It’s been about 2 years since the cataclysm. The numbers of zombies all over the area are going down, primarily because of the actions of a few elite survivors, including you. But the numbers of other extradimensional creatures have gone up - the portals are still leaking. You have been driving for a few hours toward where you think a fungal spire is, with the intent of destroying it. The two fusion turrets on your car have been thumping faster and faster lately to keep the fungaloids out of your car’s path.
After cresting a ridge, you see out you windshield not one, but four fungal spires all very close together, in the center of an irregular fungal wall. Upon driving closer, you see that the wall used to be a town, with walls of fungus stretching between the gaps in the houses. You drive up to the fuzzy grey wall, preparing to blow it down with a well-placed C4, when two fungus-encrusted turrets free themselves and begin shooting! Fortunately, they only get off a few shots before one runs out of ammo and the other jams. The bullets broke your right front window, but you and your car are otherwise fine.
A few seconds later, a tall, lanky man pokes his head up from a nearby roof. “Sorry 'bout that,” he shouts with a too-wide grin. “Ah hope you ain’t hurt. But ah see that C4 in yer hand and ah hope you ain’t thinkin’ of blowin’ a hole in mah garden wall. And turn off yer turrets. Ther killin’ my plants.”
“Garden wall? There isn’t anything here but fungaloids!” you shout back. You reach into your car and turn off the turrets because frankly this guy gives you the creeps.
“That’s what ah’m growin’! Come inside and look at my beautiful garden!” he says with a smile. He gestures, and the wall you were going to blow up opens inward as a pair of massive double doors. You peer into the hole, revealing the small town to be packed full of fungaloids and shrubs with those strange, pink berries you’ve seen at other fungal spires.
You walk inside, keeping your guard up and examining your surroundings. The turrets follow your movement, but neither shoots. Fungus coats every surface, but strangely not the tall man or his clothes, a tattered and repaired plaid shirt and jeans. “Ah’m sorry, ah never introduced mahself. Ah’m Marloss Man.”
That’s right, Marloss Man has finally finished marlossifying Marloss Town.
MM was a character lucky enough to spawn near a Fungal Spire and a well-stocked military party. He blew up the spire with a rocket launcher, gathered some marloss berries, and proceeded to become awesome. He found a car in a large town, modified it, and began driving from place to place, looting everything. After becoming 10+ at everything important and killing thousands of zombies, he came upon a small town. He decided to fortify the place. By this point, every surface of the town is covered in fungus and marloss bushes. Nothing short of a moving triffid grove could take this place.
MM’s character was that of a farmer who lived near where a portal opened. After the zombies came, he fled to the shelter, but left soon after. He came upon a dead military patrol, and killed a fungal spire with it. After gaining Marloss Carrier, he did what he knew best - farmed marloss berries. He ate so many that he became a sort of god of fungus, and built Marloss Town as his Garden of Eden, where he is king of a near infinite horde.
MM is one of my favorite characters, along with Wolfman, a former scientist gone beast, and The Survivor, a gas-masked ratman wielding a stop sign for a shield and a hand-made sword.