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Name: Lectricy (It's pronounced Lek-truh-sea)
Canon: Mad Max
Age: 20
Physical Description:Lectricy is very slender and about 5'5", though he seems shorter since he stands with his hips to the side and kind angled over. He has a shaved head and his eyes have no color to them. Unlike a War Boy he has no scars or brands on him (though he is frequently bruised); however his arms up to his elbows, and his chest and throat, are permanently stained black from sifting through gasoline sludge.

Clothing: He's always shirtless, carrying a gas powered generator on his back. He wears black boots and pants that at one point in time were white. Dangling from his belt is a spool with an extension cord wound onto it connected to the generator. Wrapped around his face and neck is a light colored fabric that's been soaked with 'fume,' a type of inhalant made from gasoline that people huff to get high.

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Background: Lectricy was born in Gastown, a part of the Wasteland under Immortan Joe's control, ruled by his son Scrotus. The people in this town work the pits, salvaging out gasoline and oil from disgusting cesspools. Almost all of them are Fumeheads, meaning they're addicted to getting high off of a gasoline concoction called fume, inhaled by soaking rags in the substance. However the substance is expensive, so the people who are addicted to it and desperate for more often sell themselves to obtain it.

Lectricy was just another Fumehead in the town until the Outcrier needed someone to carry around his generator while he announced the races. The Outcrier is the flamboyant spokesman of the Gastown races, a spectacle that draws crowds to watch deadly car races and Thunderdome cage matches. As the face, and voice, of the races he's quite rich and indulges in luxuries like eating actual meat, all the water he could want, and a vest covered in lights, powered by Lectricy's backpack generator. This is the Outcrier:


He was able to easily convince Lectricy to be his human power source, and his lover, by providing him with all the Fume he could ever want. The fact that Lectricy can be high 24/7 is an absurd show of wealth of the Outcrier. While the Outcrier provides him with food, drugs, and a better life than drudgery in an oil pit, he also abuses and takes advantage of him. He frequently smacks him and shoves him around. Lectricy is leashed to the Outcrier's vest so he has no choice but to follow him around, though he usually does so willingly.

Lectricy is bruised and battered, especially around his hips and shoulders. He has finger mark bruises on his hips from being harshly gripped by the Outcrier during their nighttime escapades, and handprints on his chest from being held down:


Personality: Lectricy is submissive to the point of almost not having a personality at all. He's so dominated and overshadowed by the Outcrier that he's nearly a human accessory rather than a person. Being high out of his mind all the time doesn't help.

He tends to mimic the Outcrier's motions and mannerisms, especially while on stage during the shows.

While he doesn't actually have any lines in the game, there's other NPC's that mention having talked to him, so he does talk on occasion though it's not shown in the game.

He's clearly afraid of Scrotus, hiding behind the Outcrier when their ruler appears, and he's afraid of Max when he first shows up. He has absolutely zero fighting skills and only his proximity to the Outcrier keeps him from being assaulted and having that rag full of Fume stolen from him. Because of this he's both devoted and completely dependent on the Outcrier.

Links
The first 3 minutes of this is when The Outcrier is first introduced
Being the Outcrier's bookshelf
The Gastown Races
End of the Races - This one has spoilers for the ending of the game in it
The only time Lectricy isn't leashed