made out of boilerplates that were set up against the door and vehicles of the law enforcement units present for this siege. Sheriff Coffey was in charge of this operation as he’d grown tired of waiting for federal reinforcements to arrive; time was critical for this operation and he couldn’t afford letting the Barrow Gang slip through his fingers by a lack of inactivity; this decision however would create the window Clyde would exploit to make a getaway in a hailstorm of lead bullets though not all members would escape unharmed…

By 1 a.m. everything was set in place as an armored vehicle was parked just so to cut off their escape while the steel shields of boilerplates were set in place by the cabin door; Sheriff Coffey rapped at the door calling out to the occupants which could have been considered the first error on his part. Blanche Barrow called out her answer loud enough for the other four members of the gang to hear as Clyde and Jones unleashed the powerful rattling of their M1918 Browning Automatic Rifles stolen from a military armory only days before through the doors and windows soon to be supported by the third rifle carried by Buck barrow. The heavy rounds shredded through the steel plates with mighty force and though police returned the fire even their substantial, .45-caliber Thompson "sub-guns" were no match for the bandits' thundering Browning output. Clyde recognized the vehicle blocking their escape to be an inferior model of an armored truck and identified the possibilities that their rifles might pierce through the plates. With a salvo of rounds through the garage gate the armor-piercing rounds from the BAR rifles found their way inside the vehicle hitting driver George Highfill both knees and striking the horn that began blaring in an unyielding wail. Mistaken for a cease-fire signal several members of the police fell back along with the second mistaken of the night being made as the injured driver of the armored truck guided the vehicle to safety by abandoning its tactical position. Recognized a stroke of luck when he saw one — the main impediment to his escape just backed away — Clyde ushered Jones and Bonnie in the car yet the moment came a little too late when a stray Thompson .45 round struck his brother in the head leaving Blanche and her brother-in-law to manhandle her limb husband in the car before making their escape. Fleeing away from the Red Crown Tourist Court under the thundering roar of machineguns behind them, the rear window of their getaway car got shattered leaving glass fragments to fly into Blanche’s eyes leaving her nearly blinded in both before they vanished into the night…

In the days to come after their costly escape from Red Crown Tourist Court, Bonnie and Clyde along with Jones were left to continue onward to their next destination leaving behind Blanche and Buck whom eventually fell in the hands of the law. When news of Buck’s death had reached his ear, Clyde was presumed to have only shed a single tear before returning his focus towards his ultimate goal; one long long-contemplated move against the Texas Department of Corrections would forever render the names Bonnie and Clyde immortal in the criminal pages of history. Together they’d orchestrate one of the most infamous jailbreaks in history which brought the full power of the Texas and federal governments to bear on the manhunt for Barrow and Parker. Their inevitable doom would go down in history is the tragic ending to one of the most exciting love stories known to mankind…”~ extract from thesis by Sven Thorssel

The day of his revenge took place On January 16, 1934 against the Texas Department of Corrections as he orchestrated one of the most infamous jailbreaks of his generation against the prison that ruined his life. With guns and ammunition stolen from the armory at Plattville, Illinois the dynamic trio of Bonnie, Clyde and Jones laid siege to the Eastham Farm Prison liberating five prisoners and killing a handful of guards in the process under a hailstorm of bullets. Fulfilling his burning passion in life other than his love for Bonnie, Clyde exacted his revenge on the Texas Department of Corrections bringing forth a media storm of national negative publicity for the prison system in the Central United States. This act would bring the full power of the Texas and federal governments to bear on the manhunt for Barrow and Parker that from January 16th would be hunted down and killed on sight in exchange for a staggering record breaking bounty that stood on their heads. From this day Bonnie and Clyde awaited the violent deaths they viewed as inevitable but they wouldn’t go down without a fight until their last dying breath. They’d become a new kind of celebrity, criminal superstars with the most titillating trademark of all—illicit sex being young, unmarried and like they called it in those days living in sin. With Bonnie at his side Clyde was supplied with the sex-appeal, ‘the oomph’, that allowed the two of them to transcend the small-scale thefts and needless killings that actually comprised their criminal careers. From petty outlaws to the icons of the wild American dream lifestyle Bonnie and Clyde would become legendary even if their story would soon come to a violent brutal end…

On May 23, 1934 on a rural road in Bienville Parish, Louisiana Bonnie and Clyde would face their inevitable death by the hands of a posse assembled from some of the finest officers from Texas and Louisiana; Frank Hamer, B.M. "Manny" Gault, Bob Alcorn and Ted Hinton representing the Texas interests whereas Henderson Jordan and Prentiss Morel Oakley would embody the laws of Louisiana. Already tracking the couple since February 10th when Bonnie and Clyde parted ways with Jones the posse studied the gang's movements and found they swung in a circle skirting the edges of five Midwest States, exploiting the "state line" rule that prevented officers from one jurisdiction from pursuing a fugitive into another. They managed to chart Clyde’s path and predict where he would go where they’d set up ambush near the rendezvous point along Louisiana State Highway 154 south of Gibsland where they waited for Bonnie and Clyde to pass them by. When Barrow’s stolen Ford V8 approached their position at a high speed the lawmen opened fire on the renegade couple killing Barrow and Parker while shooting a combined total of approximately 130 rounds; Barrow got killed on the initial headshot taking the majority of the hits as he threw himself in defense against his love but no aid would come of it; seventeen separate entrance wounds on Clyde's body and twenty-six on Bonnie’s including several headshots on each, and one that had snapped his spinal column was all that left of the outlaw couple as the cops kept shooting at the car even after it stopped not taking any chances…

And so the story of Bonnie and Clyde came to an end, forever in love as they died in eachother’s arms on a dirt road in Bienville Parish, Louisiana. Or so goes the story for the world that would portrait this outlaw couple forever more as the icon of love, freedom and rebellion for generations that came but not for me. I, Sven Thorssel have taken it upon myself to hear the story first hand from the lips of these renegades myself for only then shall I believe what others have accepted as truth. In the veil of night I’ve dabbled in the darkest of magic within the forsworn cults of the occult in search of a way to communicate with the dead. My father funded this quest as my grandfather met Clyde Barrow in the Eastham Prison Farm who returned him his freedom. I’ve mastered the art of binding fallen souls to objects from their day on the earth and plan on summoning the spirit of Clyde Barrow when the moon is full once more…”~ Journal entry of Sven Thorssel

Long have I studied the lives of Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow, my entire life to thank to these outlaws for they’d been the ones to free my grandfather from an unlawful incarceration in the Eastham Prison Farm. I’ve traveled to the Togolese Republic in the West of the African Continent where the local Bokor educated my in darkest secrets voodoo where I began my search to bind a spirit of the afterlife to an object resurrecting him temporary for my questions to be answered. I’ve attended every auction public or private where artifacts of the outlaws were sold in search of one item powerful enough to house the energy of a fallen one; I recovered guns, cloths and personal effects of the couple that still carried their scent whereas the true gem of my collection was left to me by a member of the gang herself. Blanche Barrow, wife to Clyde’s brother and one of the last surviving members left a box in my father’s care that came to me at his untimely demise, containing a picture of Bonnie and Clyde seated on a branch fallen across a dirt road along with several .30-06 Springfield cartridges used during the ambush that killed them. I’ve spend more than ten years of my life on these studies, sacrificed money, reputation and my own personal life to uncovering the truth and today I shall get the answers I so desperately need. Tonight a full moon will rise over the mountains of Hollows, the quaint town in Colorado where our vacation home is located and with that energy I shall bring forth Clyde Barrow’ spirit from the grave commanding him to unravel the tale told by too many others before. I shall strike a bargain with him to continue his legacy if he speaks only the truth about the life he has lived before for I am in the possession of the one thing he won’t be able to resist: the ability of letting him see, touch and love his beloved Bonnie once more…

The night will soon be upon us and as I write these passages in my haste I’ve prepared everything for the ritual to take place; within my father’s vault in our summer house in Hollows I’ve constructed a ceremonial shrine constituting pillars and artifacts of every chapter of Clyde Barrows life: his birth certificate stolen from city hall in Ellis County, the warrants of his first two arrests, the shiv that turned a boy into a hardened criminal, pictures of his first days with Bonnie and weapons actually carried in the hands of the guilty party. With the symbols I still know so little about and the ritual performed in the ancient tradition I’ve commenced the summoning of his spirit. Strengthened by their portrait in my left hand, the bullet collected from his body after the day of the ambush in my right I called upon the darkest of magic to lend me the strength to endure whatever wretchedness I might face upon this unholy ceremony. The candles around me died out, the flames struck out by forces I couldn’t hope to grasp as the gateway was struck between the realm of the dead and the world of the living. Entities of all origins surfaces like fading lights that quickly returned to the underworld as my interest was solely in a single soul. There he was, like a storm of twilight he’d been risen from the afterlife my words chanting into the night to bridle the spirit into the one object significant enough to house his life’s energy. Into the bullet that stole his life Clyde Barrow spirit settled with his image taking form again. Never had I dreamt to stand face to face with the man my grandfather so fondly spoke off but now I understood what was meant by the charisma and bravado that came with this criminal; reaching for the picture in my hand those ghost-like fingers came to me, attempting to grasp onto the one moment of his past that made it worth living or so I believed. Feeling the cold grip taken hold of me darkness quickly struck me by surprise until the night consumed me…

I am alive again hands not my own though they feel just the same; eyes not my own yet they see just the same and a heart not my own though it still beats just for my beloved Bonnie. When my eyes closed it was in agony of a storm of bullets that had torn me apart but now I’ve awaken once more in this body I do not recognize when I stand before the mirror. With her picture in my hand and what I’ve discovered when I woke from this slumber I shall repeat whatever magic or ritual that was performed to bring my love to my arms again. If I can live again, so shall my Bonnie once more stand at my side and together we shall once more continue our adventure in love and crime for my name is Clyde Chestnut Barrow…

Vehicle:

Clyde used to favor  the Ford V-8 B-400 convertible sedan from1933 in his first life but after resurrection Sven however discovered the beauty of modern engineering in the garage of his new host; shiny and spotless it stood there amongst the other supercars, a brand new 2010 Ferrari California, one of the finest grand touring sports car. It is a two door "2+2" hard top convertible powered by front-mid mounted gasoline direct injection 4.3 L (260 cu in) V8 with 460 PS (338 kW; 454 hp) that reaches a top speed of 310 km/h (193 mph) and it can accelerate from zero to 100 km/h (62 mph) in 3.9s. Painted in that classic Ferrari yellow with a hand-sown black leather interior installed by Gruppo Bertone and a nitrous oxide injection system from NOS to give the car that additional push…

There are many more cars stored in Sven’s garage but since Clyde took over his body most of them have been left virtually untouched; there’s a Ford GT 2006 with mid-mounted 5.4 L Modular V8 engine with a power output of 558 PS (410 kW; 550 hp) with a top speed of 341km/h (212 mph) and an acceleration from zero to 100 km/h (62 mph) in 3.2s. There’s a second Ferrari in the garage as well, model 360 with a V-8 engine producing 426 PS (317 kW; 420 hp) good for a top speed of 300km/h (190 mph). There’s a Chrysler SRT8 2011, a Lotus Elise 2008, a Lexus GS 430 2005 and a Maybach 57 and 62 from 2010 that haven’t been revved up since Clyde took over this body.

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